Rebirth of a Village Girl

"National treasure, Goudan, you are here." Ni Yan looked back with a smile.

After spending a few days with Ni Yan, the child Yang Guobao had a second friend in Jinghua Village: Goudan!

They are both about the same age and get along very well.

Seeing these two little ones, Ni Yan thought of the other children who helped her at the entrance of the village last time, so she asked Yang Guobao: "Guobao, do you want to make more good friends?"

"I think." Yang Guobao nodded.

Ni Yan nodded, "Okay." Then he said to Goudan: "Goudan, can you go to the village and call your other boys together? Just say that Sister Ni Yan is going to have a party at home and let them Come and play together.”

"Climb the ladder?" Goudan looked at Ni Yan doubtfully, "What kind of ladder are you climbing?"

Is there a ladder here? !

Yang Guobao smiled and said: "Oh, it's not climbing a ladder, it's a party! It means party. Sister is going to have a party at home. Brother Goudan, go and call someone."

"Oh." Goudan nodded as if he understood, "Okay, I'll go right away." Although he had never attended a party and didn't know the true meaning of the party, he still ran out quickly.

While Goudan went out to call for help, Ni Yan quickly turned on the fire in the bread kiln, and then put bread and fruit slices in to bake.

Yang Guobao asked curiously: "Sister, can fruits also be baked?"

Ni Yan smiled and nodded, "After the fruit is roasted, it turns into crispy dried fruit, which tastes very good."

Yang Guobao had eaten the cake made by Ni Yan and couldn't help but swallow his saliva at this moment.

After a while, Goudan brought his friends from the village to Ni's house.

"Hello, Sister Ni Yan." Everyone said hello very politely.

Yang Guobao was still a little scared when he saw so many people at first. After all, he had always lived under the protection of his parents and grandparents. He hid directly behind Ni Yan, only daring to show his furry little head.

Ni Yan touched his little head and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, come and say hello to everyone."

Goudan directly grabbed Yang Guobao's little hand, pulled him in front of everyone, and introduced with a smile: "This is Fat Tiger, this is Xiaohua, this is Xiaoming, this is Tiedan, this is Guoqiang... ..”

The friends all showed friendly smiles to Yang Guobao.

Originally, these children did not dare to come into contact with Yang Guobao under the verbal education of their parents. After all, Yang Guobao was a sick child in their eyes.

But on the way here, they were brainwashed by Goudan, and now they no longer look at Yang Guobao strangely.

Gradually, Yang Guobao became less shy, and soon became mingled with everyone, playing around in the yard.

Looking at the group of children in the yard, Ni Yan's eyes were also stained with starlight, and his eyebrows were curved and extremely bright.

After a while, Ni Yan took out the baked bread and fruit slices, put them on the stone table in the yard, and said in a loud voice: "Goudan, a national treasure, will bring everyone here for food soon."

The children all gathered around Ni Yan, looking at the golden baked bread and beautiful dried fruits, their eyes sparkling with greed.

Children in the 1980s rarely had snacks, and some had never even seen bread.

However, when faced with the delicious bread and dried fruits, the children did not rush into a group, but politely tolerated each other.

Although these children grew up in the countryside, they still needed to be polite and educated.

"Sister Ni Yan, you are so amazing!"

“Wow, it’s delicious!”

"Thank you, Sister Ni Yan."

After eating, Ni Yan took out a ball of fermented flour and asked the children to DIY it into the shape they like, and then bake it in the bread kiln.

The children's imagination and hands-on ability are very strong. After a while, they were able to make shapes of various small animals.

"Look, I made a sister." Yang Guobao excitedly held up the dough he made.

"You don't look like Sister Ni Yan, but I do." Xiaohua took out her own face.

"No! This one looks more like me." Goudan also took out his own mask.

The yard was filled with laughter and laughter.

Ni Cuihua also came out to join in the fun with Ni Yun in her arms.

"Mom, eat bread." Ni Yan took a piece of baked bread and handed it to Ni Cuihua.

Ni Cuihua said with a smile: "Mom is not hungry now, you can take it to the children to eat." Just looking at these innocent children, even if they do nothing, their mood will naturally improve.

