"You really can't just look at people's appearance. Wang Dafa is a good object to understand." Zhang Niu, who was standing in front of the door of the small villa, said to himself.

After staying upstairs for nearly two hours, Zhang Niu, who had never understood architecture, learned a lot of knowledge. After some improvement, the ideal villa in his heart was printed on paper.

I searched for similar types of villas in the picture magazine, and asked Zhang Niu to choose similar types for rectification. Then I decided to discuss the situation and started to build them after Zhang Niu moved.

As for the remaining empty houses after the house is moved, Wang Dafa will naturally send someone to demolish the empty house and build a new small villa again.

Zhang Niu is very satisfied with this, and it is the best thing to do without doing it yourself. Regarding the price issue, steel bars and other things are increasing in construction for a period of time. Naturally, the cost of construction will rise.

A small villa on the third floor costs about 100,000 to 130,000 yuan. This is the approximate amount. Zhang Niu immediately thought that the price was about the same as what Shengming said at the beginning.

After making the agreement, Zhang Niu happily came out of the house. All that was left was to move home and put the items at home like a happy small building.

These furniture can't be placed outside. If you get in the wind and rain, problems will soon occur. Even if you cover the film, it will be the same. Moreover, the construction work of building a house is busy, and if you don't pay attention to the furniture that is behind, you may be damaged.

The main thing is to move the furniture to Kaixin Xiaozhu, and the Qingyou Xiaoju is empty. The extra items can be placed there. Kaixin Xiaozhu has no spare room, and Zhang Niu has already filled the grocery room with items.

The remaining items can only be found in the quiet and quiet residence. After all, the place has not been renovated yet, and the bamboo basket rooms are all empty.

I rode out on a motorcycle and thought of telling my aunt, but then I thought, let it go. I'm busy now, so I have to stay in the supermarket all day.

It is easy to open a store, but it is difficult to keep a store. It is about the difficulty of opening a store.

The speed of going home felt like no one was extremely empty in the asphalt roads in the countryside. The scorching sun was exposed to the weeds in the afternoon, and even fewer villagers working in the fields.

The sound of the cicada can be clearly heard on the cracked trees by the roadside.

Since most of the cicadas are buried in the soil and do not arch out of the ground, there are very few cicadas on the trees, but after time, the cicadas on the trees will soon become everyone's delicacies.

On the way back, Zhang Niu saw several little kids holding bamboos, woven a circle with bamboo branches, and in the middle of the circle was a special spider web.

This spider web is an ordinary spider web. The only feature of this kind of spider web is that it is particularly clingy. When you touch your hands, the spider web will immediately be wrapped around your hands.

Having this clingy feature often becomes a catching tool for children. Spider webs are wrapped around the bamboo branches. When you see cicadas parked on the tree, you can cover them while you are not prepared.

It is usually difficult to escape cicadas that are stuck on spider webs, which has become the favorite thing for children to play in summer. Although not many cicadas come out at this time, they can still satisfy their interests.

"Oh, the big brother is back."

The sound of motorcycles sounded on the trail, and the little kid knew that Zhang Niu was back.

Xiao Hei, who was lying under the flower pond, shook his tail, which made people know at a glance that the owner was back.

The little kid and little girl who were staying in the bamboo pavilion ran out. It was hot outside, but in the happy Xiaozhu, there were green trees and spots of light scattered on the flat cement floor.

Since the tree climbed and watered the space, the sycamore trees and osmanthus flowers here began to grow vigorously and began to sprout new buds. Unconsciously, a natural artificial umbrella formed to cover the happy small building.

On this summer, Zhang Niu's happy little tree brings a cool feeling.

"Big brother, when will we cut watermelon? We want to eat watermelon. We will go out to swim later." The little fat man with the cover of the pot said smacking his lips.

No wonder they are all here today. The little kids usually go back to take a nap at noon. Today, they are thinking about the seductive watermelon and they don’t go back.

"Wait until the elder brother has a rest, cut the watermelon immediately."

"I have a watermelon to eat." The happiest person was the fat man.

I always have to rest before I can cut watermelon when I come back. Most people take a nap. Liangshan goes to bed early. As for the rice bucket and incompetence, I will go to the Happy Valley to supervise it.

You can even hear the roar of a motor in the distance. This is a mud and water mixer truck for road construction, stirring cement desperately.

It is impossible to mix cement artificially in this hot summer. Everything is left to electrification. There is no harassment from poisonous insects in the mountains and forests. Both the speed of work and the quality have been greatly improved.

"Go away, cut the watermelon!" Zhang Niu stood up after a while.

We can't let them wait any longer. In the afternoon, the little kids still have many places to play.

Almost ten children followed Zhang Niu to the kitchen in a noisy way.

Before going out, the watermelon soaked in the iron basin was moved to the house. After changing the water several times, the watermelon was cooler and the taste was better.

I have a watermelon knife at home, and it looks extremely sharp when the long one is shining with a cold light.

The little kids around were circling around the watermelon, and they wanted to eat a bite now. It looked so tempting that they almost drooled.

Carefully pick out the watermelon soaked in water and place it on the table.

Such a large watermelon can only be cut on the table, and there is no place to put it.

