Rebirth of a Village Girl Chapter 1411 - 359: She is the faith of a generation [Full Text Complete] _7

Furthermore, her past encounters had taught her a vital lesson: jealous men were best avoided at all costs.

If not...

The fallout could be disastrous!

Suddenly, Ni Yang recalled a pressing matter and spoke up, "Brother Mo, it is vaccination day today. You should prepare to take the children for their shots."

"Understood." Mo Qishen gave a firm nod before shifting his gaze toward the three little ones. "Stand right there and do not move!"

The three children immediately froze in place.

Before long, the family arrived at the hospital.

The moment the car door swung open, Mo Ziyin began to protest, "Mom, I don't want to get a needle!"

"I don't want one either!" Mo Zi’an cried out, gripping Ni Yang’s leg tightly, refusing to step out of the vehicle.

Having been raised with the mindset that an elder brother must lead by example, Mo Ziyao puffed out his chest. "It is just a small shot; it doesn't hurt a bit! It feels like nothing more than an ant bite. Why are you two being so cowardly?"

"Ziyao, you are so brave! Mommy is going to give you a candy as a reward!" Ni Yang praised her eldest son, handing him a treat.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyin and Mo Zi’an let go of Ni Yang’s leg instantly. "Mommy, we are brave too!"

Ni Yang gave each of them a candy in return.

Inside the vaccination hall, a lengthy queue had already formed.

Mo Qishen chose to wait in line with the children, as he didn't want them to grow up expecting special treatment.

Since children naturally fear needles, the entire hall echoed with the sounds of wailing and crying.

Mo Zi’an and Mo Ziyin felt incredibly intimidated. They kept craning their necks to peek ahead, filled with a mix of curiosity and fear of the impending pain.

Mo Ziyao took the initiative to roll up his sleeve. "Getting a needle is painless! Truly! I am not scared at all!"

"Big brother, you are incredible!" Mo Zi’an and Mo Ziyin looked at Mo Ziyao with eyes full of admiration.

Mo Ziyao raised his chin with pride. "Naturally! If I weren't, how could I be your brother?"

It was soon their turn.

Mo Ziyao walked forward with courage and climbed onto the small chair. "Nurse sister, could you please give me my shot first?"

"Of course, little guy!" The nurse smiled, pleasantly surprised to see a child volunteering. "What is your name, little one?"

"My name is Mo Ziyao," he replied, before adding, "Nurse sister, shots don't hurt at all, do they?"

"That is correct." The nurse nodded as she began disinfecting his arm with a swab.

Mo Ziyao’s nerves began to spike, his heart racing as he whispered to himself, "It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt! I am the big brother, so I have no fear! It is just a needle! I am the most courageous!"

However, the moment the needle pierced his skin, Mo Ziyao’s face twisted!

Wasn't it supposed to be painless?

Why did it sting so much?

With tears welling in his eyes, little Mo Ziyao choked out, "It... it doesn't hurt. Not at all. I can't cry. An elder brother cannot cry! I have to set a good example for my brothers!"

Ni Yang felt a pang of sympathy. As soon as the nurse withdrew the needle, she knelt down and pulled Mo Ziyao into a tight embrace. "There, there, Mommy has you!"

Wiping away his tears, little Mo Ziyao asked, "Mommy, it didn't hurt. Am I a good big brother?"

"Yes! Our Ziyao is the most courageous and best big brother in the whole world!"

The year was 1995.

Bingji Yufu had successfully penetrated the Western markets, making its mark on the global stage as the premier Chinese skincare brand!

The Noodle Restaurant and NY Milk Tea had also expanded to every province in China.

Meanwhile, Jinghua Village had completed its third massive skincare production facility.

During this time, Jinghua Village was honored as a model community and recognized as the top village in Beijing!

In an era where the economy was still developing, the residents of Jinghua Village lived envious lives, with every household owning a vehicle and employing domestic help.

Outsiders were filled with envy, desperately trying to find ways for their children to marry into the families of Jinghua Village.

Ni Yang’s name had become a legend—a symbol of hope for an entire generation!

That same year, the respected Elders of the village met and decided to officially record Ni Yang’s name into the family genealogy:

In the summer of the Guihai year, Ni Yang of Haicheng arrived in Beijing at seventeen with her mother and sister.

We were fortunate she chose to reside in our Jinghua Village!

Starting with nothing, she worked from dawn until the stars appeared, laboring without rest to build a legacy of success.

She constructed our bridges, paved our roads, and performed endless acts of charity, guiding us toward great wealth.

Without her presence, the 'Number One Village of Beijing' would not exist.

Her grace and kindness are beyond words.

Our descendants must cherish her memory and never forget her, engraving her name upon their hearts!

Yihai year, Guiwei month, Renzi day.

...

Back at home, Mo Qishen was gathered around the television with his kids.

Mo Zi’an asked impatiently, "Dad, Dad! When will Mommy appear?"

"Second brother, be patient! The time hasn't come yet!"

As they spoke, the screen transitioned to a live news broadcast.

"She's here! The beautiful lady is on screen!" Zhao Yu shouted with excitement.

This marked Ni Yang’s debut interview with a major journalist.

She wore a simple, elegant white cheongsam, her dark hair pinned back. She radiated a mysterious Oriental charm, possessing a level of grace that was truly unmatched.

The journalist was in awe. "Ms. Ni, it was quite a challenge to secure this interview. Meeting you in person is an honor! You are even more stunning than I had imagined!"

Ni Yang offered a gentle smile. "Thank you."

The reporter continued, "As the first female billionaire in China, what message do you have for the women watching today?"

Ni Yang looked directly into the camera, completely composed. "First, I want to tell all parents that every child—whether a boy or a girl—is your own flesh and blood. Preferring sons over daughters is an antiquated way of thinking! We must move forward and embrace the new era. It is about quality, not quantity; women are capable of holding up half the sky!"

"Secondly, I wish to share a quote by Ms. Bi for all the girls watching."

"As long as you do not give up on yourself, others might knock you down, but they cannot stop you from rising again, even if you are covered in bruises and dust!"

"I hope every girl can live the life she envisions—with dignity, independence, and inner strength. So long as you do not abandon yourself, no one else can truly cast you aside!"

"Furthermore, the most crucial thing is to focus on your education. While it isn't the only path to success, it is certainly the most reliable one."

The journalist proceeded to ask several more questions.

Ni Yang addressed each one thoughtfully. "Finally, I want to use this platform to tell my husband, Mo Qishen, that I love you! Marrying you has been the greatest joy of my life. And to my four children—Mommy loves you all dearly!"

In Shanghai.

The garden of the Du manor was fragrant with the scent of blooming jasmine.

Old Master Du sat at his tea table, preparing a brew. The TV was playing in the background. Even as the boiling water splashed onto his hand, he remained completely motionless and unaware.

The moon upon the mountain remains indifferent to the heart's turmoil, and the wind over the water brushes against the flowers in vain.

[The End]