Widow Liu lives with Uncle Feng. Of course, the reason for this is also thanks to Uncle Feng’s watermelons. They grow so well, big and round. Not only that, it is said that she ate Uncle Feng’s watermelons. The watermelons you grow can live longer than those in Nanshan. Widow Liu regretted it very much since she ate the watermelon given to her by Uncle Feng, because when she came back from her dream at midnight, she carefully thought about Uncle Feng's face and found that he was a very dirty person. He slapped himself in the face every time he burst into tears because of what he had done. He blamed himself for being too greedy and even sleeping with him for a few watermelons.
But since they are all sleeping together, there is nothing that can be done about it. I have to make do with it in the days to come. At least I have something to eat, unlike before, where I woke up early and stayed late, rushing around all day just to fill my stomach. . Sometimes the sun was shining on her buttocks, and because someone was working for her, Widow Liu didn't rush to get up. She waited until Uncle Feng had prepared the meal, put it in her mouth, and started to feed herself. Then he lazily climbed out of bed.
With Uncle Feng as her backer, Widow Liu sometimes thinks that she no longer has to think about other things and can concentrate on serving his old man. She must not dare to offend him, otherwise she will find such a good person again. The man was obedient to him every day. Even when he went to the market in Luzhen, he let himself ride on his old man's neck. He fell down tiredly. He was so tired that he began to curse and even broke a bone. This Don't take it to heart either. Being able to serve Widow Liu is a real virtue for Uncle Feng in his previous life. Otherwise, it would not be his turn to sleep with her.
Uncle Feng was born into a poor family, and his only property seemed to be the watermelons on the mountains. They were all over the mountains and plains, and there was no end in sight. It was also because Uncle Feng had so many watermelons. Otherwise, it would be impossible to be with such a romantic widow.
And people, because of the good growth of Uncle Feng's watermelons, sometimes the watermelons grow too big, weighing hundreds of kilograms each, lying chubby in the field. At that time, thieves wanted to steal them, but because of this The watermelon was too big and he thought it was something ominous, even a monster. He was scared to death. Not long after he returned home, he passed away after giving some last words. However, this did not stop the thieves from pursuing Uncle Feng's watermelon. If such a good watermelon were shipped to Lu Town, it would definitely be sold at a good price. It might even be possible for a watermelon to become prosperous based on this.
Therefore, the second thief also went to Uncle Feng's melon field. Of course, the previous thief was frightened to death when he saw Uncle Feng's watermelon. He was not unaware of this, but he was just for money, in order to make a fortune. , I didn’t care about this for a while. The thief took advantage of the high wind and bright moonlight to sneak up to the mountain, and because of the presence of Uncle Feng's watermelons, this mountain was certainly very scary. People in ordinary deserted villages would often look like this after the sun goes down. No matter what, I don't dare to stay on the mountain, even if there is a beauty like Widow Liu on the mountain, I won't go there.
At that time, this thief went to the mountains to make money. What couldn't he do? After going up the mountain, I found a super watermelon lying in Uncle Feng's melon field. Moreover, this watermelon looked very beautiful. It spread its fragrance in the air and fragrant the vegetation far and near, making this thief particularly special. Feel comfortable.
After the thief stole the watermelon, he directly carried it on his shoulders, but he didn't dare to light a torch as he walked away. The mountain road was rugged, and there were often poisonous snakes in the road. If you were not careful, you might even be bitten. arrive. This thief was carrying this watermelon and kept walking on the mountain road in this deserted village. This watermelon was not big in the first place, but when it pressed on a person's body, it actually weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, which directly made the thief feel his waist. It was very uncomfortable, as if it was twisted, and the movements were not very coordinated. At this time, I wanted to put the watermelon down.
It's raining, and the water is sprinkled on the watermelon. It's just difficult to control it. Even though it's finally carried on my shoulders, it's because there's no place to start, so I can't grab it or pick it. It's impossible to put it down, because the watermelon is big and round, and it will roll down the mountain if you don't do it.
Of course, for such a small amount of weight, it wouldn't be a big deal if my waist didn't slip. Since my waist slipped, it would be unbearable to carry such a heavy thing again. No, the thief was so tired that he couldn't help but cry. He realized that crying was useless, so he started scolding his mother randomly. She was neither big nor small. He also scolded this god's mother.
