Rebirth of a Village Girl Chapter 1407 - 359: She is a Generation’s Belief [Full Text Complete]_3

Wealth is something one can acquire, and knowledge can be gained through study.

However, how can a person possibly rectify a flawed character?

Shangguan Xi gave a firm nod in agreement. "That is correct. One's lineage and family status are secondary; what truly matters is their moral fiber."

Once the conversation regarding Zhao Yu concluded, the group turned their focus toward Ni Qingzhu. With teasing smiles, they inquired when she intended to seek out a partner.

Ni Qingzhu replied with a gentle laugh, "There is no rush for me. I want to wait until the company reaches its next milestone first." In truth, she felt no sense of urgency, even if she had occasionally fantasized about romance.

To her, the necessity of marriage was non-existent.

She shared the same mindset that Ni Yang once held.

She had no desire to spend her life being dependent upon a man.

This particular year marked the first time Ni Yang celebrated the New Year at her childhood home since her marriage, and it was a first for Shangguan Xi as well.

The entire family was reunited, bringing immense joy to the elders; Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui were beaming with satisfaction.

Following the conclusion of the New Year's Eve feast, everyone moved outdoors to ignite the fireworks.

Both the adults and the children were swept up in a delightful, rowdy celebration.

Goudan and Yang Guobao made an appearance as well.

The two of them had transformed from the troublesome boys who used to scale trees and hunt birds into two bright, handsome young men.

At sixteen or seventeen years old, they were currently in the prime of their youth.

"Goudan, Dabao, here is a sparkler for each of you. Also, these are the red envelopes my mother wanted you to have." Zhao Yu passed the fireworks and the New Year's money to the two boys.

After offering his polite gratitude, Yang Guobao rubbed the back of his neck, speaking with a hint of hesitation. "Duoduo, could you please stop calling me Dabao from now on?"

Zhao Yu let out a playful laugh. "Who was it that cried and pleaded for me to call him Dabao years ago? And who was the one constantly claiming to be the man of the 'dog' generation?"

Yang Guobao: "..." He felt a sudden, strong urge to smack his younger, foolish self.

Goudan gave Yang Guobao a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. "Brother, just accept your fate! Look at me—I didn't even dare to protest."

Zhao Yu then moved on to distribute red envelopes to Yuanyuan.

"Yuanyuan, here is your red envelope."

Yuanyuan performed a respectful bow toward Zhao Yu. "My thanks to you, niece!"

Zhao Yu: "..." Why was she, the niece, the one forced to provide a red envelope to her own aunt?

Life was truly difficult for her!

Mo Qishen had gone to great lengths, spending a fortune to commission a massive, custom firework.

It was so large that it had to be delivered by a truck.

The crowd gathered around the pyrotechnic display, speculating on how magnificent the show would be once it was lit.

With a surge of boldness, Zhao Yu stepped forward to ignite it with a lighter.

The lengthy fuse caught fire and began to hiss.

Everyone scrambled backward to a safe distance, and Mo Qishen quickly reached out to shield Ni Yang’s ears with his palms.

A massive shell launched into the atmosphere with a thunderous roar.

For a fleeting second, the night sky turned pitch black.

Just as the onlookers began to feel confused, the heavens were suddenly illuminated by a cascade of fireworks that fanned out in every direction.

The colors were vibrant and varied, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Before the crowd could even process the shock, another explosion occurred, with the sparks forming a clear sentence in the sky.

"In this lifetime, I only love Yangyang."

"Wow!"

"Look, there are words!"

"It is absolutely stunning!"

The brilliance of the display was mirrored in Ni Yang’s eyes, which sparkled with light.

Mo Qishen pulled her close by the waist, his voice a low murmur in her ear. "Yangyang, I love you!"

"I love you too." Ni Yang rose onto her tiptoes and pressed a tender kiss against his cheek.

She felt incredibly blessed to have found him and fallen in love with him once more in this life.

The dawn of the first day of the Lunar New Year arrived.

Mo Baichuan took Mo Zhiyuan along to visit Ni Chengui’s residence for the holiday greetings.

At this moment, Mo Baichuan appeared to be a completely different individual.

He was far more stable and dignified.

"Dad Chuan!" Yuanyuan beamed with happiness at the sight of Mo Baichuan.

Since Mo Baichuan was Yuanyuan’s biological father, Ni Chengui and Zhou Dawei had agreed to let Yuanyuan acknowledge him as her godfather.

In their daily lives, the two households interacted with the closeness of blood relatives.

Mo Baichuan had embraced this arrangement, ensuring he brought Mo Zhiyuan with him during every major festival.

Meanwhile, Ni Yang and Mo Qishen traveled to the Wang family home to pay their New Year respects.

Though Wang Zeqi and his family had relocated to a modern city residence, the elderly Wang couple preferred their old house nestled by the mountains.

Having spent their entire lives in the mountain air, the two elders found city apartments stifling and unfamiliar.

Despite being well into his seventies, Elder Wang appeared remarkably fit. When Ni Yang’s group arrived, he was in the middle of carrying fresh spring water back to the house.

Mo Qishen pulled the car to a halt and rushed over to take the heavy load from Elder Wang's shoulders.

Elder Wang chuckled heartily. "Xiaomo, what brings you all here so early? Tell me, did Yangyang and the little ones come along?"

"They did. They are waiting in the car."

As the words left his mouth, Ni Yang and Zhao Yu stepped out of the vehicle, accompanied by the children.

"Happy New Year, Master!"

"Wishing you a Happy New Year, Great-grandpa!"

"Happy New Year to you all!" Elder Wang trotted over with a smile. "Now, which great-grandchild is this one?"