Rebirth Space: Eighty Girls

Chapter 19 Red Dates

Song Zimo looked at the very good-looking vegetables and was about to shirk, but he didn't expect Mr. Song to come out of the house with a cane.

"Little girl, it's you again!" Song Lao smiled very kindly.

"Morning, Grandpa Song, these are vegetables grown by us. I hope you don't dislike them!" Su Qingqing hurriedly told Song Lao that Song Zimo would refuse.

Mr. Song swept the Chinese cabbage and cucumber on the stone table, his eyes lit up, and said in an exaggerated tone: "How can you dislike it! Look at how juicy the cucumber and Chinese cabbage are, even the special tribute vegetables I ate before You don’t have such a good appearance! Zimo, please thank this little girl very quickly!”

Song Zimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His grandfather had already made a gesture of accepting the vegetables. If he refused to take them, his grandfather would be angry, so he had no choice but to reply: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Su Qingqing said with a shy face, holding the bamboo basket, "Then Grandpa Song, I'll go back to work first!"

"Little girl, wait!"

Song Laobai glanced at Song Zimo, with an expression that his grandson was hopeless, and said, "Zimo! The little girl brought you such good vegetables, why didn't you make any movement?"

"Ah?" Song Zimo was stunned, what was he going to do?
Song Lao said with hatred in his tone, "Go to the house and take out that bag of red dates, you can't just take things from a little girl!"

Song Zimo obediently went into the house to get the red dates, Su Qingqing waved her hands in embarrassment, "Thank you Grandpa Song, I really don't want it!"

"That can't be done! If you refuse to accept my red dates, then you can take your cucumbers and Chinese cabbage back too! I won't accept them either!" Song Laopo's tone was a bit like an old urchin.

Su Qingqing didn't accept it immediately, and she couldn't accept it. Standing in front of the thatched hut, her little face turned red into a small apple.

Song Lao, who was observing secretly, nodded again and again, very satisfied with this simple little girl!
After Song Zimo came out, he put the bag of dried red dates weighing about one catty into Su Qingqing's hands, and said with thin lips, "Grandpa gave it to you, just take it!"

"Oh well!"

Su Qingqing was inexplicably nervous, she didn't dare to raise her head, her eyes fell on the hands with well-defined joints and slender fingertips, she secretly sighed that even Song Zimo's hands were so beautiful, if that half of his face wasn't burned, he might not give girls a way to live up!

"By the way, we've always called you little girl, little girl, and we don't even know your name!" Song Lao started the old driver's routine operation - cliché.

Su Qingqing took the bag of red dates and replied embarrassedly: "My name is Su Qingqing!"

She always felt that Grandpa Song, who was full of scholarly temperament at the first glance, seemed to be somewhat different from the image of the gentle and elegant old professor she imagined...

"Qingqingzi sings, leisurely my heart"

Song Lao nodded and praised, "This name is well chosen, not bad! From then on, we will call you Qingqing!"

"Ok!"

Song Zimo gave his grandfather a look, suitable for his grandfather not to waste the little girl's time, and then said to Su Qingqing: "My grandfather prefers to play around with the younger generation, don't mind!"

"No, why would you mind!" Su Qingqing shook her head, but she felt that the way Song Zimo's grandfather looked at her was weird.

"Qingqing, go back to work quickly! When you have time, if you don't mind, come and chat with the bad old man!" Elder Song looked at Su Qingqing with a smile.

"Okay, Grandpa Song! I'll bring you other vegetables next time!" Finally relieved, she was about to die of embarrassment.

After Su Qingqing finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry, fearing that she would be caught by Mr. Song and asked other questions.

Song Zimo looked at the figure running like a little rabbit for a day, couldn't help but smile slightly, alas,

Seeing his grandson's short-lived smile, Elder Song couldn't help joking, "How about it, isn't this little girl nice! Is your heart moved?"

"Grandpa, don't just think about it all day long. That little girl is only in her teens, so you just paid attention to her?" Song Zimo carried the bamboo basket on his back and said perfunctorily, "I'm going out to pick herbs, and I'll take a look by the way." Is there any prey in the mountains, you can rest at home and wait for me to come back!"

Elder Song hesitated to speak, but finally said: "Zimo, just walk around the foot of the mountain, don't go deep, those beasts are too ferocious, I don't want you to sacrifice yourself for that worthless herb. Get it in! It’s really not possible, it’s safer for us to go to the town to find a job than that!”

"Grandpa, don't worry! I still have to take care of you, it's impossible to put myself in danger!" Song Zimo comforted.

Of course Song Zimo knew that his grandfather cared about him, but since his grandfather's leg fell a month ago, the bone hasn't grown back until now. It's all because he doesn't have money and can't buy nutritional supplements to supplement his grandfather's leg injury. The nutrients needed, there is no way to buy those expensive medicines to promote the growth of his grandfather's bones, and if this continues... He is afraid that his grandfather's leg will be useless!

His grandfather is only in his sixties, and his body is still so strong, there is no way he can turn his grandfather into a cripple!
Even if the wild beasts in the deep mountains are very ferocious, he still has to gamble once!
If he wins the bet, his grandfather's leg can get the treatment it deserves, but if he loses the bet...he won't lose the bet!
Song Zimo glanced at the bone cutter and ax hidden under the rags in the bamboo basket, his eyes were more determined than ever!
Here Su Qingqing was walking on the path home, took out a big red date from a plastic bag, wiped it on his clothes a few times, and threw it into his mouth, eating like a little hamster whose cheeks were swollen with nuts, Very cute.

The dried red dates lost their crisp taste and sweetness, but they were still very sweet, but the skin of the dates was a bit hard and would stick to her palate.

In order to prevent people from the Su family who had pink eye disease from taking a fancy to her big red dates, Su Qingqing put the red dates in the space before entering the yard.

There was wailing and cursing in the yard. Her father had already gone to work in the fields, leaving her mother like a spinning top, serving one ancestor for a while and that ancestor for a while. She was very busy.

"Where did you lose money? Didn't you see that there are so many people in the family who need to be taken care of?" Wang Dahua drank the extremely bitter traditional Chinese medicine, and at the same time did not forget to vent his anger on Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing rolled her eyes and was speechless. They just had itchy skin, and they didn't lose their limbs!Why do you need other people to take care of a big living person?
"Grandma! I'm dying of itching!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of grandma]

But Su Qinyao didn't have the time to clean it up, she kept grabbing her arms, thighs, neck, chest and back with both hands.
Su Dabao was not much better, he cried and screamed, and almost collapsed and rolled on the ground!
(End of this chapter)