Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 133 132 The wedding was held as scheduled

Ni Yan is Mo Qishen's girlfriend.

And he is also going to marry Li Xianxian.

wrong.

Mo Baichuan suddenly remembered that Ni Yan didn't come with Mo Qishen at her last birthday party. Didn't she break up with Mo Qishen?

"Didn't Ni Yan break up with Uncle Six?" Mo Baichuan continued.

"Break up?" Xu Jiao frowned, and then said: "No! Your grandma was still discussing their marriage with your sixth uncle this morning. You are twenty-seven this year, and your sixth uncle is still one year older than you. I guess Come on, they should be soon."

Didn't Ni Yan break up with Mo Qishen?

Is everything just your own guess?

Mo Baichuan's expression darkened, he felt depressed, and suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe.

Xu Jiao continued: "Ni Yan is a very good girl. Both your grandfather and your grandmother are very fond of her. It's just that she was born a bit wrong. I heard that she only graduated from junior high school."

Although Ni Yan is beautiful, her education is too low, and she is also a self-employed noodle seller, which is far behind Li Xianxian.

Although Li Xianxian is an orphan, she is a serious college student. She studied at one of the top universities in China, and she is decent enough to speak out.

But thinking about it on the other hand, Mo Qishen could only be worthy of such a person.

A girl with excellent conditions like Zhao Jingrong would not look down on Mo Qishen at all.

After all, Mo Qishen is just a useless waste.

What kind of girl with good fortune can he marry?

"Although I just graduated from junior high school, I have a lot of thoughts." Mo Baichuan looked confused.

Xu Jiao was stunned, "How do you say that?"

Mo Baichuan said: "She is just a self-employed person. If she doesn't have any thoughts, how can she win the eyes of her grandparents?"

Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo both experienced bullets and bullets when they were young. Ordinary people really couldn't stand them.

Can ordinary people have such means?

Moreover, Mo Baichuan also suspected that the reason why Ni Yan was unwilling to break up with Mo Qishen must have an ulterior motive.

Xu Jiao said: "That kid Ni Yan does seem quite lovable, and she also saved Xiaodie. It's normal for your grandparents to like her."

Apart from the difference in status, Ni Yan has no other shortcomings in Xu Jiao's eyes.

Mo Baichuan looked confused and began to write on the invitation.

After writing an invitation, Mo Baichuan took the coat hanging on the hanger and started to walk out the door.

"Baichuan, where are you going?" Xu Jiao followed behind and asked.

"Send the invitation." Mo Baichuan replied.

"Who do you want to give it to?" Xu Jiao continued: "This kid, how can anyone send invitations one by one? They should all be written and sent together."

Mo Baichuan didn't answer, and disappeared outside the door.

After a while, the sound of a car engine came from outside.

Mo Baichuan drove all the way to Jinghua Village.

Because the dirt road was inconvenient, he parked his car at the entrance of the village and walked to the Ni family courtyard.

The courtyard door is ajar.

Through the blooming cannas, a graceful figure can be vaguely seen.

She was wearing a pair of cotton black shorts, revealing her long slender white legs, and a pure white tank top on her upper body.

Wearing a pair of flip-flops on her feet, she was standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree feeding the birds and bugs. Due to her movements, her slender waist was exposed when she stepped on her feet.

Extremely eye-catching.

Looking from Mo Baichuan's point of view, she could just see her profile, and her long and thick eyelashes left a light shadow on the bridge of her nose.

Why are you dressed like this in broad daylight?

Could it be that he knew he was coming, so he dressed like this on purpose?

Is this what a good woman should wear?

Mo Baichuan frowned slightly, took a step back, and reached out to knock on the door.

"The door is not closed, just come in." Ni Yan's voice came from inside.

Mo Baichuan pushed the door open and went in.

When he saw that the person coming was Mo Baichuan, Ni Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to send you an invitation." Mo Baichuan handed the bright red invitation to Ni Yan.

Ni Yan reached out and took it, "Congratulations, I hugged this beauty home."

No matter how Mo Baichuan heard it, he felt that there was a bit of sourness in this sentence.

That's right, he is about to marry Li Xianxian, and Ni Yan must feel very uncomfortable at this time!

Mo Baichuan narrowed his eyes and continued: "The wedding is scheduled for the 18th. If you sincerely come to the wedding, I will welcome you very much, but if you come with other purposes, then don't blame me for being rude. "

Mo Baichuan came here just to beat up Ni Yan.

He was worried that Ni Yan would ruin his wedding with Li Xianxian.

Li Xianxian is already pregnant with a child, and Mo Baichuan doesn't want her to suffer any other grievances.

