Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 33

A LITTLE GIRL WHO SELLS NOODLES

Ni Yang was setting up the tables and chairs as she said, “Uncle Li, surely you aren’t a fortune teller, your predictions are so accurate.”

The Shop Owner thought Ni Yang was bluffing again, and replied, “Yangyang, there’s no need for a girl to work so hard you know, I advise you once again, read more books…”

Before the Shop Owner finished his sentence, a scholarly-looking young man walked out from inside the store, saying, “Dad, have you seen the new pen I just bought?”

Only after he finish speaking, the young man noticed Ni Yang, arranging the chairs and tables.

Ni Yang was facing away from him, and all he could see was her delicate silhouette.

There were many customers coming and going every day and the young man didn’t pay any special attention to Ni Yang. However, after hearing his father’s words, he felt a bit curious about this girl. She didn’t seem very old, had she already dropped out of school?

As his father said, what future could there be without a education?

“Your new pen?” The Shop Owner frowned slightly, “Let me go and find it for you.”

The son was nineteen years old, his name was Li Wei.

He is currently in his senior year of high school, his grades are excellent, he is a leader in his class, handsome, doesn’t give his parents any cause for worry. Therefore, the Shop Owner dotes on his son and caters to his every need.

At this moment, Ni Yang had finished arranging the chairs and tables. She smiled and looked back saying, “Uncle Li, I’ve arranged the tables, I’ll go back now.”

Her pair of clear peach blossom-like eyes collided with the young man’s gaze.

In that instant, ripples stirred his heart.

Li Wei didn’t expect that the ordinary dressed girl in front of him, would in fact, have such an astounding beauty.

She was truly a beauty that could overturn a nation. He had never seen someone so beautiful.

Beauty is admired no matter what era it exists in.

As Li Wei gazed at her, he was in a stunned silence for a moment before he managed to regain his composure.

By this time, Ni Yang had already ridden away on her bicycle.

“Dad, who was that just now?” The young man walked into the house and asked.

The Shop Owner, Li Dongliang, while busy searching for his beloved son’s pen, responded casually, “Oh, she’s just a little girl who sells noodles, I believe her name is Ni Yang. The little girl is young, but quite vain. Xiaowei, we must be down-to-earth in life, study hard, and secure a good future. Unlike that girl, Ni Yang, who has thrown herself into society at such a young age, can’t even read properly, who knows what will become of her in the future! Her family should have guided her better, it’s a pity to let such a good seedling go to waste.”

Li Dongliang’s voice was full of regret.

Li Wei frowned slightly, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. He thought that Ni Yang seemed to be a person with a story, not as despicable as his father had described.