Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 643: 180: Shangguan Furong was slapped_2

Ni Cuihua placed the breakfast on the table and said to Ni Yang, “Yangyang, go and invite Grandma Liu over for breakfast.” Usually, Grandma Liu lives alone. Today there were a lot of people around, so it would be a chance for her to mingle.

“Alright.” Ni Yang nodded.

“I’ll go with you.” Mo Qishen stood up to follow Ni Yang.

Along the way, Mo Qishen curiously asked, “Yangyang, who is Grandma Liu?”

“Grandma Liu is a very kind old lady. She has no children and lives alone usually.” While saying this, Ni Yang seemed to suddenly remember something and raised her wrist, “Oh yes, this bracelet was given to me by Grandma Liu.”

Mo Qishen held Ni Yang’s wrist and squinted at the bracelet, “This bracelet…”

“What about this bracelet?” Ni Yang asked.

Mo Qishen said, “This bracelet seems to be from the Ming Dynasty.”

“Ming Dynasty?”

Although Ni Yang knew this bracelet must be valuable, she never would have thought it was from the Ming Dynasty!

Mo Qishen nodded slightly, “This Grandma Liu must have been born into a wealthy family, right?”

Ni Yang continued, “It is said that Grandma Liu was a landowner’s daughter in the past. Later, due to wars, she fled here.”

As they were talking, they arrived at Grandma Liu’s house before long.

Grandma Liu was feeding ducks in the yard.

“Grandma Liu.”

“Yangyang is here!” Grandma Liu looked up with a beaming smile.

“Good day, Grandma Liu.” Mo Qishen greeted politely.

Although most villagers already knew Mo Qishen, Grandma Liu did not. She rarely went out and had been sick in bed for a while.

“Who is this young man?” Grandma Liu looked at Mo Qishen curiously.

Ni Yang said, “Grandma Liu, this is my boyfriend, Mo Qishen.”

“Oh,” Grandma Liu nodded repeatedly, “Very good! The young man is really handsome. How old is he?”

“Twenty-eight,” Mo Qishen answered.

“Twenty-eight?” Grandma Liu calculated, “That’s ten years older than our Yangyang! It’s good to be older. Older people know how to care for others. Where are you from, young man?”

“Grandma Liu, you can just call me Xiaomo. I’m a local from Beijing.”

“Good, good, good. Being a local is great. It’s convenient to visit your parents’ home when you’re close by…”

After chatting with Grandma Liu for a while, Ni Yang explained why they came.

Upon hearing this, Grandma Liu said, “Well then, you two wait for me here. I’ll go change my clothes.”

“Alright,” Ni Yang nodded.”

In a short while, Grandma Liu had changed her clothes and came out.

For today, Grandma Liu had put on a wine-red Tang suit that she would only wear during the New Year. Her silver hair was meticulously combed to the back of her head and held tightly with a silver hairpin.

Her face maybe full of wrinkles, but she carried an aura of a lady from a reputable family.

Today is Ni Cuihua’s big day; Grandma Liu can’t let her down!

That’s why she dressed up.

“Grandma Liu, you look beautiful.” Ni Yang walked over and supported Grandma Liu’s arm.

Grandma Liu grinned and said, “Not to brag, but I looked even better when I was young!”

Not only was Grandma Liu beautiful, but she was also very strong.

Like the older people in the village, her feet had been bound when she was young.

Normally, people with bound feet can’t do heavy work. But she did everything.

Soon, they arrived at the courtyard of the Ni family.

Ni Cuihua warmly offered Grandma Liu the seat of honor.

Grandma Liu declined, “Already showing me, a lonely old woman, the courtesy of inviting me over, is more than enough respect. How could I sit in the seat of honor?”

In Chinese etiquette, the seat of honor is usually reserved for the elderly and respected members of the household.

Since Grandma Liu was born into a wealthy family, she knew this well.

Ni Cuihua said with a smile, “You’re our elder, it’s appropriate for you to sit in the seat of honor. Apart from Sister Chenggui, I don’t have any other relatives in the village. I am counting on you and Sister Chenggui to support me today.”

In all these years, no one has said such things to Grandma Liu.

Grandma Liu was moved, her grip tightened around Ni Cuihua’s hand, “Child, thank you! Thank you both for your kindness to this old woman!”

Jinghua Village was unusually bustling today.

There was a crowd gathered on the east side where the road was being repaired.

On the west end of the village entrance, a group of elegantly dressed people were walking. They were chatting as they went along, clearly not ordinary villagers.