Chapter 334 334 Don’t You Like It?

Chapter 334 334. Don't you like it?

There are too many things to raise, and this is the only thing that worries me.

The seventh cousin said quickly: "You all have big appetites. I think everyone has to eat a melon. How much melon rind can we use for cooking?"

"Besides, at most I can slice off the thin green skin on the outside, chop it up and feed it to the others."

Good guy! This is really not a waste at all!

Qiao Qiao was a little hesitant:

"But in this way, the king eats the watermelon, but Dabao and the others don't. It's so unfair."

The reason why he, Song Qiao Qiao, can be so popular among the treasures is because of the eight words "rain and dew are evenly distributed, fairness and justice".

"It's okay," Song Tan comforted him: "You don't have to call Secretary Xiao Zhu, I'll just send her a message."

"If you don't mind the heat, go to the mountain and pick two more watermelons to share with the treasures - by the way, five, six, seven or three treasures, only a little bit can be given. They really don't do their work well, they need to be spurred on, not indulged."

"Okay!"

Qiao Qiao was really happy.

Only Song Youde was a little embarrassed: "She is Xiao Zhu, we call her affectionately, but she is the secretary after all, you just sent a message to call her over, it's too casual and inappropriate..."

Song Tan pondered for a moment: "That's right, then I won't say anything."

She flipped out the picture of watermelon she took on the mountain just now, and then sent it directly.

The next moment, Secretary Xiao Zhu's screen was full of exclamation marks that were about to fly out -

[Watermelon is ripe? ! I'll come over now! ! ! ! ! 】

"Look," Song Tan smiled at Song Youde obediently:

"Grandpa, is this respectful enough?"

Song Youde:...

...

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, seemed to have been summoned by some magic, and came running at a click.

The weather was hot, so she wore a loose short-sleeved shirt and ordinary trousers, and her hair was tied up in a sloppy way.

After entering the yard, she first shouted with full energy: "The watermelons are ripe, right?"

"Ripe." Song Tan didn't even raise her head.

"Where's Grandpa Song?" She was really not shy, and she went to the main hall again with a plastic bag:

"Grandpa Song, look what I brought you? Special cigarettes! When we have a banquet at home, you can give one to everyone around the table, dear! You will be the most shining old man in the whole banquet!"

"What's shining or not shining?"

Song Youde was very resistant.

This was what he exchanged for two kilograms of tobacco, and he was really heartbroken!

But, despite the heartache, the hand that took the cigarette did not drop it at all. He looked at the cigarette over and over again:

"Is this the special supply? I haven't seen it before..."

Then he carefully wrapped it in a plastic bag: "I'll put it away first, it can't get wet."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, smiled and thought: once, twice, and three times, will it be difficult? It's just a matter of time.

She, Xiao Zhu, has plenty of time and appetite!

But...

"Where's the watermelon?"

She took a stroll in the yard. It was noon and the production of chili sauce was suspended, but the yard was still lingering with the smell of chili.

She took two sips and her appetite was immediately restored.

But after a round, she still didn't see the shadow of the watermelon--

No way?

She just ran over here for a few minutes, and she ate the melon rind clean?

Zhang Yanping was sitting on the porch with her chin in her hand, looking like a woman waiting for her husband. She said listlessly, "It's soaking in the well."

"Actually, I don't mind if the melon is not cool enough, as long as it is sweet enough..." he muttered.

Secretary Zhu subconsciously sucked his saliva: "Actually, I don't mind - is the watermelon delicious?"

"Delicious!"

Zhang Yanping was full of energy: "I have never eaten such delicious melons in my life!"

"Secretary Zhu, do you want to buy a few? Tantan's price today is not high, 20 per catty."

This melon is about to flood the streets, and it costs 20 per catty now? Zhu Jun thought to himself, it's really expensive!

But!

Who told her to have so many grandfathers?

Especially during this period! No shortage of money!

So she also asked: "Can this melon be delivered by express? If it can, I will buy 20 first."

Song Tan thought for a while: "Express delivery is OK, I can pick out the ones that are not so ripe for you."

She thought for a while: "I'm going to the city to sell melons in the afternoon, and I'll just take your melons there to send them. Just give me the address."

"Okay!" Zhu Jun was also straightforward: "Pick out a few big ones for me in the afternoon."

Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, looking forward to it, Qiao finally came back from the mountain, and more than half an hour had passed.

Seeing that lunch would be ready soon, Zhang Yanping finally couldn't bear it: "How long do you have to soak it in the well?"

"The well water surges slowly..." Seventh cousin said subconsciously, and then thought: "It should be OK."

It's not summer yet, and the temperature is not so exaggerated.

After saying this, Song Tan didn't even need to get up, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, two big men, ran faster than rabbits!

The goal-the well!

The two of them huffed and puffed to bring back the two baskets, and their clothes and pants were wet.

But in the summer, the watermelon dried up in the yard and no one cared.

Everyone sat around the square table in the yard, like children in kindergarten waiting to share fruits.

The watermelon tasted so good that the seventh cousin did not use his kitchen knives, but took out a long watermelon knife from his knife rack.

He picked a big one and washed it. Then, just as the blade hit the watermelon rind, the watermelon in front of him made a familiar "crack" sound and split open obediently.

He laughed: "Tan Tan, the watermelons in your family are all very sensible."

Song Youde also laughed: "Tan Tan, when you go to the city to deliver the watermelons in the afternoon, you have to lay a thicker straw underneath, otherwise I'm afraid that it will explode in the car when it bumps back."

Song Tan's scalp numbed when he imagined that scene.

Wu Lan thought: "Take it with you, don't sell it all, keep three or five, and send it to grandma's house when you come back. I haven't been there for a long time."

"Okay!"

There is work to do at home every day. Although it is not as busy as in spring, there is no time to rest.

Besides, my uncle's family is also busy collecting tea leaves and so on. During the busy farming season, no one will be idle to visit relatives. Song Tan agreed immediately.

Then he looked at Zhang Yanping again: "Will you go to the city with me this afternoon? I'll also send some watermelons to my aunt."

Zhang Yanping shuddered all over, remembering the fear of being dominated by his mother's nagging. At this moment, with his mouth full of watermelon, he shook his head wildly, and the juice was about to splash onto Xin Jun's arm. He was disgusted and pulled the stool away.

"No!" He resisted: "You can send watermelons, but don't chat! Otherwise, once you start chatting, you can run away, and I have to answer my mother's call..."

Zhang Yanping was still frightened.

Zhu Jun looked at him, saw his strong arms from his dark face, and then thought:

"I think you have a flexible mind and a strong body. If you take the civil service exam... going to the countryside is a great advantage! Why don't you take it? Is it because you don't like it?"

Okay! The extra chapter is finished! Good night.

It turns out that I still have the ability to add more chapters... woohoo...

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