Chapter 313 The Wrongfully Accused Young Lady 3

Qi Rulian hung up the phone after getting the result she wanted. Ning Yan was not surprised by her decisiveness at all. Her good parents rarely contacted her, and she would only receive a few calls from them a year.

Her grandparents and maternal grandparents often call and video chat with her, and you can tell at a glance whether they are close or not.

Two days later, Ning Yan set foot on the land again. However, she did not go home immediately. Instead, she had the house closest to her maternal grandparents' home cleaned up and moved in.

Then I visited the Qi family, presented them with the gifts I had prepared for my relatives, stayed at the Qi family for two nights, and then went to the Ning family's hometown.

It was the golden autumn season, and the walkways in Grandpa's manor were lined with persimmon trees, now laden with bright red persimmons, which looked very festive.

Grandpa Ning was overjoyed to see his granddaughter. "My dear granddaughter is back! Your grandma even dreamed last night that you came home. It was true! Why didn't you call home?"

"Quick, come inside first. Grandpa's going to have someone catch some fish for you. The new chef's cooking is especially delicious. Your grandma's goose is already over ten pounds; we'll stew one today too!"

Ning Yan smiled and replied, "Yes, Grandpa seems to be getting better and better; his voice is even louder than before."

The old lady had already come out after hearing the noise. She was dressed in ordinary clothes that only rural working people would wear. Apart from her face looking much younger than her peers, you really couldn't tell that the old lady was a wealthy woman.

"You brat, you're really something, leaving for four years and finally deigning to come back?"

Ning Yan walked over and took the old lady's arm. "Grandma, I missed you."

The old lady said, "What are you thinking about? You're just trying to coax me," but her eyes were filled with warmth. She had only given birth to one son in her life, and her son had only given her one granddaughter. Although they could video call each other every day, her granddaughter had not come home for four years. It would be a lie to say that she didn't miss her.

"Quick, sit down. Didn't that old man go to catch geese? Grandma raised them herself, just waiting for you to come back so she could stew them for you."

Ning Yan pulled the old lady to sit on the large sofa, listening to the old lady's loving chatter, her face full of smiles.

The lunch was lavish, with all the ingredients coming from their own mountain resort.

The old man rented a thousand acres of land and two mountains nearby, where he raised more than a thousand chickens.

A small number of cattle and sheep are also raised.

There is a river at the foot of the mountain, where lotus flowers are grown, as well as fish, shrimp, and crabs.

Although it's called aquaculture, they only occasionally throw some fish grass into the river and don't feed them anything else. They've even started a fishing business, charging 100 yuan a day and night for fishing, and you have to buy the fish you catch. But people are still willing to come because the fish in their fishpond taste good.

After lunch, the old man called his granddaughter to go fishing. "A couple of days ago, a fisherman caught a big grass carp weighing 21.5 jin from our river. It was cooked at our hotel, and the six of us ate it all up."

"I'm not bragging, but everything I raise is top-notch."

Ning Yan followed the old man out, carrying her fishing gear in her hand. "Yes, it's not an exaggeration, what Grandpa said is true."

The old man shook his head proudly, pleased with his granddaughter's approval. "That's right, you love to eat fish, so naturally Grandpa will raise the best-tasting fish."

Go out and ask around; our fish are in high demand, and the price is the highest in the area.

The grandfather and granddaughter walked to the riverbank. The old man started to prepare the bait, while Ning Yan chose a big tree to set up her things, mixed fish food, and then baited the hook and cast her line.

The old man next to Ning Yan started talking about his family's fishpond and the strange things those fishermen did. "You wouldn't believe it, those guys, even if they can't catch any fish, they still have to drink some river water before they leave."

There was an old man surnamed Kang who stayed at our hotel for seven days in order to catch a fish. He was eventually kicked out by his wife, who twisted his ear and yelled at him.

The manor has a self-built hotel, originally intended for the old men's friends to stay in. There aren't many rooms, but because they've started a fishing business, the occupancy rate is surprisingly high.

Perhaps the spot Grandpa found was really good for fishing, because soon more people came over and caught fish, but Ning Yan sat there for a long time and didn't catch a single fish.

"Old Ning, how old is your granddaughter? Does she have a boyfriend?"

"No, what, are you thinking of introducing someone to me?"

“I have a nephew, a 28-year-old senior executive at a company, with an annual salary of one million. I think he and your granddaughter are a good match.”

"Cola, don't try to play matchmaker. Old Ning's granddaughter clearly doesn't lack boyfriends. She probably doesn't want to find one now."

She's so beautiful, and her grandfather owns such a big resort. How could someone who earns a million a year possibly afford to support her?

Ning Yan felt that she should stay any longer, so she quietly packed up her fishing rod, took her things, and went home.

"I knew it! Why are you fishing in this heat? Your skin's all tanned. Come on, sit down. Aunt Chen, get Yan Yan a glass of watermelon juice."

We grow our own watermelons without pesticides, without any advanced technology or grueling work. My granddaughter loves watermelon juice, so we plant some in batches every year. We also have greenhouse watermelons in winter, so we always have delicious watermelon juice at home.

The original owner was very happy living with her grandparents, but after that couple took her home, she never had a good day and was eventually murdered.

Yes, she was responsible for their deaths. Cheng Wei was responsible for the deaths of the original owner's parents and for the will.

Therefore, in this life, she especially wanted Ning Junhong and his wife to see what kind of creature they had raised.

I want to see them regret it.

But then she thought it wasn't necessary. She just needed to stay away from them, because Cheng Wei would never let her down.

In the evening, Ms. Qi called again, "Didn't I tell you to come back to China? Why aren't you back yet?"

“I’m going back. I’m staying with Grandpa. I’ll go back on the day of your precious daughter’s engagement.”

"You're Weiwei's older sister, don't you know why you didn't come back and help?"

Ning Yan scoffed, "Tell me, what kind of help do you need?"

Qi Rulian choked, as if someone was talking beside her. After a while, she said again, "Even if we don't need your help, shouldn't you, as the older sister, have come back earlier? Doing this will make people think you don't like Weiwei."

"Oh, I never liked her anyway, no need for others to think so."

Or do I have to like her?

Who is she, and how does she possess the power to make people like her?

Do you really think you're the Renminbi? Even the Renminbi has people who look down on it!

Too lazy to talk to that clueless woman, Ning Yan simply hung up the phone.

When Ning Yan answered the phone, the old lady was listening nearby. When she saw Ning Yan hang up, she immediately grabbed her granddaughter's hand and said, "My dear granddaughter, how could she be so unlucky to have such unreasonable parents?"

"It's just an adopted daughter getting engaged, and they're already ordering you around like a boss? What are they trying to do?"

(End of this chapter)