Rebirth Space: Eighty Girls

Chapter 73 Fighting

"Immortal old thing, if it weren't for the children who are afraid of spoiling them here, I would have scolded you to death, a shameless old bastard who relied on the old to sell the old, and you even opened a dyeing room to give you some color. You can do it to a child. Cursing, you old bastard will be struck to death by lightning sooner or later! I advise you to burn more incense for the Buddha on rainy days, lest you sit at home and thunder comes from the sky and strike you to death!"

After finishing speaking in one breath, the key man said with a relaxed face: "Finally, I have been scolded by me, and now I feel much more at ease!"

Not only Su Qingqing was stunned, but even the bald man's wife Yu Qin and her son Niu Jiajun stared at the bald man dumbfounded. They had never seen a bald man who could scold him so much.

Song Zimo, who stood aside silently for a long time, even discovered that not only women are bad at cursing, but also men can't lose much.
"Hahahaha. Good scolding! You should have scolded her like that a long time ago!"

"But we scolded everything we thought in our hearts, brother, we support you!"

"Hahaha, stop scolding that old woman, don't scold people to tears later!"

There was a loud roar of laughter, Wang Lijuan's mouth was crooked from anger, and her whole face was swollen purple, but she just had one mouth, how could it be better than these people? .

Not to mention 200 yuan for medical expenses, she will be humiliated to death by these people, how can Wang Lijuan stay here, she immediately said, "You will regret it! I will not let you go." , and then walked home without looking back.

The spectators had no good show to enjoy, and gradually dispersed.

Liu Cuiying first packed a box lunch for Song Zimo for two, and asked him to leave quickly, so as not to be unsafe on the road after dark.

Carrying a basket of red dates, Su Qingqing sent Song Zimo to the entrance of Niujia Village, with a belatedly shy expression on her face, "I'm sorry to drag you back so late today!"

Her sturdy image is probably already very deep in Song Zimo's mind, woo woo woo. It's all the old lady's fault!
"It's okay! Then I'll go first!"

Song Zimo said goodbye to Su Qingqing with the plastic bag containing the lunch box and turned around to leave. Su Qingqing grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes, handed over the heavy basket of red dates in his hand, and said, "This is for Grandpa Song. Let him eat more jujubes, if they are gone, I will put them in a basket and send them over!"

"Too expensive!"

Song Zimo immediately stretched out his hand to refuse, but just happened to meet Su Qingqing's little hand that let go of the corner of his clothes, and immediately held Su Qingqing's little hand in his hand.

It's so soft, so/tender, it feels like holding a glutinous rice ball, and it's very comfortable!

Song Zimo thought about it, but he squeezed it hard again, feeling the soft touch again, and his expression was a little enjoyment.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that after what he had done to Su Qingqing just now, his ears were stained crimson. Fortunately, his hair was long enough to cover his ears, otherwise Su Qingqing would have seen it at a glance.

Su Qingqing didn't dare to move. The whole person couldn't move at the moment Song Zimo held her hand. It felt like her hands, feet and body were not her own. The action of Song Zimo's strong grip immediately seemed to be in Su Qingqing's mind. It was like throwing a big stone on the calm lake in the lake, splashing layers of ripples. The advantage is that she can finally control her body slowly.

But that strange feeling came again, as if tens of thousands of ants were pinching her skin lightly all over her body, it was prickly and itchy, indescribably uncomfortable, and at the same time there was a hint of joy, this feeling was too much It was amazing that even though Su Qingqing regained control of her body, she still remained motionless and let Song Zimo's slender palm completely wrap her little hand.

Reason made Song Zimo reluctantly let go of his hand first, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to belittle you!"

The little hand left the warm palm, and Su Qingqing actually caught her reluctance very clearly. This discovery made her break out in a cold sweat.

In her subconscious mind, shouldn't she have something to Song Zimo, right?
After hearing Song Zimo's apology, Su Qingqing waved her hands pretending not to care at all: "Ahem! What's so frivolous, isn't it just that I accidentally touched my hand! It's okay, ahaha. I have to hurry back It's time for dinner at home, so hurry up and leave, or Grandpa Song will starve to death in the hospital!"

"Well! Then you go back quickly!"

Looking at Su Qingqing's poor acting skills, Song Zimo's cheeks were rarely stained crimson, and the undisfigured half of his face was even more beautiful than a flower.

If Su Qingqing didn't look around and dare not look into Song Zimo's eyes because of embarrassment, then she would definitely be able to see Song Zimo's rare expression in a century.

Su Qingqing arrived home, and Niu Lao, who herded cattle, came in behind. Coincidentally, Yuqin invited everyone to go to the kitchen for dinner. This old woman has no face, as long as she dares to find fault again, then don't say anything else, just scold her!

After all, Niu Jiajun was a child, and he couldn't hide things in his heart. After Su Qingqing's consent, he still admitted his mistake to his parents.

"Dad, actually that old woman was right, I beat her son to the point of being bedridden!" Niu Jiajun tugged at the hem of his clothes, with an expression of begging for criticism for doing something wrong.

Su Qingqing interjected: "Actually, I beat him to serious injuries. Jiajun is at most an accomplice. Uncles and aunts, if you want to blame me, blame me! Don't be angry with Jiajun!"

Su Dahai was stunned, "Did you hit me? Girl, what are you kidding? It's not that Dad looks down on you. Needless to say, that old woman's son must be older than you, big in size and strong in strength. You have thin arms and thin legs. I guess even Jiajun can't beat him, how can he seriously injure that man?"

Liu Cuiying also looked surprised, her daughter was a little girl who had quarreled with no more than one hand in Dalian since she was a child!Why are you still fighting?

Su Qingqing replied lightly: "Ahem. Just throw your arms up and hit!"

With a bang, Su Dahai felt that the little princess in his heart was completely destroyed by Su Qingqing in an instant. But
Su Dahai's eyes exuded a strangely hot light. He stared at Su Qingqing and asked seriously: "Then you won the fight? Are you not injured?"

Su Qingqing pulled her fingers, looked at Su Haihai and said, "Well, I won the fight easily, dad, don't worry, I'm not injured!"

"Easy to win"

With joy on his face, Su Dahai clapped his hands and said, "Girl, not bad! Well done!"

"Is this how you educate your daughter?" Liu Cuiying stared at Su Dahai and asked.

(End of this chapter)