Shangguan Lady and Shangguan Dehui also suggested making the recognition.
After all, they were talking about her own flesh and blood, and besides, Ni Cuihua had not intended to abandon Wu Yanyun in the first place.
"Yangyang, what do you think?" Zheng patriarch looked towards Ni Yang.
Though young in age, Ni Yang was not lacking in experience, and her opinion was always sought in major family matters.
Ni Yang said, "Of course we need to recognize her, after all, Yanyun is also a member of our family. But this matter can’t be rushed—it needs to be approached gradually. I’ll first go and gauge godfather’s reaction to see what they say."
Wu Yanyun may be of a gentle disposition, but that doesn’t necessarily mean she could accept this.
After all, there’s a saying: "Some pains are never understood until they happen to oneself."
The person who was abandoned was Wu Yanyun, and the person who was almost sold was also Wu Yanyun.
That core bitterness can only truly be understood by someone who has personally experienced it.
Zheng patriarch nodded, "Yangyang is right."
Ni Yang continued, "Let me handle this matter, you all wait at home for my news."
With that, Ni Yang got up and walked outside.
"Yangyang, where are you going?" Ni Cuihua stood up.
Ni Yang glanced back slightly, "I’m heading to the construction site."
"I’ll go with you," Ni Cuihua’s eyes reddened.
"No need for you to go, it’s not appropriate for you to appear at a time like this," Shangguan Dehui held onto Ni Cuihua’s wrist.
From an outsider’s perspective, after all, Ni Cuihua is the mother, and with the daughter having been abandoned, the mother bears an undeniable responsibility.
Ni Yang nodded, "Dad’s right, I can go by myself."
Ni Yang didn’t go empty-handed; she took a basket of pork lard cakes and two bottles of milk tea along.
Right as she walked out, she saw Mo Qishen riding his bicycle toward her.
"Where are you off to, wife?" Mo Qishen stopped his bike in front of Ni Yang, propping one foot on the ground, his thin lips curved with a faint smile.
Ni Yang nodded, "I think your analysis is very accurate."
Before long, they arrived at the construction site.
Over one month had passed, and the construction site had changed considerably; the brick walls were already two levels high.
Ni Yang and Mo Qishen distributed the pork lard cakes and milk tea to everyone.
In this freezing weather, biting into a soft pork lard cake followed by a sip of warm milk tea warmed the heart and stomach—a most exquisite comfort!
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Mo Qishen knew Ni Yang had something to say to Wu Jinshu, so he took some cigarettes and went to distribute them among the workers.
Ni Yang, with food in hand, found Wu Jinshu.
"Yangyang, you really don’t need to be so polite; we’ve already had our fill at lunch." With Ni Yang being so courteous, Wu Jinshu felt somewhat embarrassed.
These days the Ni Family nearly sent food over every afternoon, but sometimes it was Grandmother Zheng and Patriarch Zheng and Lady Shangguan who came; Ni Yang was busy and couldn’t possibly come everyday.
Ni Yang smiled, "Everyone’s working hard, and the weather’s so cold. Eating something is a good way to warm up." After speaking, Ni Yang added, "Actually, godfather, there’s something else I need to talk to you about."
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