Chapter 150: Rebirth in the '90s: The Tyrannical Flower Chapter 150: Good Deeds

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

"Xiu, tonight steal... cough, cough, want to go pick watermelons at night?"

"No. Mom said taking other people's things is wrong." Chai Xiu said seriously.

Chai Mi rolled her eyes at Chai Xiu: "We'll return it later, you just don't eat it."

Chai Xiu pursed her lips and said somewhat quietly: "Sister, our family isn't unable to afford watermelons, why do we have to steal Second Uncle Da Lao Song's watermelons?"

"What do you know? Bought ones aren't sweet." Chai Mi coaxed Chai Xiu: "Only stolen watermelons taste good."

Indeed, watermelons in this era really weren't worth much.

Just one or two cents a catty, and watermelons in this era didn't have much swelling agent, they didn't grow big either; seven or eight catties, eight or nine catties, that was considered a big watermelon.

At most, just one or two yuan per watermelon.

But they really were very sweet.

If they were stolen, they'd be even sweeter.

But as for stealing watermelons, Chai Mi just wanted to enjoy the fun of stealing melons; anyway they weren't worth much, and if caught, she'd just say she was thirsty and wanted to eat one.

They were all neighbors from the same village, it couldn't really be called stealing.

Even if Chai Mi asked for some, she could get a few.

As for going to steal them, she really did want the watermelons to be "sweeter." Getting something without effort, it just doesn't taste good.

The old house ahead was still a mess; Chai Mi went out for a stroll, made an appointment with Song Qiushui, and prepared to set out at night.

Song Qiushui, this "spiritual little sister," upon hearing that Chai Mi, this young lady from a respectable family, was actually plotting to steal watermelons, was instantly overjoyed.

When Chai Mi said she was going to steal watermelons from her Second Uncle Song Qingshu's house, she was simply overjoyed to the point of flying.

By ten-twenty at night, Chai Mi got up, didn't take a flashlight, and taking advantage of the moonlight went out the door, heading straight for Village East.

Arriving at Song Qiushui's doorway, Chai Mi coughed three times; not long after, three coughs came from the back wall of the courtyard.

Not long after, Song Qiushui climbed out from the back wall.

Chai Mi and Song Qiushui made a shushing gesture at each other, then walked slowly toward Village West.

The reason Chai Mi took a detour and didn't let Song Qiushui come find her was entirely because Chai Mi was afraid Song Qiushui, this simpleton, would make too much noise looking for her and wake others up.

The two first took a detour via Village North; this place was far from the village, then they went west, then south.

By then there was no one around.

Song Qiushui was no longer afraid: "Sister, let me tell you, my Second Uncle simply has no time to watch that melon field. Only during the day does my Second Aunt occasionally go there twice. Those melons are pretty much all lost..."

Chai Mi frowned: "Pretty much all lost? Why didn't you say so earlier..."

"You didn't ask me either!" Song Qiushui spread her hands, then adjusted her sunglasses.

Chai Mi looked at Song Qiushui, speechless: "You simpleton, wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, what for? Making yourself look sick in the head?"

"This is called fashion, you country bumpkin, what do you know."

"Hmph." Chai Mi was speechless: "Wearing sunglasses, a skirt, long white sleeves, and even a pair of high heels in the middle of the night? You're really something; those who know think you're stealing watermelons, those who don't think they've run into a female ghost at midnight."

Song Qiushui's outfit was indeed rather unusual.

Especially the white long-sleeved shirt in the middle of the night, pitch black all around, so she wore her hair loose with sunglasses, her long hair not tied into a ponytail but just hanging down, reaching past her knees...

Exactly like Chu Renmei running out of the river.

The point was...

The point was Song Qiushui had also put on lipstick, bright red lips...

Chai Mi couldn't help but gasp: "Qiushui, if I got you a white hat, you'd really look like a female ghost."