Rebirth of a Village Girl

Filial piety is a virtue, but Ni Yang disowned her biological father. Could she be a good girl?

In this era, where males are valued over females, all she had to do was insist that Ni Cuihua was unable to bear a son.

So, if you can’t bear a son yourself, won’t you allow your husband to seek another woman to bear one?

Li Xianxian never gossiped about others, but she was adept at speaking ambiguously, changing the subject and letting others fill in the blanks.

She was a clever woman, so most of the time, things would go the way she envisioned, but today, the person standing before her was Ni Yang.

Could Ni Yang make things go smoothly for Li Xianxian?

Ni Yang replied with a faint smile, “Sister Xianxian, your enlightenment isn’t high enough. The chairman has said that men and women are equal now. Why do you see only boys as the successors in your eyes? Aren’t girls human too?”

“According to your logic, if a woman can’t have a son, the man should go and find other women, wouldn’t that mean that eighty percent of women have to endure their husbands’ infidelity? Moreover, Sister Xianxian, you’re a college student, you should know that giving birth to boys or girls isn’t something a girl can determine, right?”

The last sentence could be said to be every woman’s sentiment.

Because the gender of a child fundamentally doesn’t depend on the woman.

Similarly, this erroneous thought has harmed many people.

Women are like fields, while men are the seeds.

The field only provides nutrients and moisture, and ultimately what crop grows depends on the seed.

At these words, others around started to agree.

“Yes, yes, yes, Yangyang is right.”

“Yangyang has spoken very well!”

“Li Xianxian, being a woman yourself, how can you look down on women so much?”

“…”

Ni Yang’s eyes were filled with laughter, and shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth: “Sister Xianxian, in palatable terms, your thinking is praiseworthy while in reality, it’s being ignorant!”

Hearing the accusing voices around her, the color gradually drained from Li Xianxian’s face. She hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.

Ni Yang was merely an unsophisticated village lass, where did she get all this profound reason?

Li Xianxian also came from the country; she knew too well the conditions there.

Due to lack of transportation and inadequate education.

There the men were prioritized, and ignorance prevailed.

Even Li Xianxian, before reincarnation, was just an ignorant country girl.

How could Ni Yang know such profound principles?

She’s behaving completely uncharacteristic of a village girl, rather like an educated intellectual.

Could Ni Yang have been this impressive when she was eighteen?

Li Xianxian clenched her lips, beads of cold sweat trailed down her spine.

What should she do?

What should she do now?

Lin Pingping, supporting Madam Mo’s arm, had a pleased smile on her face.

She knew that Ni Yang wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

Calm and composed, articulate and clear, this child could tackle big situations. Madam Mo looked at Ni Yang, with satisfaction in her eyes.

Turning her eyes to Li Xianxian, the layer of liking in Madam Mo’s eyes had been replaced by disappointment.

Mo Qishen’s eyes were practically sparkling.

How amazing was his wife?

He liked his wife more and more!

“Yangyang, have some water.” Mo Qishen passed a cup of tea to Ni Yang.

“Thank you, Brother Mo.” Ni Yang took the cup.

This unexpected twist in front of him had completely overturned Mo Baichuan’s opinion of Ni Yang.

Could it be that Ni Yang wasn’t purposely placed by someone near him to get closer to him, he wouldn’t believe it!

A little farmer girl who only graduated from junior high school, having such high enlightenment? Even knowing about gender equality?

In order to get close to him, these people really had racked their brains.

Mo Baichuan’s eyes glinted dangerously as he drank his tea.

Looking at Li Xianxian’s distressed and sweaty appearance, Ni Yang felt incredibly relaxed. She took a sip of tea and then grabbed Li Xianxian’s hand, “Sister Xianxian, the words I just said were only directed at the topic itself, not at you, please don’t be angry.”

Don’t be angry?

What was Ni Yang implying?

A slap and then a sweet date?

But at this moment, Li Xianxian could only balk, swallowing her protest, “Listening to you is better than studying for ten years. Yangyang, you’re absolutely right. How could I possibly be angry?”

Ni Yang gave a small smile, “I knew Sister Xianxian is magnanimous and wouldn’t be mad at me.”