Su Haitang left the Wang family.

Originally, she didn't intend to collect the money, so she took it as a thank you to Uncle Wang; but Yu Ge was upright and disdainful and refused to take advantage of her. Leave a few cents.

Of course, it was paid at the market price, five cents per catty, and the melons that were eaten couldn't be weighed. Yu Ge generously counted the money according to two catties.

A dime per melon is so generous!

Su Haitang felt cold, listening to Xiao Cui's sorrowful remarks, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

It doesn’t matter if the melon can’t be sold or even sold at a bargain price. She was robbed by the scourge before, didn’t she endure it the same way?

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

But since it's a small hair, it shouldn't be so easy to break off, right? What they don't like is themselves, and they are willing to take the time to see her from all the time, because it is because of Su Haitao's face.

Su Haitang comforted herself silently, carrying the remaining five or six melons, and stepping downstairs heavily.

"Haitang, where are you going? I'll have dinner right away."

It happened that Wang Qingshan picked up his grandson and came back from school. Seeing her downstairs carrying her bag, he asked in surprise, followed by a clear-faced Huang Zhenxing.

"Uncle, that, I won't bother you. Thank you, uncle, you are a good person. This melon is for you to eat with your children, no money."

Su Haitang pulled the corner of his mouth, took out two melons, put them in a plastic bag and handed them over.

Wang Qingshan frowned but did not answer.

"If you have something to go back and say. I'll have dinner right away, and I'll talk about it after dinner."

Su Haitang smiled bitterly, and didn't want to talk about other people's right or wrong in the corridor. Seeing that he didn't answer, he handed the bag to Huang Zhenxing at the back, and then refilled it with a melon and handed it to him.

"Chief Huang, thank you for your kindness, this melon is given to you, don't dislike it, it's not worth what you planted yourself."

Su Haitang stuffed the bag into his hand, looked down at the delicate little boy who looked up at her curiously, with a sincere smile.

"I heard that you won the first prize in the calligraphy competition. That's amazing! Congratulations!"

Su Haitang raised his head and smiled at the three of them, and went downstairs first with his schoolbags.

"Aren't you asking me for the tricks of writing? Are you just talking casually and flattering my grandpa?"

The crisp children's voice sounded not high or low, bringing a little echo in the corridor.

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

This child is really unusual, much like his parents.

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

"Hurry up and go home for dinner. After dinner, it's time to take a lunch break. I have to go to class in the afternoon. I have to sell my melons. I have to eat my stomach first. Then I think about the elegant things of writing and drawing."

"Calligraphy is for self-cultivation. As long as you have the heart, you can practice it anytime and anywhere. You are an excuse." The boy calmly exposed her.

Su Haitang laughed again and surrendered.

"Well, I admit that I had previously thought of complimenting you to please your grandfather, but it is true that I want to consult calligraphy. It's just that I'm leaving now and then, so I won't bother."

"I go home and practice by myself, and when I sell melons to earn money, I buy a copybook and practice according to them; when I have money and free time, I can also spend money to enroll in an interest class and listen to the guidance of professional teachers. ."

"You're right, you don't know how to practice calligraphy, as long as you have the heart. Thank you, the future young calligrapher, go home and eat quickly. The body is the capital of the revolution."

Su Haitang waved at him again, and walked downstairs briskly.

The boy watched quietly for a while, then raised his head and said to the two adults: "I don't believe she is a bad person."