This thief is really pitiful carrying a watermelon because he can't put it down. If someone could help him at this time, catch the watermelon and then put it gently on the ground so that he can sit on it. It would be great to smoke a cigarette while drinking watermelon, or even go to the well for a drink of water. But it didn't work. I couldn't put it down because no one was helping me. I could only carry it on my shoulders and keep walking forward.
But the watermelon on the shoulder, for some reason, became heavier and heavier. Coupled with the rain, the weight became even more unbearable. It directly bent the thief and fell to the ground from exhaustion. But I didn't dare to put it down because I was walking on a steep cliff and couldn't put it down. Otherwise, the watermelon might just roll down and never be found again.
The thief didn't expect that the watermelon would become so heavy. If he had known this, he would not have stolen the watermelon. At this time, he even wanted to throw the watermelon under the cliff. Otherwise, he would have been about to go into shock. If he did this again If you carry on, is this okay? Just as he was about to throw the watermelon down the cliff, he suddenly heard another person appear under the cliff. It was not his own son. This thief had a son in old age and only had such a single seedling. Little can be said about this watermelon. It also weighs thousands. It would be terrible if it rolled down and hit him.
I might as well continue carrying it. Although it was very painful, I felt very comfortable. I thought, how much money would I make if I sold such a big watermelon to Lu Town? The thief was very happy.
The next day, people found the watermelon at the foot of the mountain. The watermelon had been smashed to pieces. It might have rolled down from a high place. On the cliff, a man was lying on the edge of a stone, already lifeless. , and there were no wounds on his body. The only possibility was that he was dead from exhaustion. But why did this man die of exhaustion on this cliff?
People came to a conclusion, that is, they stole Uncle Feng's watermelon because the watermelon was too big and the man was not strong enough, so he died of exhaustion. Uncle Feng also looked at this man at that time and spat on his face. If you don't learn from others, you actually start this business. How shameless is it?
It was also because Uncle Feng’s watermelons were big and round. Otherwise, why would Widow Liu be willing to be his woman? The watermelons grown by others either tasted bitter or were eaten, so she began to look for stones. Beating people, talking nonsense, even saying that he is a god and asking people to kneel at his feet. For this reason, other people no longer dare to grow watermelons. Otherwise, it would be very immoral to make people sick from eating them.
When the sun came out, Widow Liu quietly walked up the mountain to take a look at the watermelons grown by Uncle Feng. Widow Liu picked one and ate it. After eating it, she felt so refreshed, as if she had eaten it. The dragon meat was suddenly clear from top to bottom, and after eating this watermelon, I understood all the things that I couldn't understand on a normal day. If I were to take the exam at this time, it would be weird if I didn't get a perfect score. After eating such a delicious watermelon, Widow Liu no longer had any dissatisfaction with Uncle Feng. She was very grateful in her heart. Without Uncle Feng, she might never be able to eat such a delicious watermelon in her life.
At this moment, Widow Liu noticed that the weather was not right. Suddenly, it started to rain. In the trees far and near, the howling of the wind was so shrill that it was almost outrageous. And in the sky, hail gradually began to fall again. At first, it was only as big as a man's teeth, then it became as big as a man's eyes, and then it was as big as a man's head.
Not only that, because of the roar of the strong wind, it picked up several rocks, caught them in the air, and then smashed them hard against Uncle Feng's watermelon field. Widow Liu ran away at this time, not daring to stay for a moment, otherwise, if the hailstones hit her, she might really become a powder in a short time.
Widow Liu originally wanted to run away, but seeing the watermelons all over the ground ruined, she couldn't do it anyway, so she decided to die instead of running away. Anyway, her life was not as valuable as these watermelons. Fortunately, the hailstones all over the sky did not hit Widow Liu. Maybe God was not willing to hit her. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Widow Liu to escape!
Widow Liu stood by the watermelon field and saw that each of these watermelons was rotten and broken soon after. At this time, she rushed forward. This was more expensive than dragon meat. How could it be like this? What if it was smashed? She wanted to protect these watermelons with her own body, but there were so many hailstones. Widow Liu even wanted to protect the watermelons with her skills. Just dream!
In the blink of an eye, the watermelon was completely gone, and there was nothing left. Even the watermelon vine was swept away by the wind and scattered randomly. Widow Liu had no choice but to leave the mountain and returned to her house in a depressed mood. But at this time, Uncle Feng was still lying on her bed, preparing to have sex with her.
