Facing Su Xiaoting's inquiring gaze, Su Qinghe nodded, "You can play with your sister for a while."

Just as Su Qinghe finished speaking, the little guy stood up with his hands on the ground, stuck out his butt, and took Su Xiaoting's hand, "Sister~ Crazy Xiga~"

"It's picking!" Su Xiaoting tried seriously to correct the little guy's pronunciation, "Pick watermelon!"

The little guy insists on himself, "She's ~"

"Pick watermelon!"

"Shexiga~"

The little sisters had no nutritional conversation, and Su Qinghe also happily participated in it. He clapped his palms, "Good, read with dad, pick watermelons, pick wormwood, brother's house, melons!"

Slow down and exaggerated mouth shape.

The little guy was stunned for a moment before jumping on the spot. The shouting shoes under his feet made a harsh sound, and even louder it was the little guy's laughter and shouting, "Gaga~"

"Sister, are you a little duck?" Su Xiaoting laughed, "The duck is just clamoring!"

Everyone around melon picking and transporting melons looked over and saw the little guy jumping, white and fat, and all showed a loving smile.

"Tingting, take your sister to pick watermelons!" Su Qinghe sat down on the spot, actually wanted Su Xiaoting to rest.

"Yeah!" Su Xiaoting certainly didn't know Su Qinghe's intention, so she focused her head and pulled the little guy who was still quacking, "Sister, I'll teach you how to pick watermelons!"

"Zai Xiga~" the little guy followed, his mouth squirted.

Su Xiaoting was too lazy to correct her, so she squatted down and taught the little guy while picking her.

"Sister, look, we are going to find the watermelon vine. Seeing this fork or not, we will break it here..."

As he said that, he picked a watermelon and picked it up and moved it into a basket.

"The watermelon we picked will be put here. When the basket is filled, the adults will come and pick it away!"

The little guy opened his mouth slightly and looked at Su Xiaoting picked up a big watermelon. His big eyes became wider and wider. He walked to the edge of the basket and looked at the watermelon inside.

"Xiga~" The little guy suddenly jumped around holding the basket and reached out to touch it, but his hand was too short to reach it, so he became anxious again, "Sister~Xiga~"

"Sister, there are watermelons here too!" Su Xiaoting found a piece of it in the field and picked it up and pushed it around there.

Sure enough, it immediately attracted the little guy's attention. She walked over again, and after walking a few steps, the watermelon vine was mixed and her whole body lies forward!

Su Qinghe didn't react much. Anyway, it was the mud and watermelon leaves as cushioning. The little guy's long shirt and trousers wouldn't hurt too much.

Although Su Qinghe loves children, it is normal for children to play and bump. Isn’t it said that they can’t grow up without bumping or bumping.

If Bai Zhi was here, he would probably laugh out loud. If Su Qinghe liked to tease the little guy, then Bai Zhi, a damn person, wanted to watch good jokes all the time.

Su Xiaoting's heart tightened and hurriedly ran to help the little guy up, "Sister, are you okay?"

The little guy was stunned for a while and didn't cry. He only raised his head after hearing Su Xiaoting's voice, revealing eight small breasts and giggling.

After rolling around in place for a few laps, getting up, not walking, climbed directly to the big watermelon, pushing the watermelon with both hands.

Seeing the watermelon move, the little guy laughed even louder, "Sister~ Xiga~"

Su Xiaoting walked over and said to the little guy: "Sister, look at me!"

After saying that, he pushed the watermelon rolled half a circle and turned over.

The little guy's eyes were full of excitement and pushed them down, but the watermelon still moved.

It seemed that she felt that Xigua was bullying her, and the little guy slapped Xigua in angrily.

"Sister, I'll help you push it!"

Seeing this, Su Xiaoting said something and squatted behind the little guy, grabbed her hands and pressed it on the watermelon, and pushed it hard, and the watermelon rolled half a circle again.

The little guy sat on the ground, slapped his hands, screaming and cheering.

It seemed as if she was pushing the watermelon with her own strength.

When I saw someone walking by with two baskets of watermelons, the little guy immediately pointed and shouted: "Xiga~Xiga~"

He got up and followed step by step. Su Xiaoting looked at Su Qinghe who was still motionless and had to follow him too.

The little guy couldn't keep up with the adults' pace, so he slowly stopped, his little head turned around, looking at the adults carrying baskets.

Then he walked towards Su Qinghe and fell down halfway, neither crying nor shouting, nor standing up, rolling and crawling, and at a very fast speed.

Looking at the messy watermelon field and looking at the little guy with a embarrassed face but joy, Su Qinghe laughed out loud.

He took a tissue to wipe the little guy's sweat and asked, "Good, why are you looking for dad?"

The little guy pointed at the basket, "Dad~ Xiga~ so many~"

Su Qinghe looked in the direction of the little guy's finger, and the two raised baskets were filled with watermelons, and they all emerged.

Su Qinghe estimated that one basket contained at least eight or nine watermelons, and the two baskets combined were probably about four hundred kilograms.

Seeing that the man looked calm and steadily, Su Qinghe couldn't help but be shocked. He even suspected that even if the basket was overwhelmed, the middle-aged man would not be exhausted.

After watching for a while, I withdrew my gaze and touched the little guy's head, "Do you want to pretend to be a watermelon?"

"Dirty Xiga~" The little guy grabbed Su Qinghe's fingers, swayed, acting cute, "Dad~"

Su Qinghe was too lazy to correct the little guy's strange pronunciation, so he should be dirty.

"Can you please tell my sister to pretend to show you?"

After sitting here for a while, Su Qinghe really didn't want to move.

The little guy turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoting, "Sister~"

Su Xiaoting didn't speak, used actions instead of words, and moved the watermelons she had picked before into the basket one by one.

After a while, a basket was filled, and she continued to fill the second basket.

The little guy immediately gave up on his old father and ran to the edge of the basket. Now she could finally touch it and jumped around holding the basket.

Someone saw that the basket was full and wanted to pick it up, but the little guy refused to let him go, "My~ can't~"

He shouted and pushed the adult's legs, trying to push the person away.

The man looked at Su Qinghe and didn't know whether to leave or not.

"Go and choose other people's first, let her play with the one here!"

After Su Qinghe finished speaking, he looked at the little guy again. Seeing her fierce look on her face, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Good, why are you so domineering?"

The little guy was selectively deaf and ignored Su Qinghe. When he saw the man walking away, he happily held the basket, slapped the watermelon, and called Su Xiaoting to play with her.

Su Xiaoting was unmoved and stood there, flattening her mouth and looking at Su Qinghe.

"Uncle Qinghe, take your sister away, I can't pick the watermelon!"

Although she was young, she knew how much work she did and how much it cost. The eldest lady said she would give her one hundred more yuan, and she felt that she should do more.

My sister is troubled by now, which has caused her not to work much during this period, and she feels a little aggrieved.
Chapter completed!