How long has it been since this happened? Mo Baichuan is still so narcissistic...

Didn't she make it clear last time?

Ni Yan was speechless.

At the same time, Ni Yan was also thankful that she had handed this matter over to Zheng Wenjing. If she had personally dealt with Li Xianxian, Mo Baichuan might not know what the misunderstanding would be like!

"Eldest nephew, I advise you to look in the mirror more often and be less narcissistic."

Ni Yan's tone was clear, and there was no trace of sadness in his eyebrows.

Mo Baichuan frowned slightly. If Ni Yan was pretending to be like this, then her skills were too powerful, right?

Was he wrong from the beginning?

Or is she just pretending now?

At this moment, footsteps were heard again outside the yard.

Ni Yan raised his eyes, his eyes were full of stars, and he immediately greeted him, "Brother Mo."

"Yanyan." Mo Qishen reached out and held Ni Yan's hand, frowning slightly and said, "Why are you dressed so coolly?"

As he spoke, he naturally took off his white shirt and put it on Ni Yan.

The pure white men's shirt, worn on Ni Yan, was just as long as his shorts, giving him the impression that a child had slipped through an adult's clothes.

Mo Qishen lowered his head and buttoned his shirt one by one.

Ni Yan's outfit was very common in later generations, and it was not unusual even on the streets in the 1980s.

I didn't expect Mo Qishen to be so old-fashioned...

"Brother Mo, are you okay?" Ni Yan lowered his eyes slightly.

"There's still one last piece left." Mo Qishen replied without looking up.

This scene is a bit jarring.

Mo Baichuan frowned slightly, walked over and said, "Uncle Six."

Mo Qishen nodded slightly, with no trace of happiness or anger in his brows, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to send an invitation to the future sixth aunt." Mo Baichuan answered.

"Did the invitation arrive?"

"Delivered."

Mo Qishen looked at Mo Baichuan, his thin lips parted slightly, "Since it has been delivered, why don't you leave yet? Do you want to stay at your sixth aunt's house for the New Year?"

Just the thought of Mo Baichuan seeing his wife's long legs and slim waist made Mo Qishen feel very unhappy!

His wife is his, and he can only see it if he wants to!

A somewhat embarrassed look flashed across Mo Baichuan's face, and he continued: "Uncle Six, I'll go back first."

"Go back." Mo Qishen said, "Your sixth aunt and I still have things to do."

Mo Baichuan's eyes faintly passed over Ni Yan, then turned and walked out the door.

As soon as he turned around, his face was covered with dark clouds.

Ni Yan ignored Mo Baichuan and walked into the house with Mo Qishen, "Brother Mo, let's go in, it's a bit hot outside."

Since Mo Qishen entered the room, his face was tense, his thin lips almost pursed into a line, and he didn't say a word.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?" Ni Yan brought a bowl of red bean and taro balls, "Try and see if the taro balls I made are delicious."

Mo Qishen said nothing.

"Brother Mo?" Ni Yan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"If you don't say anything, I'll go out and wash my hair first." After saying that, Ni Yan turned around and walked out the door.

At this moment, her wrist was pulled by someone, and a sudden force hit her. As the world spun, she sat on Mo Qishen's lap.

Mo Qishen clasped her waist with both hands, put his chin in the crook of her neck, and said sullenly: "Yanyan, I'm angry."

"Ah?" Ni Yan was stunned for a moment.

"Quickly coax me." Mo Qishen felt aggrieved like a five-year-old child.

Ni Yan chuckled, turned to look at Mo Qishen, and held his face with both hands, "Are you childish?"

"I'm really angry!"

Ni Yan smiled and said, "Then I'll make delicious food for you tonight, so don't be angry, okay?"

"not good."

"Then I apologize to you. I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Not good." Mo Qishen shook his head, "I'm still very angry!"

Mo Qishen looked at Ni Yan with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Yanyan, I'm still very angry!"

Ni Yan grimaced, "Mo Qishen, you're almost done!"

Mo Qishen also wanted Ni Yan to kiss him again, "I'm really angry!"

Ni Yan stopped coddling him and turned around and walked out the door.

Mo Qishen sat on the chair like an old man, waiting for Ni Yan to coax him.

One minute, two minutes, and three minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Now Mo Qishen couldn't sit still, and turned to look out the door.

Ni Yan is holding a watering can to water the flowers and plants in the yard.

Mo Qishen ran over in a hurry, "Yanyan?"

Ni Yan said nothing.

Mo Qishen continued: "Daughter-in-law?"

Ni Yan still ignored him.

