The rebirth group pets the little Fuwa

Chapter 80 Barbie Doll
half a month later.

Su Qinghe's injuries finally healed.

In fact, it takes about a week to recover. As long as you don't touch it, you don't feel much.

But grandma insisted that she hadn't recovered yet, so she forced her to stay at home for another week.

This half month is the most leisure time for Su Qinghe. She doesn't have to go to class or practice, and she is not even allowed to go out at home.

Fortunately, Su Qinghe didn't like going out very much, and her grandma was afraid that she would be bored, so she took her to make balm.

Because of her hand injury, many steps can only be watched by grandma.

There are also ready-made materials at home. Many flowers are planted in the garden of the old house, as well as necessary medicinal materials.

Some other things need to be added like rose essential oil or something.

Su Qinghe saw so many materials with her own eyes, but in the end she only made three servings.

Because she was doing it for the first time, Su Qinghe couldn't help but mess around, and ended up wasting a lot.

Su's mother is very patient, even if her granddaughter is making trouble, she is not angry, and she keeps praising her, the more Su Qinghe is full of confidence.

It wasn't until the end that Su Qinghe realized it slowly, and blushed in embarrassment.

Just like that, grandma praised her for doing a good job.

The finished ointment will have to stand for more than half a month. Before the ointment is ready, Su Qinghe will go back to school.

Su Qinghe was still a little unaccustomed to working salted fish in the old house for more than half a month, and suddenly resumed her previous routine. She was quite lazy.

The weather has unknowingly started to cool down, and Su Qinghe doesn't feel that deep staying at home every day.

It wasn't until it was time to go back to school that Su Qinghe habitually went to the balcony to take a breath of fresh air in the morning, only to realize that it had become much colder.

When I went to the closet to pick out clothes, I found that my mother had changed all the clothes in the closet for her without knowing when.

Su Qinghe picked out a cotton dress with lace stitching, which went down to the calf, and she also put on a denim jacket.

"Chirp."

As soon as Su Qinghe came downstairs, Jiujiu heard the movement, flew towards her, and rubbed her face affectionately.

"Don't run, take your time, if you are late, you will be late." Seeing that her daughter was about to run down again, Wang Xiujuan hurriedly stopped her.

One accident is enough, if not impossible, Wang Xiujuan would like to stare at her 24 hours a day.

"Oh."

Su Qinghe also knew that this time she scared her family, and when she heard her mother's words and obediently walked downstairs, she was also afraid of falling again.

Su Jianguo was away on a business trip for the past two days, and his brother had already gone to school by bicycle.

"Walk carefully in school, don't fight with your classmates while walking." Although she knew that her daughter was not tempered, Wang Xiujuan couldn't help worrying, "If you have physical education class, ask the teacher for leave."

Although Su Qinghe felt that her mother was making a fuss, she was afraid that if she dared to refute, she might not be able to leave the house this morning.

"I see."

Seeing her daughter obediently agreeing, Wang Xiujuan felt relieved a lot.

If it wasn't for the fear of making her daughter unhappy, Wang Xiujuan would have wanted her to stop playing that skateboard and fall so badly.

Su Qinghe drank milk in small sips, not knowing that she almost couldn't skateboard.

"Qing He, you are back!"

"Qinghe, is your injury healed?"

As soon as Su Qinghe entered the classroom, she was surrounded by a group of students who expressed their concern.

They all knew that Su Qinghe took such a long leave because of an injury.

Hearing the chirping voice beside her ear, Su Qinghe gradually regained the familiar feeling.

She lived in the old house these days, and Nuo Da's house was extremely quiet, and Su Qinghe was not used to hearing so many noises all of a sudden.

Looking at everyone's concerned eyes, Su Qinghe said that she was already well, so don't worry.

Even in class, almost every teacher expressed concern for her on this day and asked her to pay attention to safety.

At noon, Su Qinghe went to have lunch with a few friends as usual.

As soon as she entered the gate of the canteen, she was pushed by a few friends to find a seat first.

He Annian was the most active, "Hey, you're hurt, I'll cook for you."

Su Qinghe was taken aback. She just wanted to say that she was well and could cook by herself.

But I don't know why, in the eyes of several friends, she is so weak that she can't even eat, and needs help from others.

The school cafeteria has always been plentiful. Seeing how persistent some friends were, Su Qinghe had no choice but to find a seat and wait for them.