"Aunt Hua, are you holding a younger brother or a younger sister in your arms?" Fat Hu and Tiedan stood on tiptoes curiously and looked at the child in Ni Cuihua's arms.

Ni Cuihua squatted down, looked level with the children, and said with a smile: "She is a younger sister, her name is Ni Yun, you can call her Yunyun."

Fat Tiger asked cautiously: "Aunt Hua, can I touch my sister?"

Ni Cuihua nodded, "Of course."

Fat Tiger stretched out his chubby little finger and gently poked Ni Yun's face. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but at this moment Ni Yun broke into a smile.

Fat Tiger and Tiedan immediately jumped up excitedly, "My sister is smiling, my sister is smiling!"

**

the other side.

Mojia villa area.

After Mo Baichuan came out of the police station, he didn't even change his uniform and hurried back to Mo's house covered in dust.

The old lady of the Mo family was already sitting on the sofa and staring. The last time she saw her grandson was during the Chinese New Year. The base was no different than other places. The higher the position, the busier it was. This was so busy that old lady Mo almost forgot what her eldest grandson looked like. That's it.

As soon as Mo Baichuan stepped through the door of Mo's house, Mrs. Mo hugged her back, "Chuan'er! My eldest grandson! I miss grandma so much!"

"Grandma." Mo Baichuan also reached out and hugged Mrs. Mo back.

The grandfather and grandson hug each other, the scene is very warm.

Mo Baichuan helped Mrs. Mo to sit on the sofa, "Grandma, how are you doing recently? I heard from Mother Wu that you have a bad appetite a while ago?"

Mrs. Mo smiled and said: "It's okay now, but it's all thanks to Beicheng. If he hadn't had someone deliver me the pickled cabbage noodles every morning, I would have starved to death now."

It is no exaggeration to say that I starved to death.

You must know that when Mrs. Mo lost her appetite some time ago, she couldn't eat anything. She is 89 years old this year. The slightest discomfort will directly affect her life.

Mo Baichuan continued: "Beicheng is caring. During the time when I am not at home, thanks to him taking care of you."

Mrs. Mo held Mo Baichuan's hand tightly, "You are all good and filial children."

"By the way, how is Xiaodie doing lately?" Mo Baichuan asked.

There is almost no cure for Mo Hudie's illness.

Hearing this, Mrs. Mo's expression darkened, "It's still the same..."

Mo Baichuan continued: "Didn't I say before that there is a famous doctor from Jiangnan who has hope of curing Xiaodie?"

Old Mrs. Mo sighed, "I sent someone to ask for it, but the famous doctor from Jiangnan was very powerful. He said he wouldn't treat people named Mo and Yang. I don't know what offended our people named Mo and Yang." Got him!"

"How could this happen?" Mo Baichuan frowned.

Mrs. Mo seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, Chuan'er, the famous doctor from Jiangnan was introduced to me by Xianxian. Otherwise, if you have time to ask Xianxian, maybe she can find a way to persuade the famous doctor to come over."

Mo Baichuan nodded.

Mrs. Mo sighed with emotion: "Xianxian is really thoughtful. He is still thinking about Xiaodie's illness. If that famous doctor from Jiangnan can really cure Xiaodie, then Xianxian will be the benefactor of our Mo family..."

At this moment, Song Beicheng, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked in from the door.

Mo Baichuan immediately stood up from the sofa and walked in the direction of the visitor. A rare smile appeared on his cold and unparalleled face. He opened his arms slightly and opened his thin lips lightly, "Beicheng."

Song Beicheng hugged Mo Baichuan and said, "Third brother, welcome back."

The two brothers hugged each other tightly. One was wearing a heroic and capable uniform, and the other was wearing a slim handmade suit. The former was unruly, cold and dignified, exuding the powerful aura of an exclusive elite, which made people intimidating.

The latter has a tall and straight figure, star-shaped eyebrows and sharp eyes, and is as gentle as jade. His whole body exudes the elegance of a scholar, like the bright moon and the breeze, making people want to get closer unconsciously.

When two people like this stand together, even if they do nothing, they are a very eye-catching sight, and they are a few blocks away from the noobs on the screen.

Moreover, there is only one year age difference between the two brothers. They have been close to each other since childhood, and they are even better than ordinary brothers.