Xiaoergou touched his little nose and said with a smile: "Big brother, I took a photo of this watermelon just now, why does it sound like it is empty? Isn't this watermelon a white melon? (White Pao)?"

"How could it be? Brother Niu's skill in picking watermelons is great. Don't worry, there will definitely be no such thing." A little kid suspected that the watermelon was a white ladle, and Zhang Niu had to confirm the correctness of the watermelon.

Cut the small part with vines and apply it gently on the edge of the watermelon knife a few times. This is the old habit of cutting watermelon. After being left for a long time, you can just use this part to remove the smell.

"Cut the watermelon."

Zhang Niu posed and prepared to cut the first watermelon this summer.

The children around them all gathered around them and wanted to see if the watermelon was red or white, because Xiao Ergou was very prestigious among the little hairy kids, and everyone believed him more.

Everyone stared at the big watermelon on the table.

I took a deep breath and pressed the sharp edge in the middle of the watermelon, intending to do a one-size-fits-all approach.

"Don't be Bai Piao, that's so embarrassing." I thought to myself.

Cut it hard, and there is no use to cracking sound. Some watermelons have been raised in the field for a long time. The moment they are cut, they will make continuous breaking sounds, and many holes will be cracked in the entire watermelon.

It is confirmed that the watermelon is too ripe. This type of watermelon will crack when it is slightly shocked, and it is often the most difficult to preserve. After all, no one knows when the watermelon will burst.

"Red Scoop"

"It's not a white pie, it's a red pie"

Zhang Niu cut a part of it, and through the gap, the little hairy children saw the red color inside, and agreed that the watermelon was a red scoop, which became a basic knowledge in the countryside.

Zhang Niu's heart finally fell down and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just let the watermelon red scoop, so there is no need to worry about other problems.

Xiao Ergou said Baipiao just now, and Zhang Niu was really worried. Uncle Ergou is an expert in watermelon picking in the village. This year, he has grown a lot of mountain watermelons. He can always learn a few levels of kung fu with his son next to him.

He cut the watermelon knife with one knife and put it aside. At this time, the watermelons were still closed together. Through the gap, Zhang Niu clearly saw the fiery red color, and a lot of juice was pulled out and flowed out.

With a light hand, I was ready to start dividing the watermelon.

Zhang Niu easily broke the watermelon, and the cut watermelon revealed its true face. As soon as the watermelon spread out, it was followed by an uproar.

The little boy was shocked when he looked at the watermelon and covered his mouth and didn't know what to say.

The little girl was even more curious about staring at the watermelon. Why did Brother Niu grow watermelons different from what she usually see?

The spread watermelon was printed into Zhang Niu's eyes. The color of the watermelon was originally a red scoop, but the watermelon in front of him was all seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Watermelon with seven colors is a shocking thing for the little kids in the countryside.

Zhang Niu was very surprised when he looked at the seven-colored watermelon in front of him. He immediately thought of the colorful leaves in the space. His seeds were put in the space for a day and watered the space water.

I didn't expect that the watermelon planted outside and the red scoop inside turned into seven colors, and I was surprised but also surprised.

Everyone stared at the little eyes, amazed at the seven-colored watermelon.

The slightly bold little Ergou asked weakly: "Brother Niu, did you grow this watermelon? Why is it different from my dad growing it, and it has so many colors. Can it be eaten?"

Cutting watermelon can cut out colorful watermelons, something Zhang Niu himself did not expect.

At the beginning, I wanted the watermelon to mature earlier and taste better. Who would have thought that it would mutate into a colorful watermelon?

Then he smiled: "Yes, this is a new type of watermelon that your brother Niu just cultivated. It's an accident!"

"Brother Niu grows watermelons even better than those grown in my father's field." Xiaoergou immediately remembered the watermelons he grew at home.

"I have seen watercolor pens with seven colors, but I have never seen watermelons with seven colors," said the little girl with her cheeks.

"Yeah, I just don't know if this watermelon can be eaten?"

Looking at the seductive seven-color watermelon, in addition to being curious, more doubts were whether this watermelon could be eaten.

"This watermelon is edible. I'll cut it for you to try it. It will definitely taste delicious." Pick up the watermelon, cut it into pieces, and divide it into pieces.

The cut seven-colored watermelon maintains its gorgeous color and does not cause any changes due to exposure to the air.

The watermelon was cut, and the little kids didn't dare to chew the watermelon in front of them, and felt afraid of the seven-colored watermelon.

Although Zhang Niu said this, no one dared to eat the seven-colored watermelon in front of him.

"This watermelon is delicious, you can tell if you try it. Why don't Brother Niu eat it for you to see?" Zhang Niu chose a piece of seven-color watermelon to demonstrate.

Zhang Niu himself was curious about this seven-colored watermelon, what kind of smell it would have.

I gently bite the watermelon in my mouth, and the only feeling is that it is refreshing and sweet.

The gastric juice squirmed quickly, creating a huge feeling, slowly swallowing the watermelon in her throat, making Zhang Niu feel wonderful.

"It's delicious!" couldn't help but sigh.

This watermelon has an advantage in taste and is the best choice in taste and even in color.

When the little hairy boy saw Zhang Niu eating watermelon, he snatched the watermelon cut on the table.

"tasty!"

Everyone started to shout, and they could eat this watermelon in a mouthful of mouth.


Chapter completed!