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275. The little thief comes

Lifting the green net covering the tree, the bright light of the flashlight shone among the trees. The green, medium-red, and yellow half-ripe cherries on them were densely packed together, which was particularly pleasant.

The person in charge had a good memory. He turned three times and twice to find the right angle, and soon the light captured a red and translucent cherry.

In the stillness of the night, it was just a cherry, but now it made him realize what it felt like to be a thief.

He looked around, then reached out and picked out the cherry.

And when he got out of the net, he took a flashlight and looked left and right at the cherry. He really fell in love with the red color!

The sweet smell of cherries seemed to linger around him, and he popped it into his mouth without hesitation.

next moment--

The person in charge didn't sleep all night.

He tossed and turned, and the workers in the work shed turned over, snored, talked in their sleep, picked at their feet, scratched their itches, and everything else, except for him who was sleeping.

The taste of the cherry seemed to still be in his mouth. He tossed it until midnight, then stretched out the tip of his tongue and carefully spit out the cherry pit.

how to say?

Even this action revealed a sense of reluctance.

How can there be such delicious food in the world?

How did he know that these were cherries soaked by the spiritual energy at the door of his house day and night? The taste was more than 10 times better than the vegetables sold before!

Capturing his heart is easy.

But early in the morning, after he walked around the construction site with a haggard look, he turned around and found Song Sancheng standing under the cherry tree, carefully observing what?

He was shocked!

I thought to myself, could it be that I was caught stealing a cherry last night?

But then I thought again, it’s just a cherry. I used to work for others and pick pears at their doorsteps, so it’s nothing.

But the more I think about it, the more my heart feels like beating a drum.

But at this moment, he just put on a stiff smile and walked forward: "Brother, what are you looking at here?"

Song Sancheng took the cigarette from his hand in surprise and smiled: "I am not thinking that the cherries should be ripe this year, but they are not yet ripe... And why is this net a bit messy, and the leaves of the trees are like

I was picked on by others..."

The more I looked at it, the more puzzled I became, but the cherries on top were yellow, yellow and red, which meant they were obviously underripe. Anyone who has eaten underripe cherries knows what they taste like.

Not so!

The person in charge felt guilty for a while.

After he ate the cherry last night, he turned around and got into the net underneath again, using a flashlight to pull around in the middle of the night.

However, after struggling for a long time, I didn't pick even the ripe ones. The half-ripe ones were still hard to the touch, so I really couldn't pick them.

Now that Song Sancheng saw it, he could only pretend to be casual and said: "Maybe the squirrels pooped at night... There are a lot of squirrels in our area!"

This is true.

It was just a cherry. Song Sancheng didn't take it seriously and quickly changed the subject: "How are the squirrels? Their fur is fat and bright! Let me tell you, in the beginning of spring, each one looks like a gray-haired mouse. Every day

Go up to the wall and bask in the sun in the morning, and you will see how much better your health will be!"

"They have raised themselves to be chubby and furry. If they weren't always trying to steal things, they would look quite fond of people."

He looked at the net next to him again: "I'm not sure it's really them... but does this squirrel also eat cherries?

The topic returned to cherries, and the person in charge quickly interrupted: "Stealing things? What did they steal?"

"There are too many, so I don't pick anything. The cabbage leaves... It's strange for you to say, don't the squirrels always eat those nuts? It just stole a handful of chestnuts, and I don't think it's a big deal."

"But what do they take every day? If I hadn't looked carefully, they would have looked like mice."

But precisely because these things are harmless, the family doesn't care about them at all, and this recipe is outrageous enough.

The person in charge listened absentmindedly, then looked at the cherry tree next to him, and suddenly asked: "Brother, I think the fruit of your cherry tree should be quite good. When it is ripe, will you sell it?"

Song Sancheng waved his hand: "You don't even look at the number of people in my family. This cherry is not enough for them to make - what, do you want to eat it?"

The person in charge blushed and said quickly: "I haven't been home for a long time. My wife and children..."

What else did Song Sancheng think?

"If you want to eat it, pick it when it's ripe! But the cherries can't be put away. You can pick them again on the day when you're ready to go home."

People are so cheerful, but it seems that the person in charge was very unreasonable in the middle of the night last night.

The roots of his ears were burning, and now he hesitated: "I went out for a walk last night and saw a red tree on the tree. I couldn't help but taste it. It's really delicious."

When he said this, Song Sancheng also started to think: the food at home this year tastes unusual, and Tantan must have used some good ingredients.

But this kid hides it tightly...

Logically speaking, these cherries must be really good and shouldn't be given away so casually.

But he is responsible for his own house!

The person in charge is smiling and polite every day, and is willing to ask for anything.

However, building a house requires careful attention.

So he still smiled and said: "What's the point? When it's ripe, just pick it generously."

While looking at a few birds on the side and the chirping birds on the side, I couldn't help but feel a little worried——

This is too tempting, but luckily there is a net over it, otherwise there will definitely be nothing left this year.

It’s no wonder that the appetites of these treasures are getting bigger and bigger. They are chasing birds and rabbits in the fields every day, but they are so busy!

Even if the stuff is good, it will attract a lot of "little thieves". Let's add some big bones to some treasures later!

Song Sancheng kept this in mind and was just about to go back for breakfast when he heard a crazy dog ​​barking in the distance!

"Woof!"

"Woof woof!"

The sound became louder and louder, and the whole family was stunned——

"Is this... catching a thief?"

Song Youde was even more excited: "Where is the vegetable garden!" He touched the hoe and ran towards the garden.

Song Tan looked at it and couldn't help but be shocked - at her age, her grandfather still had a hoe? He was hurt or injured, it was not easy to deal with!

He quickly followed after him.

However, when they crossed the road and came to the field at the lower edge, they saw Sanbao jumping around quickly in the vegetable field, his dexterous posture did not hurt any vegetable leaves, and there was a colorful bird with tail feathers in his mouth.

Long big pheasant.

Good guy!

Song Tan called him a good guy!

The pheasant is not dead. If it is dead, her dog caught it. She shouldn't have to bear the responsibility, right?

The two dogs became more and more excited.

The fourth treasure held the chicken in his mouth, and the third treasure barked loudly and walked up to everyone with his head held high.

Seeing Si Bao vomiting the chicken out of his mouth, he raised a paw and pressed the opponent's beautiful colorful feathers firmly under his feet!

Good night.

Late at night, I'm hungry.

The long-tailed pheasant is really beautiful! Last winter, someone caught one of us here and made a noise, and then... as everyone knows, he was punished.

I'll take some time to see if the pictures are still there...


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