After a while, they came back with prepared meals. Su Qinghe looked at the meals in front of her, all of which she liked.

I didn't feel so hungry at first, but I smelled the rich aroma of rice. After thanking them, I couldn't wait to pick up a spoon and prepare to eat.

As a result, she just picked up her spoon and was ready to eat.

"Qing He, is your hand ready?"

Looking up, I found Song Zhijun staring at her hand seriously.

Su Qinghe was stunned, she didn't understand what she meant, but she nodded subconsciously, "Okay."

However, Song Zhijun didn't seem to believe it, "If it hurts, tell us, we won't laugh at you."

"Yeah, yes." The people beside him nodded in agreement.

Su Qinghe was a little confused, so, didn't they look at her hands in the morning?

Seeing their fiery eyes, Su Qinghe stretched out her hand to show them again.

Su Qinghe's little hands were white, tender and slender, her nails were neatly trimmed by her mother, and her hands were flawless.

"Look, I'm fine, I'm fine." Afraid they wouldn't believe it, Su Qinghe pretended to be playing the piano.

Song Zhijun still had a stern face, holding Su Qinghe's little hand, and pressing it back and forth on her palm.

If he didn't know her, Su Qinghe would have thought that she could read palms when she saw her touching so seriously.

"what happened?"

"Does it hurt here?"

Su Qinghe was confused and didn't know what she was doing, but she shook her head cooperatively, "It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?" Song Zhijun continued.

Su Qinghe continued to shake her head.

Song Zhijun refused to give up, and continued pressing with another hand, "What about this one?"

"No?"

Su Qinghe noticed that there was a trace of regret on their faces?
"Qing He, how did you eat when your hand was injured?" Another girl asked suddenly.

Su Qinghe didn't understand. She didn't go to school for two weeks. Why did she feel that the students in the class were acting weird? What happened these days?

"The family fed it." Su Qinghe said generously, not feeling ashamed that such a big person asked his family to feed him.

As soon as the words fell, Su Qinghe noticed that the eyes of the people on the opposite side suddenly lit up.

"Are you alright?" You don't want to eat, she wants to eat, and if you don't eat, the food will be cold.

"Qing He."

Su Qinghe felt that their expressions were strange.

"Qinghe, you have been fed by your family for so many days, and you are definitely not used to eating by yourself now." Song Zhijun suddenly said seriously.

Su Qinghe was dumbfounded, she didn't seem to be on the same channel as everyone else, otherwise she couldn't understand what they meant.

and so--

"Let's feed you!" Song Zhijun looked at her expectantly with bright eyes.

It seemed that as long as Su Qinghe nodded, she would immediately come to feed her.

Su Qinghe suddenly became bewildered, her eyes widened, and she showed an expression of disbelief.

"Are you playing house?" Otherwise, she couldn't figure out why they had such a strange hobby.

Su Qinghe still couldn't figure it out, "Are you guys sick?" And it was an infectious disease.

She was a little scared, and tried to run away, looking left and right, regretting that she chose to sit by the window, and it was hard to run.

Perhaps it was because Su Qinghe's eyes were too obvious, everyone seemed to realize that they had really scared her, so they quickly waved their hands to explain.

"Qing He, do you know Barbie dolls?"

Of course Su Qinghe knew that there was no girl who didn't know Barbie dolls in her previous life, and she had several sets of Barbie dolls at home in this life.

After listening to their explanation, Su Qinghe understood what they meant.

"You want me to be your Barbie doll?" Su Qinghe suddenly felt that the meal was a little hard to swallow.

"Can you?" The girls looked at her eagerly.

Isn't this the dress-up game of later generations?

However, Su Qinghe shook her head expressionlessly, "No."

She is a living person, not a doll at the mercy of others, but she doesn't have so much energy to play dress-up games with them, and she wants to make up for her according to their wishes.

Su Qinghe didn't dare to have hope for elementary school students' makeup skills.

Although it was expected that Su Qinghe would refuse, she was still a little disappointed to hear that she refused.

"Why did you look for me?" Su Qinghe was a little curious. There are so many girls in the class, and she is not the only one who can do it, everyone can do it.

"Because everyone thinks you are the most beautiful!" A girl looked at Su Qinghe enviously.

The other girls also nodded in agreement, and told her in a hurry that everyone spontaneously held a vote while she was away.

