Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 682 - 684: Height Is a Pain

"Have you had enough to eat?" Zhao Xuran handed a glass of milk to Gong Ruini.

Looking at the milk, Gong Ruini lost her appetite. The taste of the milk these days was something she really didn’t like.

"Drink it, and you’ll grow taller." Zhao Xuran gave a reason Gong Ruini couldn’t refuse.

Height, an issue that left Gong Ruini very helpless. She really didn’t know why she wasn’t growing taller, or why her growth was so slow.

She was already a head shorter than Zhao Guangran, and now it’s two heads, and Zhao Guangran hasn’t even hit puberty yet.

Gong Ruini really couldn’t imagine how much taller he would be once he hit puberty.

Gong Ruini didn’t aspire to have a supermodel’s height—that would be too much pressure. She just wished to reach one meter sixty. But with her current growth rate, she was really worried.

Gong Ruini was always fretting over her height, and Zhao Guangran and the others knew this, turning it into a joke to frequently tease her, which really irritated Gong Ruini.

Although Zhao Xuran didn’t tease her, he was quite concerned and somehow managed to get a milk coupon for Gong Ruini to drink milk.

In this time of scarce resources, getting a milk coupon was no small feat; it was definitely a sign of upper class. But the taste was nowhere near as good as milk in later years.

The only thing this milk had over the milk of later years was its thickness and richness, really quite creamy.

"I’m not actually short, I’m a girl." Gong Ruini emphasized again that she really wasn’t short. "The reason I sit in the first row is because I skipped a grade."

Seeing the exasperated Gong Ruini, Zhao Xuran found her truly adorable, especially with her eyes wide open; no wonder her younger brother always said Gong Ruini being exasperated was incredibly fun to watch.

"I know, but haven’t you always wanted to compete with Zhao Guangran?"

"I remember he grew taller again, he’s already one meter forty-five."

That really hurt. Gong Ruini wanted to retort that it’s just a shorty under one meter seventy, but thinking about how he’s not even ten yet and already so tall, when he hits puberty, he’d surely be one meter eighty.

Oh my god, Zhao Xuran is not short either; Gong Ruini had seen his later photos, not only was he cool, but quite tall too. They say he had the height of a model—to be exact, 185 centimeters.

Sigh, just thinking about how everyone around her would be so tall one day made Gong Ruini feel incredibly uneasy.

"Fine, I’ll drink it." Whatever, to avoid being a second-class shorty, she’d drink it; besides, drinking milk would help with the height and also nourish the skin.

"Actually, I think White Rabbit milk candies taste better." Those candies back then were seriously made with milk, and the taste was exceptionally rich.

If she had to choose between milk candies and milk, Gong Ruini would rather choose the candy, because the latter tasted better.

"Didn’t you say the candies were too sweet?" Zhao Xuran wasn’t surprised at Gong Ruini’s picky preferences, knowing she’d always start complaining when asked to do something she didn’t like.

Milk candies being too sweet—yeah, she had said that, but did he really need to bring it up again now as a reminder?

"Fine, I’ll just drink the milk," Gong Ruini always felt she didn’t eat much and wasn’t fat, but given the limited food options these days, there weren’t many overweight people around.

This made Gong Ruini’s little bit of plumpness more noticeable, and just thinking she might become a chubby shorty motivated her.

Isn’t regular exercise essential anyway? Although it was a bit cold this winter, Gong Ruini decided to work out to avoid getting fat and maintain a good figure and height.

"I’m going to start working out."

"I’m going to aim for a height of 168," she said, feeling that this height next to tall men would make quite an impression.

What on earth? Gong Ruwen, who had just walked in, was alarmed by Gong Ruini’s sudden determination and kept signaling to Zhao Xuran to ask what was going on.

Zhao Xuran pointed to the glass in Gong Ruini’s hand, and the latter understood immediately—it was time for his little sister to drink milk again.

Gong Ruwen really didn’t understand why drinking milk caused such a commotion each time; it really didn’t need to be such a big deal.

Zhao Guangran heard the noise and rushed over immediately. At this point, he was really moved, after all the times he’d competed with Gong Ruini, this was the first time he could finally best her, and he was worried he might lose to her again.

"Ni Zi, you’re making quite a scene." Zhao Guangran was really taken aback by Gong Ruini’s dramatic behavior.

She really was overthinking it, "Even if you drink milk like this, there’s no guarantee you’ll reach one meter sixty, let alone 168. Don’t you think that’s too tall?"

Zhao Guangran did his best to keep a straight face, but he mustn’t let Gong Ruini catch him smirking, or she’d surely blow up.

Hmph, that sneaky look, as if he thought not laughing would work, "Don’t you know that concentrated things are the essence?"

"Some people only have height going for them, the rest is really nothing to brag about, I just don’t get why he’s always so hyped up."

Hmph, did he really think just by towering over her, he could constantly mock her? Not a chance.

Concentrated things are the essence? That sounded so fake. Zhao Guangran had already sparred with Gong Ruini on this before. He pointed at Zhao Xuran and Gong Ruwen who were standing nearby, "Are you saying my brother and they aren’t the essence?"

You see, I have examples to draw from, and ones that would stand up against scrutiny. "Are you implying my brother and they are just trash?"

"Yes, normally concentration is the essence, but tall people can also be smart. It’s just that some people only grow a brain, but nothing else. I’m really worried that once Guangran grows tall, he won’t grow a brain too." Gong Ruini put on a face of sincere concern for Zhao Guangran.

Too much, this was blatant mockery, and Zhao Guangran was genuinely angry, it was too much to bear, "It’s still better than some people not even reaching one meter forty."

Intelligence we can talk about, but then I’ll talk about height. Some people’s heights are just an undeniable flaw; even if people find a backer, Zhao Guangran wasn’t worried.

Hmph, this kid had gotten much smarter, no longer easily falling into her traps, but so what.

"You’re just jealous that I have milk to drink." Gong Ruini remembered how cranky Zhao Guangran got when the milk ticket was brought back, constantly claiming Zhao Xuran was biased.

Jealous you have milk to drink? "Would I be jealous of you?" Zhao Guangran certainly wouldn’t admit to that past, "This awful stuff is only something you’d drink."

"You just can’t have any."

"Heh, I wouldn’t drink such awful stuff even if I could."

Seeing the quarrel between what seemed like a pair of adversaries, Zhao Xuran was at a loss for words, "Alright, back inside to rest."

Quarreling out here in the middle of winter, amazing that they didn’t even feel the cold.