Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 504

Chapter 504: 139: Boss, where is your obsessive cleanliness? You look a lot like Mrs. Zheng when she was young_1

Wu Daming has been following Mo Qishen for such a long time, but he had never seen Mo Qishen so humble before.

Except when he encountered Ni Yang.

Wu Daming picked up his cup and took a sip of tea. His heart was filled with emotions.

Ni Cuihua brought a dish of green apples and sunflower seeds to him. “Xiaowu, here are some apples and seeds for you. Please help yourself.”

“Thank you, Auntie.” Wu Daming immediately put down his tea and expressed his gratitude.

Ni Cuihua continued, “Xiaomo, let Xiaowu have some food. He’s too shy to eat.”

“Sure, Auntie.” Mo Qishen nodded and handed a green apple to Wu Daming.

The moment Ni Yang returned home, she went to her room to check. After staying five days in the hospital, she found her room very tidy and completely dust-free, thanks to Ni Cuihua’s cleaning.

A white June Snow tree peeked in from the window, releasing a light fragrance. Underneath the window lay a desk with a pile of thick books and an old-style military green lamp on the left. Next to it was a pen holder filled with all sorts of blue and black pens and fountain pens.

Next to it was a very large wardrobe with a full-length mirror mounted on the door.

The arrangement was simple but exuding a heartwarming appeal.

“Home is always the most comfortable place,” Ni Yang sighed, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath of the surrounding air.

“Yangyang.” Mo Qishen walked in from the outside, “Do you have any band-aids here?”

Band-aids were introduced to China in the 1940s, but it wasn’t until the 1970s that they really hit the market. As Ni Yang was a doctor, she kept band-aids at home.

“Band-aids?” Ni Yang frowned slightly, “Did someone get hurt?”

“Wu Daming accidentally cut his finger while peeling an apple,” Mo Qishen replied.

“Is everything okay? How deep is the cut?” Ni Yang asked as she opened a first-aid kit.

“It’s fine. A band-aid is all he needs.”

“Brother Mo, here you go.” Ni Yang handed a band-aid to Mo Qishen.

“Just go to sleep.” Ni Yang pressed down his shoulder. She was about to take off his shoes, but Mo Qishen immediately sat up and said, “Yangyang, I said I’d go to sleep. I can take off my shoes myself!”

Mo Qishen said and started taking off his shoes.

Ni Yang pulled up the light cover and placed it on him. “I’m leaving now. I’ll call you for lunch.”

“Okay.” Mo Qishen nodded.

Ni Yang’s bed was different from the imported Simmons-style beds. Her bed was a carved-frame bed with a top and four posts. The bed seemed like a small house. The frame was made of mahogany and was carved with simple patterns, which made it look exceptionally secure.

Underneath the bed sheet was a layer of dry straw. Lying on it felt soft, and a faint sweet scent of straw lingered around, just like the scent on Ni Yang, very pleasant to his nose.

The thought that this was Ni Yang’s bed and the blanket had been used by her excited Mo Qishen. He pulled the blanket over his face and deeply inhaled its scent. He fell asleep without realizing it.

He had a great sleep until Ni Yang woke him up for lunch.

Lunch was splendid, including Braised Pork, Mapo Tofu, Boiled Fish, Cold Noodles, and Tomato and Egg Soup.

Ni Yang’s culinary skills were impressive. Even an ordinary dish like the Braised Pork had an extraordinary taste when she cooked it.