Chapter 218 - Chapter 218: 091: Became the favorite in the village, found out about Li Xianxian's background_4

Chapter 218: 091: Became the favorite in the village, found out about Li Xianxian’s background_4

What?

Ni Yang came to ask him for the bill?

This development seems off, doesn’t it?

Could it be that Ni Yang didn’t regret it and came to catch up with him?

Song Beicheng was dumbfounded.

“What’s the matter?” Ni Yang looked at Song Beicheng and continued, “You’re not planning on dining and dashing, are you, Mr. Song?”

A shallow dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her bright peach-blossom eyes, mischievous like a cat’s, caused Song Beicheng to become transfixed.

“Mr. Song?” Ni Yang spoke again.

Song Beicheng finally snapped out of it and took out a large unity note from his pocket, “No need for change.”

Ni Yang fished out some spare change from her pocket and forced it into Song Beicheng’s hand, “Don’t worry, Mr. Song, we are not some kind of black shop.” Song Beicheng looked at Ni Yang, “Ni Yang, you really don’t regret it?”

Ni Yang made a ‘please’ gesture, “Mr. Song, take care.”

Song Beicheng took a step forward, “Ni Yang, I will never give you a second chance, are you sure?”

Ni Yang firmly shut the door.

Through the glass door, Song Beicheng saw her immediately turn around and go into the kitchen, she didn’t even look back at him.

Song Beicheng narrowed his eyes, and through the lens of his glasses, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Is it that there really are people in this world who don’t love money, or was his offer not enough?

Three million, it really wasn’t a small amount!

This girl had shattered the image of other girls he’d known before.

Song Beicheng held the money in his hand, maintaining his usual expression while returning to his car, “Xiaoli, let’s go.”

Without saying anything more, Li Gongcheng naturally didn’t dare to ask any questions.

The car quickly departed from the avenue lined with Chinese parasol trees.

Ni Yang went into the kitchen and told Zhou Qingshang and Wang Jinfang about purchasing the adjacent shop, “Aunt Zhou, Aunt Jinfang, the previous owner left some old furniture and daily necessities behind in the neighboring shop. Go have a look and see if there’s anything you can use. If there is, feel free to take it with you when you head home later.”

Wang Jinfang wiped her hands on her apron, looking a bit embarrassed, “Yangyang, don’t you want them?”

Zhou Qingshang also said, “Yes Yangyang, keep them for yourself.”

Ni Yang laughed and said, “We bought new pots, bowls, and dishes when we moved, so it would be a waste to bring more back. Come on, I’ll take you there.”

At this time, life in the countryside was not easy. Even scraps of old cloth could be put to use, not to mention pots, bowls, and dishes.

Wang Jinfang and Zhou Qingshang happily took several daily necessities they could use.

“This family must have been so rich! They left behind so many good things!”

“Yeah, I see many items are still brand new!”

“People in the city are rich.”

While taking stuff, the two marveled.

Ni Yang saw that besides daily necessities, pots and pans, there were also a lot of unopened stationery and schoolbags. She found two snake skin bags to pack all the schoolbags and stationery.

After she finished cleaning the room, it was time to open for business.

Ni Yang began to get busy again.

When she came home that night, she showed Ni Cuihua the stationery and schoolbags she had brought back.

Ni Cuihua said, “Yangyang, let me pick a nice little schoolbag for Yunyun. Then, give the rest to the other children in the village. It’s a waste to keep them at home.”

Ni Yang smiled and said, “Mom, you’re thinking what I’m thinking.”

Ni Yang called Goudan over, who then called other kids to come. In no time, Ni’s small courtyard was bustling with children.

At that time, the schoolbags that the children used were made by their grandparents or mothers. They were simple designs, made by splicing scraps of cloth into a bag and attaching a strap. As long as they could carry it on their shoulders, it was enough.

Having a backpack like the ones in their textbooks was a dream many children yearned for.

“Wow, this schoolbag is beautiful, just like the ones I saw in the city! Thank you, Sister Ni Yang!”

“Sister Ni Yang, you’re so kind!”

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Ni Yang laughed, “In addition to the schoolbags, Sister Ni Yang also wants to give each of you a pencil box, three pencils, and an eraser. But…”

She paused here, “You have to promise Sister Ni Yang one thing.”

“Sister Ni Yang, tell us..”