Chapter 637: 179: To get rich, build the road first! _2

Ni Yang said with a smile, “The city is too noisy. The countryside is more serene. It’s a good opportunity to get some exercise on the walk home.”

Even though the city was bustling, Ni Yang felt no sense of belonging there.

She had a fondness for the countryside.

However, Wu Daming’s words reminded her of something.

Wu Daming further said, “Sixth sister-in-law, I heard you’ve been investing in real estate. How many properties have you bought in the city?”

Ni Yang thought for a moment, “Probably more than twenty. I’ve lost count.”

Having too many houses brought its own troubles.

Wu Daming swallowed hard, then gave Ni Yang a thumbs-up, “Indeed, family members are all alike.”

He had assumed that only Mo Qishen was foolishly buying so many houses…

He didn’t expect Ni Yang to have done the same…

Houses couldn’t be eaten, what was the point of buying so many?

When the time came, they would surely regret it if they got stuck with them.

Ni Yang smiled faintly and turned to look at Mo Qishen, “Brother Mo, I think I’ll head home first.”

“Wait a moment.” Mo Qishen held her hand.

“What is it?” Ni Yang looked back at him.

Mo Qishen said, “We’re at your home’s doorstep. I should, of course, pay Auntie a visit.”

He prided himself on being a good son-in-law!

Wu Daming hurriedly opened the trunk and took out the gifts he had prepared in advance, “Sixth brother, here you go.”

Mo Qishen, holding Ni Yang’s hand with one hand and taking the gifts with the other, said, “Daming, you can head back first. Come and pick me up around eight or nine.”

“Alright.” Wu Daming nodded.

Hand in hand, Mo Qishen and Ni Yang headed towards the Ni family home.

Even though night had fallen, they still encountered quite a few villagers.

Mo Qishen was a very polite young man and greeted everyone they met.

Ni Cuihua was cooking in the kitchen.

They were having a hotpot dinner that evening, and the aroma of stir-fried hotpot base wafted through the yard.

Upon seeing Mo Qishen, Ni Cuihua expressed her surprise, “Xiaomo, when did you come back?”

Mo Qishen replied, “Auntie, I took the one o’clock flight this afternoon.”

Ni Cuihua nodded.

The hotpot was a double-flavour pot. Ni Yang, who always had a liking for spicy food, looked at the red pot while nibbling at the clear broth pot to satisfy her cravings.

Fortunately, the soup base of the clear hotpot was also very flavorful.

Hotpot was an ideal dish for cold weather, and it wasn’t long before beads of sweat formed on Ni Yang’s nose tip.

“Xiaomo, are you free on the 18th?” Ni Cuihua looked at Mo Qishen.

“Auntie, do you need something?” Mo Qishen curiously looked at Ni Cuihua.

Even Ni Yang was slightly curious.

Ni Chenggui bit into a large fish ball and chimed in, “Something good is coming.”

“Auntie Ni, what good thing?” Ni Yang asked.

Ni Chenggui just chuckled without saying anything, continuing to eat his vegetables.

Ni Cuihua went on to say, “Your Uncle Shangguan told me today that they will be coming over for a visit on the 18th.”

Mo Qishen also seemed to understand something and immediately nodded, “I’ll be free, Auntie. I’ve been quite idle recently.”

Ni Cuihua said with a smile, “Since you’re free, come over that day, Xiaomo. And meet more people.”

“Okay.” Mo Qishen nodded.

After dinner, Ni Yang escorted Mo Qishen home.

But she was only responsible for sending him to the edge of the village.

“Yangyang, who is this Uncle Shangguan?” Mo Qishen didn’t have the heart to ask at the dinner table.

Ni Yang replied, “Uncle Shangguan is my mom’s boyfriend. His full name is Shangguan Dehui.”

Mo Qishen was momentarily shocked.

He didn’t expect that Ni Cuihua would have found a companion so quickly.

It seemed that the meeting on the 18th definitely had the implication of acknowledging relatives.

The fact that Ni Cuihua invited him to join meant that she didn’t see him as an outsider.

The corners of Mo Qishen’s mouth involuntarily curled up in a smile.

“That’s a good thing. Auntie is still young, she should have a companion.” Mo Qishen held Ni Yang’s hand tighter.

Ni Yang nodded with a smile, “Yes, I know.”

A normal child, upon learning her mother was seeking another companion, would generally have some reservations and need to confide this to someone.

But not Ni Yang.

She truly wished for Ni Cuihua’s happiness.

That’s why Mo Qishen was so fond of her.

Because he believed that there was no one else in this world more understanding than her.

Being with her could make a person feel utterly relaxed.

Upon returning home, Ni Yang didn’t immediately lie down on the bed. Instead, she sat at her desk, completely engrossed in sketching out a design.

The next day, Ni Yang went to the bank to check her balance.

After returning home, she went to the Village Chief’s house.

Ni Yang was quite popular in Jinghua Village, and this was no exception at the Village Chief’s home.

Village Chief Li received her warmly.

He brought out the tea leaves that were usually only brewed for festivals and special occasions.

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