"Is this also from the space?"
"Yes, it's called a sweet orange, very sweet and delicious. Grandpa, do we have this fruit here?" Jin'er asked curiously.
Old Hua shook his head, but mentioned he had vaguely seen something similar outside the shops that rich people frequented, though those were much larger and not as fresh as this one.
Jin'er wasn't too disappointed, as oranges are originally southern fruits, and it's normal not to have them here.
She then took out a couple more and placed them in her small satchel to save for her mother, brother, and little brothers.
As she was taking them out, she said to her grandpa and father, "Grandpa, Dad, don't throw away the orange peels after eating. Give them to me, I want to put them back."
Even though the small sweet oranges in the fridge were the most abundant among the fruits, she was very careful with each one, making sure not to waste any of the peels.
