Chapter 151: Rebirth in the '90s: The Tyrant Flower Chapter 151: Stealing Melons

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Song Qiushui pursed her lips: "What do you know? This is fashion!"

Chai Mi didn't quite understand fashion, but it was obvious Song Qiushui's outfit had nothing to do with fashion.

Fortunately, perming hair wasn't popular in town right now, otherwise Chai Mi figured Song Qiushui would go get a wave perm.

Song Qiushui... what she pursued wasn't necessarily fashion; she mainly pursued being different.

Since Song Qiushui walked slowly in high heels, the two of them inched along for half an hour before reaching Song Qingshu's melon field.

This melon field wasn't big, just over one mu of land. Other families mostly planted sorghum; only Song Qingshu's family planted watermelons.

The problem was he had planted them not long ago and hadn't tended them much, so the watermelon seedlings were down to just a few scattered ones, but the melons were big...

Chai Mi and Song Qiushui felt their way in the dark and found several big watermelons. Chai Mi tapped one with her finger, and it rang loud.

Sounded ripe at first listen...

Definitely not an unripe watermelon!

The melon was big; Chai Mi picked it up and estimated it at over ten catties, which counted as a big melon in this era.

After all, without high-tech tricks, a ten-catty melon was indeed rare.

Chai Mi picked two, put them in the woven bag prepared in advance, and prepared to go home.

After all, this wasn't going to the market to pick and choose; having something to eat was enough.

And two were enough anyway; if there were more, they couldn't finish them, right?

Song Qiushui touched a watermelon, then suddenly slapped it down with her hand.

This melon had long been ripe.

With that slap from Song Qiushui, the melon split open directly...

And split into pieces...

The temperature wasn't too high right now, still over twenty degrees, but after all it was night, not so sweltering.

After the melon split, a fresh watermelon fragrance instantly wafted out.

Song Qiushui crunched, broke off a piece, and ate it directly.

She ate while handing a piece to Chai Mi: "Oh, what's the rush to go back? Let's eat our fill first."

Chai Mi looked awkward and whispered a reminder: "Qiushui, we're here to steal melons... how are you eating in someone's field? When daylight comes, your Second Uncle will see watermelon rinds all over the ground and know his melons are gone?"

Song Qiushui shook her head with a fearless expression: "Tsk~ as if he wouldn't know his melons were gone without the rinds. One vine bears one melon; the vines are still here, the melons are gone... that definitely means they're lost..."

Chai Mi: "Seems like what you say makes some sense..."

Song Qiushui continued: "Exactly, what I'm saying is the will of Heaven... besides, we're helping my Second Uncle; my Second Uncle is over sixty, these days he's been fighting with his Nv Xu all day, my Cousin Sister isn't easy to deal with either, the small shop still needs someone, how would he have the mind to care about these few rotten melons... if we don't come help him eat them, wouldn't they just be thrown away anyway..."

Chai Mi nodded thoughtfully, staring at a figure not far away, sinking into thought.

Song Qiushui kept chattering: "We're doing a good deed... Chai Mi, let me tell you, this watermelon isn't just anything; when it's time, if you don't pick it, it cracks by itself."

Song Qiushui said, throwing away the watermelon she'd taken a few bites of, then casually picked another, struck it with her hand and broke it open, finally handing Chai Mi a middle piece: "Come, when we eat melon we eat this middle part, that's the sweetest... no seeds, oh so delicious..."

Chai Mi made a shushing expression.

Song Qiushui didn't see it, and continued: "I haven't even been willing to eat this middle piece myself, it's really sweet..."