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Now that she saw Ni Yang return safely, a big load was finally off Cuihua’s shoulders.

As the mother and daughter entered the living room, they heard Little Ni Yun in the inner room call out sweetly, “Sis!”

A nine-month-old baby couldn’t talk much yet. The only words she could say were ‘Mama’ and ‘Sis’.

Ni Yang was startled and asked in surprise, “Yunyun isn’t asleep yet?”

Ni Cuihua replied with a smile, “She was still sleeping when I got up, she probably just woke up.”

“I’ll go check on Yunyun!” Ni Yang swiftly made her way into the room.

Ni Cuihua went into the kitchen to serve Ni Yang dinner.

In the room, Little Ni Yun, wearing her autumn clothes, had already crawled over the blanket. Seeing Ni Yang come in, she laughed happily, “Sis!”

“Little Yunyun, did you miss sis?” Ni Yang picked up Little Ni Yun.

Little Ni Yun couldn’t talk yet, she just shouted excitedly, “Sis! Sis!”

Ni Yang gave Little Ni Yun’s small face a big kiss.

The temperature was low at night, Ni Yang was afraid that Little Ni Yun would get cold, so she quickly put her back under the blanket, “Yunyun can’t crawl outside the blanket, otherwise sis will spank.”

Little Ni Yun held Ni Yang’s hand, babbling away, who knows what she was saying.

Ni Yang looked at Little Ni Yun’s side profile, the corner of her mouth revealing a slight smile.

In her previous life, she came to the realization too late and let this little sister fall into the jaws of a wolf. This time, she’ll protect her no matter what!

And the three other sisters who got thrown away, she wondered if they were still amongst the living…

For some time, Ni Yang was lost in thought.

At that moment, Ni Cuihua came in with a bowl saying, “Yangyang, stop playing with Yunyun and eat.”

“Hmm.” Ni Yang nodded, standing up to take the bowl from Cuihua’s hands.

The bowl was only half filled with rice, but the meat and vegetables were piled high. There were braised pork, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside roasted chicken leg, and stir-fried mushrooms…

Ni Cuihua said, “Yangyang, Uncle Tieniu brought this rooster this morning while he was working, I said I didn’t want it, but he insisted on leaving it. Quickly taste the chicken your mom roasted and see if it’s good, I roasted it the way you usually do.”

Ni Yang hurriedly picked up the chicken leg and tasted it. The meat was firm, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Oil flowed in her mouth with every bite, “Delicious! Mom, the chicken you roasted is way better than the one I can do!”

Cuihua laughed, “You know how to make your mom happy. How can the chicken I roasted be better than yours!”

“Mom, it’s really very good!”

Cuihua said, “If it’s good, eat more. There’s still some in the pot. I’ll get more for you when you’re done.”

Ni Yang was eating and said with food in her mouth, “I’ll be full after this bowl, I’ll eat the rest tomorrow morning.”

Cuihua said, “You’re full already? Look how thin you are, you could be blown away by the wind. You need to eat more!”

People in the 80s generally idolized being “fat”.

For one, being “fat” displayed a wealthy household, and two, the older generation saw “fat” as a representation of “good fortune”.

There’s a compliment for people that goes like this, “Look at that girl, she’s so fortunate!”

The deeper the fortune, the fatter one is.

Fat girls were very popular.

By the time dinner was done, it was already past midnight. After a quick hot shower, Ni Yang went straight to bed.

She slept well throughout the night.

The next morning, after Ni Yang got ready and opened the courtyard door, she saw Mo Qishen waiting for her on his bike.

“Brother Mo, why are you here so early?”

“I just got here too.” Mo Qishen touched his nose, “Shall we go now?”

In fact, Mo Qishen was so excited the night before that he couldn’t sleep. As soon as dawn broke, he came here, he just didn’t knock on the door.

Ni Yang said, “You must not have eaten breakfast this early, right? I made pan-fried dumplings this morning. I’ll get you some.”

After saying this, Ni Yang turned around to head to the kitchen. Soon, she came back with a food box in hand.

The pan-fried dumplings were filled with sour radish and pork. It was appetizing and refreshing, with the taste of pork bursting in every bite. They were delicious!

Mo Qishen ate more than ten dumplings in one go, “Yangyang, your dumplings are so good! I’ve never had such good dumplings!”

Ni Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, “My mom made these.”

Mo Qishen: “Then our mom is really skilled!”