Chapter 79

Su Haitang left the Wang family.

She didn't intend to take the money, so she thanked Uncle Wang for his kindness; But Yu Ge despised her and refused to take advantage of her. For fear that she would take the opportunity to touch it, Su Haitang was so bored that he happily took a few cents and left.

Of course, the money is paid according to the market price. Five cents a kilogram. The melons eaten can't be weighed. Yu Ge calculates the money according to two kilos a weight.

A melon costs a dime. It's so generous!

Su Haitang's heart was cold. She didn't bother to pay attention to Xiaocui's sour words.

Melons can't be sold or even sold at a low price. She was robbed by evil before. Didn't she put up with it as well?

She was just worried about causing trouble for her cousin and affecting Su Haitao's friendship with these children.

But since it's small, it shouldn't be so easy to break it? What they don't like is themselves. They are willing to take the time to see her from the day-to-day opportunities. They originally look at Su Haitao's face.

Su Haitang comforted himself silently, carrying the remaining five or six melons on his back and stepping heavily downstairs.

"Begonia, where are you going? I'll have dinner soon."

Wang Qingshan happened to pick up his grandson and come back from school. When he saw her coming downstairs with her bag on her back, he was surprised and asked, followed by Huang Zhenxing with a clear face behind him.

"Sir, I won't bother you. Thank you, sir. You are a good man. This melon is for you and your children. It's free."

Su Haitang pulled at the corners of his mouth, took out two melons, put them in plastic bags and handed them over.

Wang Qingshan frowned and didn't answer.

"Go back and say something. I'll have dinner right away and talk after dinner."

Su Haitang showed a wry smile and didn't want to say what others were right and wrong in the corridor. Seeing that he didn't answer, he handed the bag to Huang Zhenxing at the back and refilled a melon and handed it to him.

"Chief Huang, thank you for your kindness. Don't dislike this melon. It's not worth anything if you grow it yourself."

Su Haitang stuffed the bag into his hand, looked down, looked up at her handsome little boy curiously, and smiled more sincerely.

"I heard that you won the first prize in the calligraphy competition. How awesome! Congratulations!"

Su Haitang looked up and smiled at the three, carrying his schoolbag downstairs first.

"Don't you want to ask me the secret of writing? Are you just talking casually and flattering my grandfather?"

The crisp children's voice sounded low and high, bringing a little echo in the corridor.

Su Haitang stopped and looked back at him with a smile.

This child is really unusual. He is very much like his parents.

Looking at the boy's serious expression, Su Haitang smiled and waved.

"Go home and have dinner. It's time for lunch and class in the afternoon. I have to sell my melons first. I have to eat first, and then think about the elegant things of writing and painting."

"Calligraphy is for self-cultivation. As long as you have the heart, you can practice it anytime, anywhere. This is your excuse." the boy calmly exposed her.

Su Haitang laughed again and surrendered.

"Well, I admit that I had the idea of praising you to please your grandfather, but it's true to ask for calligraphy. It's just one moment after another. I'm leaving, so I won't bother."

"I'll go home and practice by myself. When I earn money from selling melons, I'll buy a calligraphy book and practice according to it. When I have money and leisure, I can also spend money to sign up for an interest class and listen to the guidance of professional teachers."

"You're right. It doesn't matter whether you practice calligraphy sooner or later, as long as you have a heart. Thank you, future little calligrapher. Go home and have dinner. Your body is the capital of revolution."

Su Haitang waved to him again and walked briskly downstairs.

The boy watched quietly for a while, looked up and said to the two adults, "I don't believe she is a bad person."