Rebirth of a Village Girl-Chapter 685 - : 186: All the stars surround the moon, infinite scenery_5

Chapter 685: 186: All the stars surround the moon, infinite scenery_5

At this moment in the eighties, hearing this ancient song again gave a sense of being transported through time and space.

Ni Yang hummed along to it as she listened.

Her voice was clear and melodious. When she hummed a tune, it carried an indescribable charm, like a gentle breeze in April, cleansing souls and refreshing minds.

Mo Qishen glanced her way, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

Even though he had slowed down, they quickly arrived at Jinghua Village.

Ni Yang got out of the car.

Mo Qishen accompanied her to the entrance of the Ni family courtyard.

“Yangyang, remember to be safe when you’re alone at home at night. Don’t open the door to strangers,” he cautioned.

Ni Yang laughed and said, “Isn’t Aunt Ni next door? Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

Mo Qishen hugged her. His eyes spoke of his reluctance to leave.

Ni Yang returned his hug and said, “Brother Mo, to be honest, I’m quite scared. Why don’t you stay and protect me?”

Even though society was conservative concerning male-female relationships, inviting a man to stay for the night was quite daring.

But Ni Yang trusted Mo Qishen.

Despite sometimes being mischievous, Mo Qishen was an uncommonly honorable man.

“Really?” Mo Qishen’s eyes lit up.

“Really.” Ni Yang nodded.

They both went inside the house together.

Ni Yang prepared the next room for him, “Brother Mo, you can stay here tonight. There’s a bathroom in the room.”

“Okay.” Mo Qishen nodded in agreement.

That night, Mo Qishen had the most restful sleep ever.

The next morning, Mo Qishen was up before dawn.

Since Ni Cuihua was not home…

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He would take up the responsibility of caring for Ni Yang!

He wanted to prepare a surprise for Ni Yang.

Mo Qishen quietly went downstairs to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to make breakfast.

The kitchen of the Ni family was designed by Ni Yang.

On one side, there was a simple, western-style gas stove.

On the other side, there was a traditional Chinese stove for burning firewood.

Under normal circumstances, both Ni Yang and Ni Cuihua used the traditional stove, as food cooked over a wood fire was much tastier than that cooked on a gas stove.

After a bit of thought, Mo Qishen decided to use the traditional stove.

Mo Qishen had not known how to cook before.

He had never even been inside a kitchen.

However, after spending so much time with Ni Yang and often being her assistant, he gradually learned to cook.

Mo Qishen opened the refrigerator.

There was pork, tomatoes, leeks, greens and other ingredients inside.

So, he decided to make pork and chive-filled dumplings for breakfast and tomato and vegetable noodles.

From what he observed, Ni Yang loved noodles.

Like Ni Yang, Mo Qishen was a man of action and started cooking immediately.

Packing dumplings was not difficult, Ni Yang had taught him before.

Though his dumplings didn’t look as good as Ni Yang’s, they were decent.

As the minutes and seconds passed…

The light outside grew brighter, and a streak of golden morning light shone through the window.

When Ni Yang came down the stairs, she saw an apron-wrapped man, who usually exuded a chill aura, busily bustling around the stove.

From Ni Yang’s perspective, she had a perfect view of his sharp yet beautiful side profile.

His thin lips were a barely visible line, he was deeply focused on cutting the tomatoes.

His hands were very beautiful: clean, tidy, the joints well defined, symmetrical and long.

He was merely cutting tomatoes, but he did it with the authority of a powerful ruler.

“He who excels in study can follow an official career, he who excels in martial arts can become a guard.” Ni Yang found this phrase fitting for Mo Qishen.

“Brother Mo.” Ni Yang went to Mo Qishen’s side.

“Yangyang.” Mo Qishen looked surprised. “How did you wake up so early? The food won’t be ready for a while.”

Ni Yang laughed, “Maybe I should take over, cooking isn’t really a man’s job.”

“Gender equality has long been recognized. Who said that the kitchen necessarily belonged to girls?” Mo Qishen continued, “Boss, your thinking is not advanced enough.”

Mo Qishen used to believe that a kitchen was not a place for a man.

A man should be ambitious and can’t allow himself to be confined to the kitchen.

But ever since he met Ni Yang, let alone cooking in the kitchen, even if he had to scrub clothes or clean the toilet, he had not a single complaint.

Ni Yang laughed lightly, “Alright, alright, your thinking is advanced. Anyway, what’s for breakfast?”

“There are steamed dumplings, and tomato noodles.” Mo Qishen continued, “Is there anything special you want to eat? I can make it for you.”