Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 20

SETTLE IN BEIJING

Seeing her mother like this, Ni Yang chuckled and said, "When I start making money in the future, I'll definitely buy you a television."

In this era, a black and white television costs around 500 yuan. Right now, her purse was thin, so she couldn't afford it yet.

Ni Cuihua immediately waved her hand, "We don't need that! It's too much of a waste of money! Yangyang, if we have money, I would rather send you to school than buy this useless thing. It can neither fill your belly nor keep you warm. What's the use?" Studying was the only chance for a rural person to rise above the masses.

Ni Yang smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Ni Cuihua continued, "You quickly teach me how to turn on this television."

Ni Yang taught Ni Cuihua to switch on the television and change the channels. At this time, televisions didn't have remotes and all the buttons had to be manually pressed.

Although Ni Cuihua had never been to school, she was very smart. Ni Yang taught her only once and she got it.

That night, Ni Cuihua sat on the bed and watched TV until late. Ni Yang, on the other hand, went to sleep early.

The next day, just as the sky was lightening, Ni Chenggui, who lived next door, came knocking at the door.

"Yangyang, I'll take you all out for a special Beijing breakfast. We can set off after eating."

Ni Chenggui was still dressed stylishly today. Compared to Ni Cuihua and her daughter, they were worlds apart.

However, even though Ni Yang was dressed shabbily, standing in front of Ni Chenggui, she did not seem inferior at all.

Usually, clothes make the man, but in her case, it was just the opposite. Even in ragged clothes, the aura around her was not obscured.

The four of them set off to have breakfast.

At this time, Beijing still wasn't as prosperous as it became later, and the management wasn't as strict either. Many places were still undeveloped, and both sides of the road were lined with vendors selling breakfast. It was very lively.

For breakfast, they had fried cakes and soybean milk, which tasted very authentic.

After breakfast, the three adults and one child got on the trackless trolley and set off for Ni Chenggui's home in the suburbs.

The trackless trolley was similar to the modern-day bus, offering scheduled station stops.

Although the traffic in Beijing at this time wasn't congested, the buses were still filled with people, almost standing toe-to-toe.

After changing buses several times and travelling for nearly two hours, they finally reached Ni Chenggui's home.

The place was located on the northwestern edge of Beijing, bordered by Yanjiao Province in the west and Wujin City in the east. Transportation was convenient and it only took half an hour to get to the city by trolley.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the city, this area was not much different from the countryside, except for its convenient transportation.

Surrounded by mountains on all sides, people supported themselves by farming.

"Yangyang, Yangyang's mother, this is my home," Ni Chenggui pointed to the four-courtyard house behind him.

The four-courtyard house seemed quite old, with pink walls and grey tiles, and looked very quaint.