This old man Li lives alone and doesn’t even have a refrigerator at home.

After buying the watermelon in July, I had to tie it into a wooden barrel and put it in a well.

Before leaving, July was worried that it would rain and smash the melon. He had already covered the well in advance. It was still raining heavily. July held an umbrella and walked to the side of the well: "It's inside."

Fu Yan handed her the umbrella, she reached out to continue, and then Fu Yan lifted the manhole cover and saw a rope tied to the well ring beside him. He thought it should be the watermelon tied by Chen Chu, so he put the manhole cover aside and untied it. The rope was pulled up with force, and soon Fu Yan pulled the bucket up.

The watermelon weighing more than ten kilograms was tied into the wooden barrel by Chen Chuwuhua. Water was still seeping from the wooden barrel, and it weighed more than thirty kilograms.

Fortunately, Fu Yan's arm strength was good, otherwise he would have struggled.

He untied the rope, "Cut it now?"

July nodded, his eyes falling on the ring on his ring finger: "Have you broken up with me?"

When Fu Yan heard her, his hand holding the watermelon shook. The watermelon that was dipped in water was already slipping. After sliding a few times, he still couldn't hold it. The watermelon fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Seeing this, July raised his eyebrows: "What, I guessed it right?"

Fu Yan glanced at the broken watermelon on the ground and shook his head: "No, don't mention these two words to me in the future."

He lowered his eyebrows and July stood beside him, feeling his sadness.

"Oh. When I came back this morning, I checked Chen Chu's previous events in the Internet cafe. You proposed to her in May, but until August, there was no news about you."

This is not the point, "I don't have the ring on your hand."

When Fu Yan heard her, he raised his head and reached out to lift the necklace around his neck, "Here."

July understood a little: "Sorry, that's because I misunderstood."

"It's okay, you never have to say sorry to me."

July looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "If I finally chose Bo Wunian, don't you have to apologize to you?"

Fu Yan didn't expect that she would say this, and it was a rare moment, but he still spoke with difficulty: "No need."

July twitched: "To be honest, I have lost my memory. Isn't it very unfair to you?"

"No."

"When you were with me before, you talked so little?"

"no."

Fu Yan said, pausing: "I'm just afraid that I can't control myself."

July rarely couldn't accept this, and his face burned.

She lowered her head, looked at the watermelon on the ground, and changed the subject: "Fortunately she fell not very broken."

Seeing that she stopped talking about that topic, Fu Yan did not continue: "Can you still eat it?"

"Yes, this watermelon is grown by locals and is very sweet. Do you like to eat watermelon?"

The watermelon is big enough, and although it is broken, it can still be eaten.

Fu Yan looked at her with joy, and the haze that had been going on for days finally dissipated little by little: "I like it."

"Then you eat more later."

Seeing that he kept looking at him like this, July couldn't stand it, "Let's rinse the watermelon first and then cut it."

"Okay, where to rinse?"

July first picked up half of the piece: "Here."

She said, walking into the kitchen.

It was raining, the weather was not good, and the kitchen was very dark.

July pulled off the tungsten wire lamp on the side, and the dim lights lit up, making the kitchen feel full of time.

In my memory, Fu Yan only saw such a kitchen in movies.
Chapter completed!