Rebirth Space: Eighty Girls

Chapter 152

Su Qingqing cleared her throat with a smile on her face, "Dad! Mom! There's nothing good about it. I just helped that lady today, so I'm happy! Don't think too much about it!"

She intends to surprise her parents, so it's meaningless to say it in advance now!

"Mom Chee thought you were going to get rich! You laughed like you picked up 100 yuan, so happy for nothing!"

Liu Cuiying turned around and went to wash and rest.

Su Dahai patted Su Qingqing's shoulder, "It's a good advantage to work hard! Keep it up!"

Su Qingqing raised her eyebrows, is her mother so realistic?

At night, Su Qingqing was lying on the bed, thinking about how to realize the word "rich woman" promised by Ouyang Minyu.

What Ouyang Minyu said at most was to help her advertise more in business, how to get rich still depends on her own strength.

The matter of finding a store is imminent, and she will go to look for a store tomorrow, and try to finalize the matter of the store tomorrow.

Su Qingqing calculated the money left in her hand, plus the money her parents earned from making almond cream recently, it was more than enough to buy a shop.

After having Song Zimo, Su Qingqing really felt much more relaxed. She had a stable income of [-] yuan a day without doing anything. She felt that she hadn't stayed up all night for a long time.

No dream all night, sleep until dawn.

Without the familiar crowing of a big rooster, Su Qingqing got up on time relying on her super strong biological clock.

I went to wash up first, then put a dozen corns and five eggs into a large pot, and boiled it on a low heat with the spring water in the space.

Taking advantage of this gap, Su Qingqing went to her room, collected all the red roses and white roses in her space, as well as the ripe almonds, and put them into three bamboo baskets.

For the rest, the sweet-scented osmanthus and gardenia trees did not move, one square meter of jujube trees, one square meter of peach trees, one square meter of apple trees, and one square meter of lychee trees. She collected them all and piled them on the ground in the space. The seasonal fruits are sun-dried and then taken out for parents and Grandpa Song to eat.

In addition to the spring in the middle of the space, and the osmanthus and gardenia trees that have no time to develop new products, she still has an open space of seven square meters.

Two kinds of roses and almonds are the raw materials for the products of their family. She naturally planted them non-stop. When the land here was vacant, she planted seeds there to ensure that her raw materials would not be faulty.

In this way, only four square meters are left in the seven square meters of open space, and the fruit should be enough for a while. She plans to allocate one square meter to grow vegetables to supply the vegetables that her whole family spends on a day. needs, and then divide a square meter dedicated to growing melons and fruits to meet their family's needs for fruits.

For fruits, she doesn't need to sow seeds, just transplant the fruit trees that have already picked all the fruits into the open space of one square meter. Jujube, peach, lychee, apple, these four kinds of fruit trees Su Qingqing transplanted four kinds of fruit trees. Plants, just enough to fill that one square meter of space.

The rest of the fruit trees were uprooted by her, and she planned to take them out of the space later and split them into strips with an axe, which would keep their stove burning for a long time, and it was more resistant to burning than coal without black smoke, which was wonderful.

Su Dahai and Liu Cuiying were woken up by the sound of chopping firewood. When they got up, they realized that it was their daughter who was chopping trees in the yard. She chopped each tree trunk into small pieces the size of a palm. Put them all aside.

"Girl! Where did you get the tree trunk?"

Su Dahai rubbed his eyes, stepped forward to take his daughter's axe, and started chopping vigorously with his own hands, which was much more proficient and easier than Su Qingqing's chopping.

"This is the tree trunk I found at the garbage incineration station outside the alley. I saw that the uncle of the sanitation worker burned it with fire, and there was no black smoke. Thinking that the coal we use to make these things every day is choked to death by the smoke, it is better to use This tree pole was burned, and there was no black smoke and no choking nose, and I moved it home without money! I just, hehe."

Ever since she lied to her parents for the first time, Su Qingqing has become more and more proficient at telling lies, and she doesn't need to make drafts anymore!
Liu Cuiying patted Su Qingqing's head, and said with a smile: "Next time I see you, I'll call your dad to move it. You're so small and you're going to grow taller!"

"okay!"

It seems that next time we have to put the tree poles in advance at the garbage incineration station!

Su Qingqing sighed, it was really difficult for her.

"Yo! Have you prepared breakfast too?"

As soon as Liu Cuiying entered the kitchen, she could smell the sweet fragrance of corn.

"Anyway, idle is idle, corn and eggs are also convenient to cook!"

Su Qingqing lifted the lid of the pot and made sure that the eggs and corn were cooked before pouring out the firewood in the stove with a handful of water.

There are three members of her family, plus Song Zimo and his father, there are five people in total. Each person has a hard-boiled egg and two sweet corns. Everyone is full.

Li Cuiying put Song Zimo's breakfast in a bowl, put it in a large pot to keep warm, and asked Su Qingqing to see if Song Zimo was up.

Song Zimo has a very regular schedule, sleeps early and wakes up early. When Su Qingqing knocked on the door, he had already got up and cleaned up the sanitation in the yard at home. At this time, he was doing rehabilitation exercises for his grandfather in the yard. .

"Song Zimo, good morning, Grandpa Song! Come over and eat, breakfast is ready!" Su Qingqing greeted with a smile.

She helped Song Zimo carry Grandpa Song's wheelchair across the hurdle at the door. In order to facilitate Grandpa Song in a wheelchair, Su Qingqing wanted her father to make a hole in the wall between the two yards and make it a gate, so that they could go back and forth like this It's much more convenient.

With this idea in mind, she immediately went to communicate with her father, and after getting her mother's consent, they chatted at the dinner table: "Song Zimo, how about we make a hole in the wall to cultivate the Taoism door? Then Grandpa Song is fine. You can come and visit by yourself, and you don’t need to carry it up and down!”

"This is a good relationship! I, an old man, agree with both hands!" Elder Song's eyes gleamed brightly.

He felt that since his grandson Zimo and Su Qingqing met, their luck has been increasing gradually, and their life is getting better and better. Su Qingqing is not his future granddaughter-in-law. Lucky star of his family!
If a door is opened in the wall, and the moon is the first to be close to the water, is he still afraid that his wooden fish grandson will not be enlightened!

Song Lao's abacus was crackling, and his eyes were fixed on Song Zimo all the time. As long as Song Zimo dared to disagree, he would use his eyes to kill Song Zimo's aura.

"As long as my grandpa doesn't bother my uncles and aunts by visiting every day, I'm fine!" Song Zimo said shyly.

(End of this chapter)