As Ni Yang had previously saved Yang Guobao, everyone in the village knew that she was quite capable.
Zhou Qingshang also took a great liking to this young girl, promptly taking the Bupleurum from Ni Yang's hand, laughing as she said, "Thank you so much, Yangyang, I'll decoct it into a drink as soon as I get home."
Ni Yang gave a slight smile, speaking softly, "Auntie Wang, no need for formalities."
The more Zhou Qingshang saw of Ni Yang, the more she liked her.
She regretted not having a good squabble with that gossipy woman, Wang Jinfang.
If she heard the gossipy woman bad-mouth Ni Yang again, she herself would certainly give her a slap!
After saying goodbye to Zhou Qingshang, Ni Yang continued on her way home.
It was already half past five.
Since it was June, the sun was still high in the sky.
When Ni Yang returned home, her younger sister, Ni Yun, was wailing loudly, while Ni Cuihua was trying to calm her down.
