Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 129: 078: Abused to the point where not even dregs are left! _6

Her transformation involved not just her clothes, but also her manners and deportitude.

If not told otherwise, no one would have guessed that just over three months ago, she was an illiterate rural woman.

The location where Ni Yang bought her shop was excellent, located in a bustling urban area, surrounded by schools, libraries, and a community… For a moment, Ni Yang seemed to glimpse through the present and into the future’s prosperity.

Although her current shop only cost her 25,100 yuan, in two to three years, its price would definitely shoot up by ten, a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times more.

Therefore, she had to take advantage of the present, when housing prices have yet to rise, and buy several more properties to keep!

If one day she doesn’t want to do business anymore, she can just sit at home and collect rent.

By then, she’d probably tire out from collecting all the rent.

Ni Yang took out the key and opened the door to the shop.

Inside the shop was bare, without any decorations. It was over fifty square meters, excluding the kitchen and bathroom.

Ni Yang roughly calculated and noted that if she put normal two-person tables inside, she could fit at least twenty.

Ni Cuihua, holding her child, stood in the middle of the shop and incredulously said, “Yangyang, is this shop really ours now?”

The echo of her voice bounced around the empty shop.

Ni Yang nodded, “Of course it’s ours! Look, this is the property deed!”

Ni Cuihua took the deed, her excited eyes reddening.

She was not dreaming.

She really wasn’t dreaming!

“Don’t cry, Mom,” Ni Yang reached out to wipe the tear stains on Ni Cuihua’s face. “Our good days are just beginning.”

Ni Yang’s career was also just starting!

The bright future was still ahead.

“Hmm.” Ni Cuihua nodded.

To celebrate the purchase of the shop, Ni Yang took Ni Cuihua to the Vegetable Market to buy more ingredients for a delicious dinner.

The Mediterranean vendor who sold beef and lamb already recognized Ni Yang, “Xiaoni, what would you like today?”

Ni Yang smiled and said, “The usual.”

“Alright then.” The Mediterranean vendor quickly weighed the meat then asked, “Xiaoni, is this woman your mother?”

“Yes.” Ni Yang nodded.

The Mediterranean vendor was inwardly amazed. No wonder Ni Yang was so beautiful, her mother wasn’t an ordinary person.

From her clothes and demeanor, she was definitely from a well-educated background.

As it was now autumn, Ni Yang decided to take Ni Cuihua to the mall after leaving the Vegetable Market, planning to buy some clothes for autumn and winter.

Unlike their first trip, because both mother and daughter were now impeccably dressed, the salespeople were much more enthusiastic and flocked around them.

Again, this made Ni Cuihua realize the importance of money and status.

“Yangyang, hold your sister for a moment. I need to use the restroom.” Ni Cuihua handed the child to Ni Yang.

Ni Yang smiled and said, “Mom, let me accompany you.”

Ni Cuihua declined, “No need, I’m not a child. I can go on my own.”

She was no longer the timid, illiterate, and weak Ni Cuihua from before.

Knowing that her mother’s transformation over this period of time was quite apparent, Ni Yang wasn’t worried, “Then go ahead, I’ll wait for you here.” “Cough,cough,cough!”

Just as she came out of the restroom, Ni Cuihua heard a severe coughing sound.

Ni Cuihua looked to the side and saw an elderly woman crouched by a trash can, coughing painfully.

The old woman was coughing so hard her eyes turned red, her face pale, looking like she could faint at any moment.

“Madam, are you alright?” Ni Cuihua, who had never experienced maternal love as a child, couldn’t bear to see the elderly woman alone and in distress, so she asked.

Between coughs, the old woman said, “I’m…I’m fine…”

She didn’t know what was wrong. Despite taking medication, her coughing had only worsened recently.

Ni Cuihua helped the old woman up, “Let me help you sit over there for a bit?”

“Thank you, young lady.” As the elderly woman turned to look at Ni Cuihua, her pupils constricted, her grip on Ni Cuihua’s hand unconsciously tightened significantly.

Was she…seeing things?

“Child,” suppressing her cough, the old woman asked with a trembling voice, “where are you from?”

Ni Cuihua smiled and said, “My family is from Yanjing City.”

Yanjing.

Yanjing and Guangguan are thousands of kilometers apart..