Qiao Qiao also wiped her sweat - she was not tired, but her aunt lived on the top floor, so the room was stuffy and stuffy.
Then he looked around the room and was surprised to find that the aunt didn't turn on the air conditioner!
Although the temperature did not reach 378, it was still 33°. After the summer sun, my aunt refused to turn on the air conditioner, and there was no air conditioning at all in the room!
Only the ground was still wet.
Seeing Song Tan's eyes sizing her up, the aunt said proudly:
"It's hot, I'll sprinkle water on the ground, and when the fan blows, it will cool down quickly!"
Song Tan:......
Song Tan didn't know what to say, but Qiao Qiao was particularly supportive:
"Auntie, you are so smart. This is how we sprinkle water in the yard to save electricity!"
"That's right!" Auntie also became proud: "We Qiao can still live a good life, but Auntie is not bad to you. Today, she didn't go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables just to wait for you! Sun Shouping
Song Tan looked at the sky outside again - it's dark today, what food should I buy? Auntie will definitely want to go to the vegetable market again to grab the special price.
Fine.
She had no choice but to say goodbye: "Auntie, let's leave first. We have to send melons to uncle and the others later."
"OK."
The aunt also took out a big plastic bag from the paper box at the door: "Let's go downstairs together. At eight o'clock, the vegetables and fruits in the supermarket outside the door will be on sale. I will take a walk and buy some."
At this moment, the aunt's cell phone rang.
She answered the phone, and her uncle's loud voice sounded particularly loud on the speaker:
"Hongmei, the supermarket next to my work sells vegetables at half price at 7 o'clock! It must be fresher than at 8 o'clock. I'll wait here until 7 o'clock and go back later!"
Song Tan:......
how to say? When it comes to getting by, her aunt is not an ordinary strong person.
What's even better is that she has found such a family!
Disrespect, disrespect.
…
The dusk was about to disappear on the horizon, and the lights of the city gradually became noisy. Song Tan's car turned around and went directly to the wholesale market in the suburbs.
Qiao Qiao wondered: "Uncle's house is closer!"
"I know." Song Tan said meaningfully, "I don't like my uncle very much, so I want to see him last."
"Oh oh oh," Qiao Qiao nodded in understanding and took out another cucumber from the bag: "I don't like it either. It would be better if I could not see you!"
"That's not possible." Song Tan explained: "Grandpa is the uncle's father. He wants to build a house, and the uncle has the responsibility to contribute some money. Because when the uncle bought the house, grandpa also contributed money."
"So we have to remind the uncle to prepare money."
Of course, from the side.
"I understand." Qiao Qiao said seriously: "Teacher Xin said that you should be filial to your parents and love your children - it is the responsibility of uncles, aunts, and father to support grandpa."
"But Teacher Xin also said that giving goes both ways, and the aunt gets the least, so the aunt can pay the least by being filial to grandpa."
The cucumbers crackled as he gnawed them, and the fragrant air filled the car. Song Tan couldn't help but salivate. She opened her mouth wide:
"Give me a bite, ah——"
Qiao Qiao quickly broke off a section of cucumber and stuffed it into her mouth, and then said super cautiously: "Teacher Xin said that except for husband and wife, boys and girls are not allowed to eat the same thing! I am a boy!"
Song Tan:......
"Mr. Xin's teaching is very good - but don't you still have a cucumber? Since you have broken it off, why don't you give me the whole one?"
Qiaoqiao said "Ah" and then said angrily: "I forgot!"
…
At night, the fruit wholesale market on the outskirts of the city is more prosperous than during the day. Large trucks come one after another, and people are constantly shouting to unload and get out of the way.
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Song Tan's pickup truck was among them, not conspicuous at all.
And she came to the [Dahong Fruit Wholesale Store] by a familiar route. Her uncle Zhang Hong was talking to the driver of a truck in front, while her aunt Wu Fang was wearing an apron and bent over to move a plastic basket on the ground.
When Song Tan saw this, he had no time to hold the watermelon, so he took Qiao Qiao and followed him to move the basket.
"Auntie, there are so many types of fruits that we have purchased this time!"
The aunt raised her head to see her, and just laughed in surprise. Seeing that they were about to help with the work, she quickly stepped forward to stop them:
"You don't need you, just these few baskets, I'll finish them in a moment."
"Dahong, look who's coming!"
Song Tan quickly stopped her with a smile: "Auntie, don't call me uncle. Isn't he busy? Qiao Qiao and I do farm work at home every day. We are very energetic."
With that said, he easily carried three baskets of fruits into the warehouse.
The aunt stood there, stunned.
Even the uncle who rushed over after saying goodbye in a hurry opened his mouth wide:
"This child... what is this child doing in the countryside? Why is he so strong!"
Qiaoqiao also secretly stacked three baskets of fruits together, but after trying it, she almost fell asleep!
He stared at the baskets twice in frustration, and had no choice but to replace them with two baskets unwillingly.
Fortunately, he successfully moved it and entered the warehouse smoothly.
This is a large wholesale basket, one basket can weigh 50 kilograms!
My aunt was so distressed that she was wandering around the warehouse and saw another basket of two exquisitely packaged unicorn melons, and then she hurriedly carried them out.
Song Tan's heart skipped a beat: "Auntie, what are you doing?"
The aunt quickly said: "It's so hot today, let's kill a watermelon to quench our thirst. The watermelon we just brought in is so sweet!"
Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry.
"No, aunt, you keep the watermelons and sell them for money. I brought you a few from home."
As he spoke, he told Qiaoqiao: "Go and quickly bring over the watermelons grown at home."
Qiao Qiao happily responded.
Song Tan looked at the Kirin melon in the basket - it was not big in size, probably weighing seven or eight pounds, which was similar to the large melon she specially selected.
Qiaoqiao brought the melon over: "Auntie, this is my family's first melon, specially left for you to eat."
"That's right," Song Tan also added: "Brother Yanping asked me to watch you cut one of them, and I said I can't sell it."
In essence, aunt and aunt are both people who know how to get along, but the aunt is more obvious, while the aunt is more economical and like every ordinary person.
They all grew up in the village, so what’s the point of worrying about the watermelons in their own fields? The aunt was still a little angry: "Don't listen to your cousin's nonsense. Why did I sell my own watermelon? It's not like I can't buy it."
As he spoke, he held the melon and put it under the tap, rinsed it briefly, and then subconsciously patted it with his hands.
"Don't……"
These are specially picked for my aunt, perfectly ripe melons! Qiao Qiao opened her mouth to stop her, but heard a familiar voice——
"Kacha."
He closed his mouth, he was used to it, and now he said with familiarity: "The watermelon is split."
The uncle was really surprised: "You may not come across such a good melon all summer - oh! The melons grown in our own fields are the most delicious. Smell this smell, how refreshing and sweet it is. !”
He couldn't bear it anymore.