Mo Qishen continued: "Daughter-in-law, I was wrong. I shouldn't have pushed too far. Please don't ignore me, okay?"

"Daughter-in-law, let me help you water the water." Mo Qishen took the watering can from Ni Yan's hand.

"Daughter-in-law, would you please smile? I'm afraid of you..." Mo Qishen was really a little panicked and a little scared.

"Do you dare to be embarrassed next time?" Ni Yan reached out and grabbed his ears.

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore!" Mo Qishen shook his head repeatedly, "I promise that I will listen to the leader in the future. If the leader says one thing, it will be one, and if the leader says two, it will be two!"

Ni Yan curled her lips slightly, with a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth, then turned and walked into the house.

Mo Qishen didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he could only concentrate on watering the flowers.

After a while, Ni Yan walked out of the room.

She put on a retro cardigan and a pair of black wide-leg pants.

It is retro yet elegant, and elegant yet also has a touch of playfulness.

"This is for you." Ni Yan returned the white shirt to Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen said: "Yanyan, why don't you wear it anymore?"

Ni Yan said: "You wear it. What does it look like shirtless?"

Although Mo Qishen has a good figure, with abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, this was in the 1980s after all, and if people saw Mo Qishen like this, it would not be good news.

Only then did Mo Qishen realize that he was not wearing a shirt, so he immediately put on a white shirt, not forgetting to flatter him, "My wife, you are so considerate!"

Why is his wife so nice?

"Glib tongue." Ni Yan smiled faintly.

Although he knew that Mo Qishen was being glib, Ni Yan fell in love with this trick every time.

Seeing Ni Yan smiling, Mo Qishen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

…

Zheng Wenjing returned home and told Zheng Lingling about Zhou Tianbao's request.

Hearing this, Zheng Lingling frowned and said, "Ten thousand yuan? If we help him, we still need to pay him ten thousand yuan?"

Zheng Lingling had spent a lot of effort on the 30,000 yuan a few days ago. Where could she get the remaining 10,000 yuan?

Zheng Wenjing sighed, "Who makes Li Xianxian so capable? She has abandoned her husband and son, and Zhou Tianbao still protects her so much!"

"Xianjing, how about you give me some money at the beginning of next month?"

The beginning of the month is the day for giving out pocket money, and now Zheng Lingling doesn't have even half a cent left.

"No!" Zheng Wenjing said: "By the beginning of next month, that bitch Li Xianxian will marry Mo Baichuan!"

"When is the Mo family's wedding scheduled?" Zheng Lingling then asked.

"It's the 18th of this month." Zheng Wenjing replied.

"So fast!" Zheng Lingling narrowed her eyes.

Zheng Wenjing said: "If it's a little later, will Li Xianxian's stomach be able to wait?"

Zheng Lingling nodded in agreement, "You are right, Wen Jing." After finishing her words, Zheng Lingling continued: "So, Wen Jing, do you want to be at the wedding...?"

Zheng Wenjing nodded, "Of course the bigger the fuss about this kind of thing, the better."

Li Xianxian has been proud in front of her for so long, it's time for him to suffer some pain!

She wanted Li Xianxian to lose face in front of everyone and never be able to hold his head up again.

Moreover, Li Xianxian is pregnant with a child after all. If this matter does not become a big deal, what if the Mo family chooses to settle the matter for the sake of the child?

Zheng Wenjing couldn't afford to take such a risk.

Zheng Lingling said: "Well, Mom also has a set of jewelry that she doesn't like very much, which can be exchanged for about 10,000 yuan."

"Thank you, Mom!" Zheng Wenjing's eyes lit up, and she continued: "By the way, Mom, where did you get the 30,000 yuan last time?"

"borrowed."

"Who did you borrow it from?"

Zheng Lingling continued: "You don't know a poker friend."

"Oh." Zheng Wenjing nodded.

Zheng Lingling got up and walked to the road, "Xianjing, please wait here while I go upstairs to get the jewelry."

This is a very ordinary platinum and diamond necklace. It cost more than 20,000 yuan when I bought it. It is more than enough to exchange it for 10,000 yuan.

Zheng Wenjing took the jewelry, "Then I'll change it now!"

Mo Qishen stayed at Ni Yan's place for dinner before arriving home at around seven o'clock in the evening.

When he arrived home, Mo Baichuan was writing couplets on the table in the living room.

"Big nephew." Mo Qishen walked up to Mo Baichuan.

"Is something wrong, Uncle Six?" Mo Baichuan stopped writing.

