330. Watermelon is ripe

Style: Romance Author: Song of ThornsWords: 2273Update Time: 24/01/18 04:07:40
No one can tell whether the surprise in the imperial capital can last.

But Qiaoqiao's surprise started in the melon field.

Early in the morning, he finished feeding a few pigs that were getting fatter and fatter, exchanged feelings with Dabai again, and had a close contact with the big bear while still wet with rain and dew when going down the mountain. Only then did he complete this short period of work.

By the time he had soaked all the rain and dew on the Dabao, the Three Treasures and the Four Treasures, as well as the Five, Six, and Seven Treasures that had not yet fully learned the rules, including Da Tian, ​​the sun had already begun to burn brightly.

However, for Qiaoqiao, there was nothing to be afraid of.

His cheeks were rosy, and glistening sweat could be seen faintly in his short, dark hair, but his skin was snow-white, so tanned that it looked translucent.

Zhang Yanping, who was getting darker and stronger by the side, could not express his jealousy. At this moment, he could only snort: "You little brat, this is how you smell like milk."

Xin Jun was sitting aside and slowly preparing for today's class. Hearing this, he said calmly:

"Some people are not only ugly in appearance, but also ugly in heart. They become jealous when they see good-looking people."

Zhang Yanping narrowed his eyes and suddenly showed murderous intent:

"Teacher Xin, I heard that you told your mother that you came here to do shopping. How long have you been here? What did you buy?"

Xin Jun: ...so angry! Which pot is not opened and lifted? Now that his purchasing lies have been seen through by his mother, he is refusing to leave because his mother can't come over and arrest him personally.

But... the loser does not lose the formation.

He also said confidently: "I have sent back the white fungus tea and chili sauce. What about you?"

"Did you send your mother a bottle of chili sauce?"

Good guy, how dare Zhang Yanping do that?

The weather was hot and time was tight. His mother wanted to bombard him with three phone calls a day. She even coaxed him to say that the money for training classes had been prepared for him, so she asked him to go back and study hard, take the civil service exam, enter the work unit, and work hard. iron rice bowl.

If you can, being the director of one county, two bureaus and three departments is not picky at all!

Zhang Yanping:......

He knows what he is capable of. Now he only knows how to read books. How can he be an iron rice bowl?

He just eats and drinks with his sister. They are a family and have such a blood relationship, so they won’t go hungry!

After thinking about it, he looked at his equally dark arms, and now he was holding his chin in his hands and thinking——

Tantan, what kind of sunscreen do you use every day?



In fact, this wave is not really due to the uneven aura given by Song Tan. In fact, the aura she attracts through her daily practice also has its own ideas.

For example, Qiao Qiao absorbs more than other people in the family.

Zhang Yanping... He has a strong physique, but when it comes to attracting spiritual energy, it's like drinking less northwest wind than others.

Besides, if the skin cannot be whitened, there is still a genetic problem. What can Song Tan do?

I can only turn a blind eye.

But at this moment, the Zhang Wang family, who had been working hard on the mountain, rarely came down slowly.

He is lame in one leg and does not walk very fast, but after so many years, he has become stable.

Seeing that Qiqi is about to come out in the next two days, I am not as shy as before, but I still refuse to enter the yard. When I walked to the door of the yard, I shouted: "Tan Tan, I think the watermelon on the mountain is almost ripe." ,You go and see!"

watermelon? !

Qiao Qiao rushed over in excitement, her eyes shining brightly: "Can I eat it?"

Zhang Wangjia looked at him with particularly soft eyes, and he chuckled at this moment: "I think he can. There are quite a few familiar with him. Can you go up and take a look?"

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Qiao Qiao turned around and looked at Song Tan expectantly.

He still has to go to class today, but in such a hot weather, when everyone hears about watermelon, their eyes are filled with tears. Who has the heart to go to class?

Song Tan waved her hand: "Take your mobile phone with you, we will start the live broadcast later."

"In addition to studying, you should also leave some time for work."

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this!

But the innocent Qiaoqiao had already returned to the room happily and picked up the stand and mobile phone.

Song Tan took the lead and led everyone up the mountain behind.

I have to say that these watermelons are too ignorant. When I bought the seedlings, they clearly said they were smaller early melons.

Okay? I didn’t see where I was going earlier. Watermelons have already been sold on the market, and the price is quite high. Kirin melons cost several yuan per pound!

There are many people in the family. Song Tan bought three of them from the street last time, which made the old Song family feel distressed.

In fact, it’s not that I can’t afford it, but I just can’t help it. In short... Now that our own melons are ripe, even though they know that the price will only be higher than the Kirin melon, everyone still thinks about it for the first time:

I don’t know what it tastes like?

Moreover, this batch of early melons was only 10-15 centimeters in diameter, maybe even smaller, according to the seedling seller.

Some are estimated to be as big as Beibei pumpkins, and the important thing is that one person can eat them all at one time.

But in this peach forest, the auras are indistinguishable from each other. That guy has simply broken through the genetic barrier and is so powerful!

Now they are all round, and the skin of the melon is full of patterns. I don’t know how good the quality is.

Zhang Wang's family followed everyone and laughed: "This melon looks really good."

I didn't even bother to take care of this vine, but there were two or three melons on one vine, which was amazing!

And they all look good.

While he was thinking about it, he was a little puzzled: "The fertilizer I prepared this year is nothing special...why isn't the kudzu root on the mountain next to it so good?"

Song Tan didn't even blush after hearing this.

There's nothing you can do about it, your spiritual energy is tight, so use it with caution, and you won't give it to anyone except from your own land.



Everyone quickly arrived at the back mountain. The peach forest was full of luxuriant leaves, and the fluffy little green peaches were plump and cute. They were densely packed in the forest. Just looking at them made their mouths sore and their saliva flowed.

The seventh cousin looked at it for a moment, and then thought:

"Your peaches are so dense. Do you need to thin them out? Don't throw away the thinned ones. Bring them back and I'll pickle the green peaches for you to eat."

Good guy, everyone's saliva is drooling.

She looked at the still tender peaches, wishing she could grab a basket of them now and try the taste of the pickled green peaches.

However, the top priority is these overly plump and round watermelons in the field.

The warm sunshine in the forest was shining down, and vines were spreading all over the hillside. Compared with the sparse situation where live broadcast could be done before, it was already a sea of ​​vines.

There are piles of round and round watermelons in the middle. From a distance, it looks like some giant bird is making a nest and laying eggs in piles.

Zhang Wang's family was also puzzled: "Look at these watermelons, they are so long. I just looked at them in a sunny place, but I didn't even touch the vines."

They are so sensible themselves!

"Are you done?"

Qiaoqiao had just stuck her phone on it, and now she chose a position, put the stand in place, and stared at the round, round watermelon on the edge, eager to try it.

The seventh cousin looked at him and asked him with a smile:

"In such a hurry, would you pick a watermelon?"

Qiaoqiao made a gesture of patting the watermelon: "I can! Pat it and it will be ripe."