Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 90: 072: Is that person, Ni Yang?_2

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Li Xianxian bashfully lowered her head, but a glint of triumphant satisfaction shone in her eyes.

Since grandma Mo had willingly brought up Mo Baichuan in front of her, it meant there was a too percent chance for their entanglement.

Because the dishes Ni Yang prepared were so delicious, Grandma Mo ate as many as a dozen pan-fried dumplings, drinking a large bowl of porridge, only then she put her chopsticks down.

With a few dumplings left, along with half a bowl of porridge and half a plate of pork stir-fried lettuce, Grandma Mo specifically ordered someone to keep them for lunch.

Hearing this, Li Xianxian lifted her gaze and said, “Grandma, you’re older now and your digestive system isn’t in the best condition. It might be better to throw away the leftovers.”

However, Grandma Mo casually retorted, “It’s fine. I’ve eaten book covers and roots when I was young. What’s a little leftover food?”

The old generation is used to being thrifty and were somewhat displeased upon hearing Li Xianxian’s suggestion.

Just by hearing what she said, it was clear she was not a person accustomed to daily life.

To this day, many families are still so impoverished that they can’t afford a meal.

To Grandma Mo, Li Xianxian insisted on throwing away the perfectly fine leftovers!

As soon as those words were spoken, Li Xianxian realized her mistake and hurriedly tried to correct it, “Grandma, I didn’t mean it that way. I just worried that the leftovers might upset your stomach.”

Grandma Mo didn’t think much of it. “Never mind that, Grandma knows you meant well.”

Hearing this, Li Xianxian sighed in relief and changed the subject, “By the way, Grandma, the weather is quite nice this morning. Shall I accompany you to the garden?”

Grandma Mo nodded and laughed, “Sounds good.”

Li Xianxian immediately got up from the sofa and supported Grandma Mo’s arm, ingratiating herself, “Let me assist you, Grandma.”

The two had just stepped out of the room.

A tall and handsome figure approached.

His stunning yet hidden face under the light was incredibly eye-catching.

Dressed in a simple white shirt, form-fitting dress pants, black leather shoes, a black suit jacket hanging on his arm and one hand in the pocket, he walked against the light. The sun gradually highlighted his exquisitely angular features, breathtakingly radiant.

This was…

The worthless sixth son of the Mo family, Mo Qishen?

Such a shame. A man with such handsome looks, only to be wasted in the body of a useless person.

Li Xianxian squinted her eyes, a hint of disdain briefly flashed in her eyes, but she politely said in front of Grandma Mo, “Uncle six.”

Mo Qishen nodded and walked over. Without a word, he gave Grandma Mo a big hug, “Mom, I’ve missed you so much after such a long time!”

Grandma Mo was stunned at first, then pushed Mo Qishen away, irritated, “Get away! Who is your mother?! You’re hardly home all year round. Does this ungrateful son of mine even have me in his eyes?”

No matter the family, mothers always spoil their youngest children.

Mo Qishen had grown up spoiled and pampered.

Although Grandma Mo disliked her youngest son on the surface, she still loved him very much deep inside.

Although he could be considered useless, he’s considerate and kind-hearted, always displaying filial piety.

Moreover, money was not an object in the Mo family. Let alone supporting one Mo Qishen, they could easily support tens, or even hundreds of him.

So, whether Mo Qishen was competent or not was not much of a concern to Grandma Mo.

“Mom, you fill my eyes,” said Mo Qishen with a playful smile. “Isn’t there a lyric that goes, Mom is the best in the world, children with mothers are precious gems.’ Am I not the gem in your hands?”

Mo Qishen’s few words brought laughter to Grandma Mo. “You’re a grown man, still claiming to be a gem? Don’t you feel embarrassed!”

Mo Qishen held Grandma Mo’s arm, “A child with a mother will always be a gem.”

Grandma Mo’s laugh was even more hearty.

As Li Xianxian watched from the side, contempt filled her eyes.

This youngest son of the Mo family was truly a worthless piece of trash.

Beyond making the elderly happy, he was good for nothing!

She really wondered how the Mo family ended up having such a good-for-nothing.

Mo Qishen’s gaze casually swept over Li Xianxian.

Strangely, Li Xianxian shuddered inadvertently.

But when Li Xianxian looked up again, Mo Qishen had already resumed his wastrel demeanour.

Did she see things wrong?

Right, she must be seeing things wrong.. How could a good-for-nothing have that kind of look?