The Rebirth of the Fierce Little Cute Girl

Ding Yuejun moved quickly, and with the help of Yiyi and Mo Xiaohong, they soon wrapped a large plate of dumplings.

But before they could cook the dumplings, Grandma Jiang’s voice came from the doorway, "Yue Jun, Yiyi, are you there?"

Upon hearing the voice, Yiyi hurried to open the door, "Grandma Jiang, we’re all here."

"Yiyi, I’ve prepared dinner already. Come over to our place for dinner tonight," Grandma Jiang warmly invited, introducing a well-dressed middle-aged woman standing next to her with a smile, "This is my daughter-in-law, Jiahui. Their whole family is over at our place today. They heard about how you saved the old man and wanted to express their gratitude."

"Hello, Yiyi, thank you so much for saving Dad. We only heard about it when we came over for lunch today, otherwise, we would have come to thank you sooner," Shen Jiahui said, looking at Yiyi with a face full of gratitude.

Upon hearing this, Yiyi quickly waved her hand and said, "Grandma Jiang, you really don’t have to, and besides, we’ve already wrapped the dumplings, so we’ll just stay for dinner."

"No problem, bring the dumplings you made with you. You can just cook them when you get there," Shen Jiahui also persuaded, "Yes, bring the dumplings with you, and I’ll cook them as soon as we arrive."

Seeing the enthusiasm of Grandma Jiang and her daughter-in-law, Ding Yuejun felt somewhat embarrassed but eventually nodded in agreement, "Then we’ll trouble you."

Seeing her mother agree, Yiyi naturally said nothing more, and they directly followed Grandma Jiang to the Jiang Family.

"Yiyi, you’re here, come inside and have a seat," Grandpa Jiang greeted with a smile as soon as he saw Yiyi and the others arrive.

"Dad, is this the young lady who saved you?" Beside Grandpa Jiang stood a father and son duo. The father was a cultured middle-aged man, and the son was a handsome young man, both looking at Yiyi with curiosity at this moment.

Grandpa Jiang nodded and said to his son, "Yes, it was Yiyi who saved me."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanzu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Yiyi, "Thank you, young lady. If it weren’t for you, my father might not have gotten back up."

Yiyi did not expect such solemnity from Jiang Yanzu and quickly stepped aside, "Uncle Jiang, there’s really no need for this."

At this moment, Shen Jiahui stepped forward and pulled her husband aside, "Yanzu, you’re scaring Yiyi."

Grandma Jiang laughed, "Alright, let’s hurry inside. I’m sure Yiyi and the others are hungry."

Only then did the group enter the living room and sit down. Mo Xiaohong looked around curiously, getting a bit of an understanding of the Jiang Family’s living conditions. The courtyard they rented was nice, and the indoor decor was elegant and cozy. Although the Jiang’s courtyard was somewhat smaller, it was more exquisite, indicating the Jiang Family was quite well-off.

"I’ll go and cook the dumplings now; they’ll be ready to eat once they’re done," Shen Jiahui said, carrying the dumplings to the kitchen.

Ding Yuejun, feeling uncomfortable just sitting there, stood up to help, "I’ll go and help."

Once the dumplings were cooked, Grandma Jiang called everyone to the table.

With his son’s family visiting and Yiyi’s family as well, Grandpa Jiang was in a great mood. He happily poured a glass of fruit wine, "Yanzu, have a drink with Dad. It’s been a while since we drank together."

"Dad, you really shouldn’t drink," his son advised.

Hearing this, Grandpa Jiang glared at Jiang Yanzu, "I’m only having this small glass."

"Grandpa Jiang, you can only have this small glass. Any more would really not be good," Yiyi added.

Hearing Yiyi’s words, Grandpa Jiang chuckled and said to his son, "See, Yiyi says this little glass is fine, so it’s okay."

Though Jiang Yanzu still showed some disapproval, he remained silent since Yiyi had saved his father’s life.

"Grandpa Jiang, I’ll brew some Lingzhi wine for you in a few days when I’m free. Then you can drink a glass every day without worrying about any health impacts. The more Lingzhi wine you drink, the healthier you’ll become." Since new small Lingzhi mushrooms had grown in her space, Yiyi planned to use them to make Lingzhi pills and brew wine for Grandpa Jiang, knowing it wouldn’t use much Lingzhi.

Grandpa Jiang was overjoyed to hear this.

"Wow, Yiyi, you can make wine? That’s wonderful. I’ll be looking forward to your Lingzhi wine," Shen Jiahui exclaimed, full of surprise as she looked at Yiyi.

Yiyi felt a bit embarrassed by the praise, "Actually, I only know a little bit." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Yiyi, you’re indeed quite remarkable," Grandpa Jiang praised, then brought up a previous topic, "Yiyi, if you make medicine in the future, have you thought about selling it? I have a traditional medicine hall called Huichun Hall in North City. If you have extra medicine pills, you can sell them there."

"Huichun Hall?"

Yiyi didn’t expect that the Huichun Hall she visited before was owned by Grandpa Jiang. What a delightful coincidence, "Grandpa Jiang, if I make extra medicine pills in the future, I’ll sell them through Huichun Hall."

"Alright," Grandpa Jiang nodded with a smile.

Jiang Xueluo watched Yiyi with curiosity, feeling surprised. Grandpa had always been serious, yet he was so amiable towards this young girl, something Xueluo himself had never experienced.

Noticing her son’s gaze, Shen Jiahui said, "Yiyi, this is Xueluo. He’s probably a few years older than you, so he’ll be like your big brother from now on."

Hearing this, Jiang Xueluo openly introduced himself to Yiyi, "Hi, I’m Jiang Xueluo. I’m seventeen this year."

Upon hearing this, Yiyi smiled softly, "Hello, I’m Mo Yiyi. But I might be older than you—I’m also seventeen and was born in the first month."

"Oh... you’re seventeen too."

Not just Jiang Xueluo, but even Grandpa Jiang and the others were a bit surprised, as Yiyi looked more like she was thirteen or fourteen.

Seeing their surprised expressions, Ding Yuejun felt somewhat distressed.

Yiyi had not eaten well since she was little, so she was always shorter than her peers, unlike Mo Meina, who was tall and slender. Thinking about this made her even more resentful towards the Mo family.

Finally, Shen Jiahui spoke, "Then Xueluo will have to call Yiyi ’sister’ from now on. But you know, girls undergo great changes; in a couple of years, Yiyi will surely grow into a fine young lady."