Su Qinghe was a little surprised. She didn't expect everyone to think that she was the most beautiful, and they were ashamed to praise her.

But seeing how much they like changing clothes, Su Qinghe suddenly had an idea.

Gym class in the afternoon.

Su Qinghe called a few girls over and told them what she thought.

"Is it really possible?"

"Can we do it ourselves?"

The girl swept away her disappointment at noon, and surrounded Su Qinghe excitedly asking various questions.

"of course can."

In fact, it is a very common children's catwalk. Everyone puts on beautiful clothes and walks on the catwalk like a model.

They can solve things like clothing venues by themselves. Although Su Qinghe doesn't know what the students in the class do at home, they should be able to fulfill this request.

"So when do we start?"

"Weekend, is weekend okay?"

Su Qinghe shook her head, nodded after thinking about it, and asked them what they thought.

When it comes to ideas, everyone has a lot of ideas. They can't wait to talk about all the characters they think of, and some want to wear beautiful gauze dresses.

Say anything.

Su Qinghe frowned, she seemed to have forgotten an important thing.

"what happened?"

"is it not OK?"

Su Qinghe blinked and saw everyone looking at her cautiously, as if afraid that she would suddenly say no.

"I think we need to nail down a theme."

Fearing that they would not understand what it meant, Su Qinghe patiently explained to them that if you are not sure about the theme, everyone can wear whatever they want.

"The overall visual effect will be ugly." Everyone will only feel aesthetic fatigue.

Although Su Qinghe has no experience in this field, she has seen a lot and understands a little bit.

Seeing that everyone couldn't come to an agreement, Su Qinghe thought for a while, "Tomorrow we will decide on the theme before proceeding to the next step."

Moreover, I have to go home and discuss it with the adults at home. Their clothing venue has not been resolved yet, and all of this requires the support of the adults.

"I'll tell my dad when I get home."

"My mother will definitely agree."

Looking at the few people who were so bloody, Su Qinghe couldn't help being infected and smiled.

In the evening, Su Qinghe also mentioned to her family when she was having dinner, and what happened to her at school today.

She is still a little confused now, she only planned to give them an opinion at first, and didn't want to participate too much.

But those who were confused were entrusted with important tasks and suddenly became the person in charge.

She originally planned to bring it up, so she withdrew and let them do their own research, but she couldn't help but made a lot of comments.

Everyone wants her to be the person in charge. When Su Qinghe wants to refuse, they will show an expression that you seem to be a heartless person.

Surrounding her and not letting her go, he insisted on asking her to agree.

After hearing what happened in the cafeteria, the whole family couldn't hold back their laughter.

"As expected of my daughter." Su Jianguo looked proud, as if he owed his daughter's beauty to him.

Wang Xiujuan glanced at him angrily.

Seeing his wife's wink, Su Jianguo quickly changed his words, "Of course it's thanks to my wife."

Wang Xiujuan ignored him and watched her daughter encourage her, "Tell mom what you need, and mom will support you."

"If you need anything, just talk to your parents." Su Jianguo also supported his daughter's idea.

Su Qingheng was a little distressed, he didn't seem to be able to help.

He had no choice but to say, "I can help you move things."

Both the couple sniffed a business opportunity that they hadn't thought of before.

Especially Wang Xiujuan, that's what she does. Why didn't she think of holding a catwalk before?

Many foreign brands hold a large-scale catwalk every year, but there are very few people in China who do this.

Before going to bed at night, Su Jianguo was still thinking about what his daughter said, and couldn't help being proud. The daughter had a business mind at a young age, and she must have inherited his brain.

Although some ideas raised by my daughter are still immature, it cannot be denied that this idea is very advanced.

Wang Xiujuan was uncharacteristically silent, leaning on the bed, holding a fashion magazine in her hand.

Although the magazine was spread out, her eyes were not on it.

"Do you think it's okay for me to hold this kind of show?" Wang Xiujuan couldn't help asking her husband's opinion.

She already had a vague idea, but she was still a little uncertain.

"Yes." Su Jianguo actually had many more mature ideas in his mind when his daughter said it.

Su Jianguo analyzed the pros and cons with her one by one, and the result was that the pros outweighed the cons.

And if she wants to do it, she must have her own characteristics, something that makes people shine.

After listening to her husband's analysis, Wang Xiujuan no longer hesitated, and did what she said.

(End of this chapter)