Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 147

o81: Another source of wealth, Ni Dazhu goes to prison_3

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Ni Yang explained, “It was baked in an outdoor bread oven.”

“A bread oven?” Yang Changzheng stood up and asked, “Could I see it?”

“Of course.” Ni Yang nodded.

Seeing Ni Yang nod, Guobao excitedly said, “Dad, I’ll show you! Ni Yang and I built this bread oven together.”

Guobao led Yang Changzheng to the courtyard.

The bread oven was located in the corner of the yard. It wasn’t large and was shaped like a bear’s head. Below it, dry logs were stacked. On the left side of the bear head, two little figures were drawn with the words “Summer 1983, Sister and Guobao” beside them.

The first few words were written boldly, the latter few somewhat childish, yet combined, they were not incongruous but rather endearingly artistic.

“This bread oven was personally made by your sister Ni Yang?” Yang Changzheng asked in disbelief.

Guobao nodded, “Yes! Ni Yang is incredibly talented! Dad, let me tell you, this bread oven is amazing too. It can not only roast chicken but also bake bread and dry fruit!”

Thinking about all the food, Guobao’s eyes sparkled.

Hearing this, Yang Changzheng was full of awe.

Actually, this was not his first encounter with a bread oven. He had seen them during his overseas business trips as bread ovens produce superior results compared to conventional ovens; hence, they are common in foreign households.

However, this was the first time he had seen a bread oven in his own country.

Making a bread oven may seem simple, but it is actually complex and requires professional skills.

He couldn’t imagine how a young girl like Ni Yang managed to build this.

This young girl was far stronger than she appeared on the surface.

Even Yang Changzheng, an adult, felt he couldn’t compare!

So, every time autumn and winter rolled around, Wang Meifeng wouldn’t feel like stepping out, let alone going to work.

“Aunt Wang, please wait a moment.” Ni Yang suddenly stood up and walked toward the house.

Wang Meifeng was puzzled.

In a short while, Ni Yang returned, holding two small white porcelain jars, “Aunt, try these. I made them myself. This one is for washing your face, and this one is for applying.”

The small porcelain containers were originally for storing pills, but Ni Yang couldn’t find suitable containers for her face wash and aloe vera gel, so she improvised using the small jars.

For washing face? Wang Meifeng curiously asked, “Is it face powder?”

In that era, face wash hadn’t been invented yet, but face powder, for instance – one produced by Haidu, a four-in-one face powder – was quite famous.

Wang Meifeng had used it before, but it didn’t work for her.

Ni Yang explained with a smile, “It’s a face wash. You use it just like a face powder, but its effectiveness is superior, especially for your dry skin type.”