Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 817: 208: The Truth!_2

Talking and talking, Ni Yang’s eyes began to light up as if they were filled to the brim with stars.

"Do you know a lot about food?" Grandpa Du slightly lifted his eyes, meeting a pair of clear, bottomless eyes, then subtly lowered them again.

Ni Yang took another big bite of fish, "It’s okay, just a bit pickier than the average person."

Grandpa Du nodded.

Ni Yang continued, "What about you? I always see you with Buddha Beads, have you seen through the mundane world?"

Grandpa Du smiled faintly, "I’m just a common man. Seeing through the mundane world isn’t so easy."

Ni Yang nodded, "That makes sense. In this vast mundane world, there are wines, meats, and beauties. It’s indeed not easy to see through all that."

"You seem to understand life quite well," Grandpa Du said in a light tone.

Having finished the last bite of the fish, Ni Yang clapped his hands, stood up from the ground, and said, "Let’s head back."

"Okay," responded Grandpa Du, standing up as well.

Ni Yang poured the water from his water bottle over the campfire to extinguish it, and they descended the mountain together.

They walked one after the other.

Ni Yang led the way, and Grandpa Du followed.

As they passed a slippery spot, Ni Yang looked back to remind Grandpa Du, "There’s water here, Mr. Du, be careful."

Grandpa Du lifted his eyes towards Ni Yang.

Somehow, he felt that he was not here to protect Ni Yang...

In fact, the one being protected had always been him.

Right, how could someone who could slaughter chickens, kill fish, fight, and even dare to swallow a snake gall need anyone else’s care?

A faint smile unwittingly appeared on Grandpa Du’s lips.

Soon, they arrived at Old Wang’s house.

The old couple were leaning against the door, looking out. Seeing Ni Yang and Grandpa Du return, they excitedly greeted them, "Yangyang, Grandpa Du, you’re back! Was everything okay last night?"

"All good," Ni Yang replied, grasping Wang Zhoushi’s hand. "Don’t worry, Mistress."

Old Wang looked at Grandpa Du, "It must have been tough for you last night."

This was the Grandpa Du who was respected by everyone within ten miles.

To think that he spent a night on the mountain.

"It’s not worth mentioning," Grandpa Du said slowly.

Old Wang continued, "Grandpa Du, you and Yangyang must not have eaten breakfast yet? There’s porridge and eight-treasure congee in the pot. I’ll serve you some."

"No need, Ni Yang grilled some fish on the mountain," replied Grandpa Du.

Hearing that Grandpa Du had already eaten, Old Wang didn’t insist further.

When they reached the courtyard, Ni Yang put her basket on the ground and said, "Master, Mistress, I didn’t return all of last night. My folks are surely worried. I’ll head back now. Oh, and the medicinal herbs are inside."

"Okay, take care on your way," Old Wang came over.

"Okay," nodded Ni Yang, not forgetting to bring along a bunch of wildflowers she had picked on the mountain.

As they were kept alongside various medicinal herbs, the wildflowers hadn’t withered and were still stunningly vibrant.

Before leaving, Ni Yang didn’t forget to greet Wang Zeqi and Grandpa Du, "Elder Brother, Mr. Du, I’m heading back first."

Grandpa Du nodded slightly, "Be careful on your way."

Wang Zeqi said, "Goodbye, Junior Sister."

Ni Yang looked back and waved at them, "Goodbye."

Ni Yang had come by bike, placing all the wildflowers in the front basket, stepped on the pedals, and like a freed butterfly, she disappeared down the narrow path ahead.

After a while, Grandpa Du and Old Wang said their farewells.

Wang Zeqi said, "Grandpa Du, should I see you off?"

"No need, I can make my way back," Grandpa Du replied, "You rarely get a holiday, spend some quality time with your parents."

"But..." Wang Zeqi looked a bit worried.

"It’s alright," Grandpa Du gestured with his hand.

Wang Zeqi continued, "Then let me walk you to the junction."

This time Grandpa Du didn’t refuse.

The car couldn’t reach the foot of the mountain, so Grandpa Du had to walk to the main road.

When Wang Zeqi returned, Wang Zhoushi said, "Your Grandpa Du truly cares about his subordinates."

Wang Zeqi nodded in agreement, "Yes, our Grandpa Du is very kind."

Old Wang scoffed lightly, "Kind, what kind of kindness? If he was really that kind, he wouldn’t have waited so long to give Zeqi a holiday."

Wang Zhoushi pulling on Wang Zeqi’s sleeve, added, "Don’t listen to your dad. By the way, Zeqi, has Grandpa Du mentioned a wife? If not, introduce him to your second aunt’s cousin."

Every elder has the heart of a matchmaker, always the first to think of keeping good prospects within the community.