Chapter 152: Rebirth in the '90s: The Tyrannical Flower Chapter 152: Catching the Thief

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Chai Mi muttered in a low voice: "Qiu Shui, don't make trouble. There's a melon-stealing thief over there..."

Song Qiushui looked blankly confused, pointing at herself and Chai Mi: "We're the melon-stealing thieves..."

Chai Mi shook her head, pulling Song Qiushui to point at the other end of the melon field...

Over there really was a pitch-black shadow, and it really looked like it was eating melon.

It wasn't even the middle of the night anymore—it was already eleven o'clock at night. Even though it was scorching hot during the day and cooler at night, surely no one would come out to do farm work at midnight, coming to the watermelon field to hoe the field at midnight...

Besides, even if someone could come out to work at midnight, that person definitely wouldn't be Song Qingshu and his wife. First, Song Qingshu and his wife were old, unlikely to come out to work at midnight; second, they had gone to beat up their nephew-in-law Chai Youfu this afternoon, so they shouldn't have any time...

So, the person at the other end of the melon field was truly a melon-stealing thief!

Song Qiushui also saw the movement at the other end of the melon field, immediately furious: "Damn it, someone's stealing melons! Go beat him up..."

Song Qiushui stormed off to run over there, completely forgetting she was also one of those melon-stealing thieves.

Chai Mi quickly pulled Song Qiushui: "Keep your voice down. It's the middle of the night, what are you shouting for? Afraid the melon thief won't hear?"

"Then what do we do?"

"Catch him, hand him over to the authorities."

"Heh heh... Chai Mi, you want to send both of us in too? Want to eat prison food!" Song Qiushui wasn't so impulsive now, thinking it over: if they caught that melon thief, she might get arrested too.

Even though these were Second Uncle's melons, Second Uncle wouldn't make a fuss about anything, but who knows—before Second Uncle even arrived, this person might be locked up at the Police Station.

By then, word would spread all over the village...

Even if it wasn't enough to get her locked in a cage, it would be even more uncomfortable than being locked in a cage.

By then everyone would say: Hey... Song Qiushui, that shameless gluttonous girl, stealing other people's watermelons to eat at midnight, she's truly a damn glutton...

Hiss—

Song Qiushui gasped, firmly disagreeing with Chai Mi's idea of reporting to the authorities.

"Chai Mi, I think we should just forget it, pretend we didn't see anything. He steals his, we steal ours..."

"That's not right." Chai Mi shook her head and rejected: "At most we're just sampling a bit. Even if Second Uncle finds out, he won't say anything about us. We're all family, breaking a bone hurts the tendons too, right?"

"But if we see an outsider stealing melons and don't stop them, that's not good. Who knows how many melons he steals... What if this grandson is a professional melon thief, came in a car—what then? The melons on these two mu of land, he could steal them all in one night—how much would Second Uncle have to pay?"

"My Second Uncle isn't short of money... he grows melons for us to eat ourselves." Song Qiushui argued: "I reckon he's just a small thief, stealing a couple of melons to eat, no big deal."

"The nature is different." Chai Mi patiently reasoned with Song Qiushui: "Why should the melons we grow ourselves be stolen and eaten by others? Not even one is allowed."

"Uh..." Song Qiushui was also at a loss, not knowing what to do.

She and Chai Mi were also melon thieves.

As a result, two groups of melon thieves met in the field at midnight...

This scene was truly awkward!

Forget it, if Song Qingshu found out later, he'd blame Song Qiushui: Ai, our own family's melons lost face, you don't even dare to manage it, truly losing face for our Old Song Family... you stealing is one thing, but others stealing and you see it and don't manage it, you truly don't take your Second Uncle as a person at all... your Grandmother is still alive, let your Grandmother judge for me, did my Big Granddaughter do right or wrong...