Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 61: 060: Our house is not a refugee camp_i

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Upon hearing this, Ni Cuihua didn’t take the washerwoman’s words to heart, instead smiling and saying, “You might be mistaken, 1 am Ni Dazhu’s sister.”

The washerwoman didn’t say anything more, looking at Ni Cuihua with a complicated expression.

“Mom, let’s go knock on the door.” Ni Yang looked back towards Ni Cuihua.

“Okay.” Ni Cuihua nodded, following Ni Yang forward.

After the mother and daughter left, the yard began buzzing with discussion.

“What do you think that was all about?”

“Who knows! Liu Juan has always been a deep thinker!”

“I think Ni Dazhu is a coward.”

“Could he behave so scared of his wife if he wasn’t a coward?”

Followed by a round of quiet laughter.

Ni Yang led her mother and sister to the door of room 101 and softly knocked on it.

The door was quickly opened.

“Who is it?” The one who opened the door was a curious-looking girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old, peering at Ni Yang with a smile on her face.

Ni Yang gently smiled, “Cousin Xiangxiang, 1 am Ni Yang.”

Upon hearing this, the smile on Liu Xiangxiang’s face immediately disappeared. Her gaze passed over Ni Yang to focus on Ni Cuihua behind her.

Ni Cuihua immediately greeted her with a beaming smile, “Xiangxiang, I’m your aunt!”

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiangxiang not only failed to greet them, but her face suddenly turned cold. She turned around and walked inside impatiently, shouting, “Mom! There are people looking for you!”

Upon seeing this, the smile on Ni Yang’s face slowly faded.

It seems, her cousin wasn’t particularly welcoming towards them.

Ni Cuihua quickly pulled Ni Yang’s hand, whispering, “Xiangxiang is young and doesn’t understand, don’t mind her, your uncle and aunt will come out in a moment.”

Ni Yang nodded slightly, after all, they hadn’t come all this way just to see this cousin of hers.

“Who is it?” Liu Juan, who was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, asked.

“Don’t know!” Liu Xiangxiang sat down on the sofa to watch TV.

“Didn’t you go and open the door? How can you not know?” Liu Juan wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

While eating sunflower seeds, Liu Xiangxiang said, “Why don’t you go and see for yourself?” She couldn’t be bothered dealing with those poor relatives from the countryside!

Liu Juan walked out with a puzzled expression on her face.

“Sister-in-law! It’s me, Culling!” Seeing Liu Juan coming over, Ni Cuihua immediately greeted her with a smile.

“Aunt.” Ni Yang followed behind politely saying hello.

Liu Juan was stunned for a moment, then finally reacted and smirked, “Oh, it’s you guys! How did you find this place?”

Ni Cuihua said, “I saw my brother on the street, and then asked around until I found this place!”

“Oh.” Liu Juan nodded, and then continued, “Well, since you’re here, come in and sit for a while.”

Ni Yang could tell that Aunt Liu Juan didn’t seem very welcoming either, but Ni Cuihua seemed oblivious, following Liu Juan into the house while exclaiming, “Sister-in-law, your home is really beautifully decorated!”

Rural people will always be rural people, look at her behaving like Liu Lao-Lao visiting the Grand View Garden!

Liu Juan glanced at Ni Cuihua, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, casually remarking, “Oh, it’s nothing, it’s a house allocated by the company, we just casually decorated it.”

Once they entered the room, Liu Juan looked at Liu Xiangxiang who was cracking melon seeds and yelled, “All you do is crack melon seeds! Go quickly and get the sofa cover 1 washed yesterday!”

“Such a bother!” Liu Xiangxiang murmured with dissatisfaction, coldly retreating to get the sofa cover.

Liu Juan turned around and looked at Ni Cuihua and her daughter, smiling, “I’ve been too busy these days, haven’t even had time to cover the sofa with a cover. I’m sorry that you two will have to stand for a while.”

She covers the sofa when guests come?

This Liu Juan is really interesting.

Ni Yang slightly raised her eyebrows, but didn’t say anything. After all, Liu Juan was her elder, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to say something out of turn.

