Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 892: 221: She died!_2

Duoduo is, after all, her bird. It would be so embarrassing if Master Du thought, like Mo Baichuan, that she’d used it to deliberately attract his attention...

"Liège is the most human-like and vindictive among birds," said Master Du, his expression indifferent, not taking the matter to heart at all.

Hearing this, Ni Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

People really are different.

Duoduo seemed to understand Master Du’s words, glaring with a pair of shiny, black eyes, and fiercely said, "You little bastard!"

"Shut up," Ni Yang smacked Duoduo lightly, "You’re not allowed to talk like that anymore."

Duoduo flew onto Master Du’s shoulder. "You little bastard!"

Master Du wasn’t angry. Instead, he casually pinched a green caterpillar and handed it to Duoduo.

Across an artificial lake.

The butler, accompanied by a young man, was walking over. Seeing this scene, the young man exclaimed in surprise, "Is that, is that really Master Du feeding the bird?"

At the moment the liège made its outrageous remarks, he thought Master Du would crush it.

Unexpectedly, Master Du fed the liège a caterpillar with a gentle look in his eyes.

It was hard to believe that this was the same Master Du, ruthless and unfeeling, who wouldn’t even spare his own brothers!

When had he ever shown such tenderness?

It’s just too unbelievable!

Could it be that he was hallucinating?

The butler nodded, "You’re not seeing things."

The young man went on to ask, "Who is that young lady?"

"She is Mr. Pei Zhi’s girlfriend, Miss Ni," the butler answered.

The young man nodded and asked uncertainly, "Butler, did the liège just call Master Du a little bastard?"

The butler calmly nodded, "You heard correctly."

The young man swallowed hard. "Whose bird is that liège?"

"Miss Ni’s," said the butler.

The young man stealthily pinched the inside of his thigh.

Ouch!

It really hurt.

He wasn’t dreaming.

The young man hurriedly stopped and said, "Butler Lin, I suddenly remembered I have some matters to deal with. I’ll visit Master Du another day."

After speaking, he left as though fleeing.

He didn’t dare to provoke Master Du at this time.

Butler Lin watched the young man’s retreating figure, shrugged helplessly.

The sun was getting bigger and hotter.

Standing under the shade of trees, Master Du played with the bird in the cage, while Ni Yang sat at the stone table under the pavilion, eating sunflower seeds.

A breeze blew over the artificial lake, causing the lotus flowers and leaves to sway left and right – the beautiful koi fish swam underneath the leaves.

Squinting at the artificial lake, Ni Yang’s long lashes cast a light shadow on her eyelids, as if thinking of something, a faint smile played on her lips.

Just then, Du Jiaojiao came running from a distance.

"Yangyang!" _{𝚗𝚘v𝚙𝚞b.𝚌𝚘m}

"Sister Jiaojiao." Ni Yang stood up and waved to Du Jiaojiao.

Du Jiaojiao ran over and sat on the stone bench, gulping down the tea on the table, "Oh my god! It’s so hot it could kill a person!"

Ni Yang picked up a fan and fanned her, "Actually, today’s temperature isn’t that high, the highest being only 30 degrees. Because you ran over, Sister Jiaojiao, you feel much hotter."

Du Jiaojiao said, "30 degrees isn’t high? In our Shanghai, even the hottest days don’t reach 30 degrees."

In later years, due to exhaust pollution, global warming, and ice melting, there wasn’t much temperature difference between Shanghai and Beijing, and summer would be like a furnace.

But now, it was the 1980s.

The 1980s were a pure era, one with clear-cut seasons and no pollution.

In the 1980s, summers in Shanghai weren’t hot at all – the hottest days could be dealt with just a fan. It wasn’t like in the future, where stepping out of air-conditioned rooms felt like losing half your life.

Ni Yang smiled and said, "I think it’s alright. Sister Jiaojiao, you haven’t been to tropical regions yet. If you went there, you’d definitely question life."

Du Jiaojiao loved to travel, but she only visited developed countries and had never been to tropical regions.

"I heard that summers in F Continent are the hottest, especially in the Sahara Desert where temperatures can reach over 50 degrees. I don’t know how people there survive," Du Jiaojiao said, fanning herself with one hand while pouring tea with the other, "Anyway, I couldn’t stand it."

Then Du Jiaojiao added, "Yangyang, why did you come alone? Where’s Pei Zhi?"

Pei Zhi?

Ni Yang was momentarily stunned before she realized that Du Jiaojiao was referring to Mo Qishen.

"He went to F Country," Ni Yang said.

Du Jiaojiao sighed, "He really is a busy man, always flying around. Yangyang, how can you stand it?"

Ni Yang smiled and said, "Distance makes the heart grow fonder."