Mo Qishen continued:

"Eldest nephew, I hope you are considering your marriage to Li Xianxian. Li Xianxian is not as simple as you think."

No matter what, Mo Baichuan is the only child in his brother's family and the eldest grandson of the Mo family.

Mo Qishen couldn't bear to watch Mo Baichuan fall into the mud.

"Ni Yan asked you to say these words?" Mo Baichuan looked at Mo Qishen with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

No wonder Ni Yan refused to break up with Mo Qishen.

So that was the idea!

Mo Qishen frowned slightly, "This matter has nothing to do with your sixth aunt."

Mo Baichuan continued: "Uncle Six, you know whether it matters or not. Li Xianxian is already pregnant with my child. No matter what you say, I will be with Li Xianxian."

From Mo Baichuan's words, Mo Qishen could analyze that his eldest nephew was hopeless.

It is indeed as Ni Yan said, narcissistic to a terrifying degree.

Mo Qishen said bluntly: "Li Xianxian got pregnant just once. My eldest nephew, don't let others talk to you after being cheated on."

After all, he is his eldest nephew, so he still has to say what should be said.

"Uncle Six!" Mo Baichuan looked stern, "The more you talk, the more outrageous you become! I believe in Li Xianxian's character!"

Waste is waste, even the words you say are irrelevant!

Li Xianxian gave him his first time, how could he fall in love with him?

Moreover, Li Xianxian is not that kind of person.

Mo Qishen's words are really too much!

Not only did it damage Li Xianxian's reputation, but it also indirectly insulted his dignity!

"That's what I said. It's up to you whether you listen or not." Mo Qishen stopped talking nonsense to him.

Mo Baichuan looked at Mo Qishen and then said, "Is this what Ni Yan asked you to tell me?"

You don’t need to think about it to know that these words must have been told by Ni Yan to Mo Qishen!

She thought of using Mo Qishen to ruin his wedding with Li Xianxian.

Even if Ni Yan told him, Mo Qishen should think about whether he could say this to others!

Mo Qishen said helplessly: "My nephew, paranoia is a disease and it needs to be cured!"

Mo Baichuan said: "Sixth Uncle, don't be regarded as a weapon and don't know it."

Mo Qishen stopped talking nonsense to him and continued: "Then I wish you and Miss Li Xianxian a long life together and a happy marriage for a hundred years."

After saying that, Mo Qishen turned around and walked upstairs.

Mo Baichuan continued to write invitations.

The next day, Zheng Wenjing delivered the cash to Zhou Tianbao's house on time and explained some details to Zhou Tianbao.

Zhou Tianbao said: "Miss Zheng, please don't worry, since I have accepted your money, I will definitely satisfy you."

"Remember what you said." Zheng Wenjing squinted her eyes, "If you dare to play any tricks, I will make you miserable!"

After some beatings, Zheng Wenjing left Wencheng Road.

Ten days passed by in a flash.

In a blink of an eye, the wedding day of Mo Baichuan and Li Xianxian arrived.

The wedding was held at the Mo family's old house.

Countless wealthy nobles in the capital came to congratulate him in person.

Li Xianxian sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror with exquisite makeup, a look of pride appeared in her eyes.

She has finally waited for this day!

From then on, she was the aloof Mrs. Mog, the envy of everyone in the capital.

"Ms. Li, it's time to change into your wedding dress." The makeup artist brought an imported wedding dress.

Not many people wear wedding dresses in this era, and even country people have never seen them before. Looking at the extremely gorgeous wedding dresses, Li Xianxian suddenly thought of the previous wedding.

Six years ago, when she was also pregnant and married to Zhou Tianbao, she didn't even have a decent red coat, let alone a wedding dress.

Six years later, she finally became the happiest bride in the world through her own efforts!

It all feels like a dream.

"Miss Li?" Seeing that she was a little lost in thought, the makeup artist reminded her.

"Okay, I'll change it right away." Li Xianxian reacted and reached out to take the wedding dress.

The makeup artist followed behind Li Xianxian.

Li Xianxian said: "I can change alone, there is no need to follow."

The makeup artist said: "How can this be done? Madam and the old lady specially told me not to let you make any mistakes."

There is no lack of envy in the makeup artist's eyes.

I heard that this Miss Li is just an orphan.

I didn't expect that an orphan would be so lucky to join the Mo family.

From then on, she was a real rich lady, but ordinary people were different.

Li Xianxian enjoyed the envy in the makeup artist's eyes, so she didn't say anything more and let the makeup artist follow her into the changing room.

As soon as she changed into her wedding dress, the servant walked in from outside the door and said, "Ms. Li, there is someone looking for you outside."