Ni Cuihua laughed and said, “Not at all tired, just standing here for a while is fine. Don’t fuss over me, coming to my brother’s house feels just like being at home.”

Her own home?

Liu Juan scoffed silently in her mind.

Ni Cuihua really didn’t consider herself an outsider.

This was Liu Juan’s house. How was it related to Ni Cuihua in the slightest?

She wondered how they even managed to find this place!

Disgusting.

Liu Xiangxiang took out the sofa cover and handed it to Liu Juan, “Here.”

Liu Juan quickly covered the sofa and then looked up at Ni Cuihua, smiling, “Please, have a seat.”

Ni Cuihua sat down with the child in her arms.

No sooner had Ni Cuihua sat down, Liu Xiangxiang suddenly stood up from the sofa, her eyebrows knitted and her face expressing disgust, “What is this horrible smell? It’s unbearable!”

Liu Juan also covered her nose and hinted in a meaningful tone, “Yes! 1 can smell it, too! How awful! Please open the windows and let some fresh air in.”

Ni Cuihua didn’t react immediately, instead, surprised she said, “There isn’t any smell. I haven’t noticed anything.” She remembered Liu Juan as a gentle and virtuous woman, so she didn’t give it much thought.

When Liu Juan was a “young educated urbanite” sent to work in a small countryside village, she was indeed gentle and virtuous. But now, she was far from the pitiful Liu Juan of those days, no longer feeling the need to suppress her own temperament to please others.

In the words of Feng Shui, fortunes have reversed, and now it’s Ni Dazhu’s turn to try to win her over!

Liu Juan laughed and said, “The smell is awful, perhaps it’s your sense of smell that is off.”

Ni Yang knew perfectly well what Liu Juan and her mother were up to, but kept silent to let Ni Cuihua see their true colors and to prevent her from being deceived in the future.

Having gone through so many things, it was about time Ni Cuihua, as a mother, grew up.

“Really?” Ni Cuihua replied, her eyebrows knitted with doubt.

Liu Juan didn’t answer directly but instead stood up and said, “Let me pour you a cup of tea.”

Ni Cuihua quickly grasped Liu Juan’s hand, “I’m not thirsty, sister-in-law, you don’t have to trouble yourself.”

“Oh.” Liu Juan withdrew her hand with a shudder and sat back down on the sofa.

Pouring a cup of tea was really just a casual, offhand suggestion. She hadn’t actually planned to do it.

Liu Juan looked at Ni Cuihua and asked, “So when did you three arrive in Beijing? Was it just the three of you? Where are the others? Where’s Mu Jinbao? Isn’t there an elderly lady at your home too? Did she come with you?”

Concerning this, Ni Cuihua sighed helplessly, “I’m divorced from Mu Jinbao, so Yingzi decided to bring us to Beijing…”

Ni Cuihua was still speaking when Liu Juan stood up in surprise, “Divorced!?”

“Yes.” Ni Cuihua nodded.

“So you came to Beijing to rely on us because you divorced Mu Jinbao?” Liu Juan was taken aback, staring at Ni Cuihua in shock.

A divorced woman, with two children in tow. Was she planning to freeload off their family?

Oh God!

The mere thought of it made Liu Juan’s scalp crawl. She was now regretting letting them in. She should never have let them step into their house!

What a predicament! Getting rid of them would not be easy!

Ni Cuihua thought that Liu Juan was reprimanding her for not visiting them sooner.

So she quickly explained, “No, sister-in-law, it’s a misunderstanding! We didn’t know you all lived in Beijing, otherwise Yingzi and 1 would have come to visit you earlier. Luckily, 1 bumped into my brother on the street today.”

Come visit earlier?

What did she mean by that?

At this moment, Liu Xiangxiang chimed in from the side mockingly, “Our house is not a refugee camp, you know.”

Liu Juan immediately turned to Liu Xiangxiang, pretending to scold her, “What kind of language is that, young lady?” She then turned back to Ni Cuihua, smiling, “Xiangxiang’s just playing around, don’t take it to heart..”

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