Rebirth of a Village Girl

More like a laughingstock!

Zheng Xianjing is eager to see Ni Yang being ridiculed!

With Zheng Xianjing’s Buddha Beads made of Zitan wood going for tens of thousands, it wouldn’t matter what Ni Yang would present, it would be a joke.

Ni Yang calmly walked up to Zheng Xianjing, “Then I need a little help from you, Xianjing.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened a long paper box in her hands, took out a painting scroll from inside, handed one end to Zheng Xianjing while she grabbed the other, slowly unfolding the scroll.

Zheng Xianjing narrowed her eyes in doubt. Did Ni Yang actually prepare a famous painting?

Impossible!

How could a country bumpkin possibly afford renowned artwork?

As the painting scroll was revealed, the smile on Granny Mo’s face gradually turned into shock!

Lin Pingping was even more surprised, covering her mouth with her hand.

Granny Mo looked at Ni Yang, “Yangyang, did you draw this yourself?”

Ni Yang nodded, “Unlike Xianjing, I’m not as lavish, so I could only make a painting of ‘Longevity’ personally to present to Auntie Mo, wishing her a mountain of longevity, equal to Heaven, boundless, prosperous life, infinite life span!”

“Good, good, good! What a thoughtful child you are!” Granny Mo repeated ‘good’ three times, took the painting scroll of ‘Longevity’ in both hands, and displayed it for others to see.

The painting showed a large character ‘Longevity’; when you looked closely, you realized that this ‘Longevity’ was built by a hundred smaller ‘Longevity’ characters.

Moreover, these hundred ‘Longevity’ characters were written in a hundred different styles, including seal script, clerical script, regular script, skinny gold script, cursive script and so on…

Most notably, each ‘Longevity’ character was beautifully written, regardless its style, you couldn’t identify a single error.

Clearly, creating such a ‘Longevity’ painting required considerable time and effort.

Also, only someone with real skill could create this ‘Longevity’ painting.

If it wasn’t witnessed firsthand, who would believe such a ‘Longevity’ painting could be drawn by a young girl’s hand?

This is unbelievable!

Anyone who saw this ‘Longevity’ painting was like Granny Mo, their eyes sparkled with shock, a rise of whispered gossip spread among the crowd.

Mo Qishen eyes were filled with pride.

His wife was just amazing!

Zheng Xianjing was so angry, she was about to explode!

She originally wanted to see Ni Yang make a fool of herself, but now, her scheme had backfired, and Ni Yang ended up taking the spotlight!

Why didn’t she think of gifting Granny Mo a ‘Longevity’ painting?

If she had gifted the ‘Longevity’ painting to Granny Mo first, wouldn’t she be the one stealing the limelight? There’d be no chance for Ni Yang!

Why should Ni Yang take all the glory?

When the banquet started, Granny Mo deliberately arranged for Ni Yang to sit on her right, indicating her importance.

Mo Qishen sat next to Ni Yang, fearing she might feel too restrained to help herself, so he continually served her food and poured her drinks.

Strangely, Ni Yang did not dislike his actions, and instead occasionally whispered to him, portraying an intimate relationship, giving Granny Mo an immense joy.

Excellent! She knew, there is promise between these two.

Some are jubilant, others are sorrowful.

Mo Baichuan felt more and more irritated watching Ni Yang and Mo Qishen’s interaction!

Blind!

Ni Yang was blind!

Even if she wanted to provoke him, she shouldn’t have picked Mo Qishen!

If Ni Yang could provoke him, then he could also provoke her. With that thought, Mo Baichuan reached out and clipped a large shrimp into Li Xianxian’s bowl.

Seeing the shrimp in her bowl, Li Xianxian was immensely flattered.

She didn’t expect the ice-cold Mo Baichuan would serve her personally.

Indeed, even the proudest man would drop all pretenses when facing the woman he likes.

“Baichuan, thank you.” Li Xianxian looked at Mo Baichuan affectionately.

“You’re welcome.” Mo Baichuan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over Ni Yang.

Li Xianxian noticed a subtle change in Mo Baichuan’s expression, her eyes tightened immediately.

Did he notice that little slut?

Li Xianxian’s grip on her chopsticks tightened.

Of course, not only Li Xianxian felt bad, Zheng Xianjing could have bored holes with how she stared at Ni Yang!