Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 598

Chapter 598: 172: The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky, the person before your eyes is the person in your heart_3

“Oh,” Little Ni Yun nodded sensibly, “Then, fufu, let’s play later!”

Shangguan Dehui grinned, “Alright, uncle will take you to play later!”

“Mhm.”

Zhou Danni turned to Shangguan Dehui, “Then, thank you in advance, Mr. Shangguan.”

Indeed, it had been quite some time since they had a family outing. They could take this opportunity to bring the children to play by the river.

Moreover, it would afford Shangguan Dehui and Ni Cuihua some time alone.

She noticed that Shangguan Dehui appeared to be rather interested in Ni Cuihua…

Zhou Danni and Old Zhao led the children out the door.

Little Ni Yun, being small, had small steps as well. Therefore, Zhou Danni picked her up. “Little Yunyun, do you want a father?”

“Yes!” Little Ni Yun bobbed her head.

Zhou Danni continued to ask, “Who would Little Ni Yun want to be your father?”

This question was quite profound for Little Ni Yun. She didn’t quite understand, shaking her head.

Zhou Danni turned her head towards Old Zhao, “Do you think Daya is a good fit with Mr. Shangguan?”

Old Zhao scratched his head, “They do seem quite suited for each other, but wouldn’t a family like theirs place a lot of importance to their social standing?” Old Zhao was an honest man, and his take on issues was fairly in-depth.

Ni Cuihua indeed had good prospects.

But the fact that she was a sole proprietor was something that no one could change.

Old Zhao, being a sole proprietor himself, knew all too well the disdain people had for sole proprietors.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Danni sighed. She then added, “So what if she’s a sole proprietor? She hasn’t stolen or robbed anything! If Shangguan Dehui ever dares to belittle Daya, I’ll cut him down with a knife!”

…

Shangguan Dehui rolled up his sleeves and arrived at the kitchen, “Comrade Daya, can I assist you with anything?”

Ni Cuihua laughed and replied, “There’s no need, I can handle it myself.” From Shangguan Dehui’s appearance, it was clear he wasn’t accustomed to kitchen work. He was probably just being polite.

In those days, the notion of male superiority had not completely vanished. So far, Ni Cuihua only knew one man, Mo Qishen, who was genuinely willing to cook.

Therefore, Mo Qishen had always been her ideal son-in-law.

Ni Cuihua paused while washing the vegetables, “It, it was alright.” _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}