There are too many things to raise, so I am worried about this.
The seventh cousin quickly said: "You all have big appetites. I think each of you has to eat a melon. How much melon rind can we use for cooking?"
"Besides, at worst, I'll thinly slice off the outer layer of green skin, chop it up and feed it the same thing."
Good guy! This is really not a waste at all!
Qiaoqiao was a little hesitant:
"But this way, the king ate the watermelon, but Dabao and the others didn't. It's so unfair."
The reason why he, Song Qiaoqiao, is able to enjoy himself among several treasures like a fish in water is because of the eight words "equal rain and dew, fairness and justice".
"It's okay," Song Tan reassured him: "You don't have to call Party Secretary Xiao Zhu, I'll just send her a message."
"If it's not too hot, go to the mountain and pick two more melons to share with a few treasures - by the way, five, six, seven or three treasures, you can only give a little. They really don't do any work well, they have to be pushed, they can't
Indulge."
"OK!"
Qiao Qiao was really happy.
Only Song Youde was still a little embarrassed: "Xiao Zhu, we call her kindly, but after all, she is the branch secretary. You just send a message and 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 pulled out the watermelon picture she had just taken on the mountain and sent it directly.
The next moment, I saw Xiao Zhu’s exclamation points almost flying out of the screen——
【Is the watermelon ripe?! I’m coming over now!!!!!】
"Look," Song Tan smiled obediently at Song Youde:
"Grandpa, isn't this enough respect?"
Song Youde:......
…
Secretary Zhu Zhu seemed to have been hit by some great summoning spell. He clicked and flew over.
The weather was hot, so she wore loose short-sleeves and ordinary trousers, and her hair was tied up carelessly.
Entering the yard, he shouted angrily: "Is the watermelon ripe?"
"It's cooked." Song Tan didn't even raise his head.
"Where's Grandpa Song?" She really didn't see anyone outside, and wandered into the main room again carrying a plastic bag:
"Grandpa Song, look what I brought you. Special cigarettes! When we have a banquet at home, you scatter one around the table, be good! You will be the most shining old man in the entire banquet!"
"What shines but doesn't shine?"
Song Youde was very resistant.
He exchanged two kilograms of shredded tobacco for this, which makes me heartbroken!
However, the heartache is heartache, but the hand holding the cigarette is not loose at all, and it turns the cigarette over and over again:
"Is this a special offer? I haven't seen it before..."
Then the cherished one was wrapped in a plastic bag: "I'll put it away first so it doesn't get wet."
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, laughed and thought: If there is one, there are two, and if there are three, will it be difficult? It's just a matter of time and effort.
She wished that she had plenty of time and appetite!
only……
"Where's the watermelon?"
She went for a walk in the yard. It was noon and the making of chili sauce was suspended, but there was still a lingering smell of chili in the yard.
She took a few sips and her appetite immediately came back.
But after turning around, there was still no sign of watermelon——
No way?
I just ran here for a few minutes, and the skin of the melon has been chewed clean?
Zhang Yanping was sitting on the porch with her chin on her back, looking like she was looking at her husband's stone. Hearing this, he said listlessly: "I'm soaking in the well."
"Actually, I don't mind if the melon isn't cool enough, as long as it's sweet enough..." he muttered.
Secretary Zhu Zhu subconsciously sipped his saliva: "Actually, I don't mind either - is the watermelon delicious?"
"tasty!"
Zhang Yanping was full of energy: "I have never eaten such delicious melon in my life!"
"Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, do you want to buy a few? The price of tantan today is not high, 0 per catty."
The melons that will be flooding the streets soon will cost 0.00 kilograms. I wish you all thought that they are really expensive!
but!
Who calls her Grandpa Duo?
Especially during this time! Not short of money!
So she also asked: "Can this melon be delivered by express delivery? If so, I will buy 0 pieces first."
Song Tan thought for a while: "Express delivery is fine, but the ones who can pick you up are not that good."
She thought for a while: "I'm going to the city to sell melons in the afternoon, and I just happened to take these melons of yours over to mail them away. Just give me your address."
"Okay!" Zhu Jun also said cheerfully: "You can pick some big ones for me this afternoon."
Looking forward, looking forward, looking forward to it, Joe finally came back from the mountain, and more than half an hour had passed.
Seeing that lunch was about to be made later, Zhang Yanping finally couldn't bear it anymore: "How long do you have to soak it in the well?"
"The water in the well fills slowly..." the seventh cousin subconsciously continued, and then thought about it: "That should be fine."
It's not summer yet, so the temperature isn't that exaggerated.
As soon as he said this, Song Tan didn't even need to get up. Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun ran faster than a rabbit!
Target—beside the well!
The two of them groaned and brought the two baskets back, their clothes and pants all wet.
But in summer, it dries out in the sun and wind, and no one cares at all.
Everyone sat around the square table in the yard, like children in a kindergarten waiting for the fruit to be divided.
The watermelon tasted so good that the seventh cousin didn't even use his kitchen knives. Instead, he took out a long watermelon knife from his own knife holder.
He picked a big one and washed it, and then, as soon as the blade of the knife hit the watermelon rind, the melon in front of him made a familiar "click" sound, and it cleverly split open.
He became happy and said, "Tan Tan, everyone in your family is quite sensible."
Song Youde also laughed: "Tan Tan, when you go to the city to deliver melons in the afternoon, the straw must be thicker, otherwise I'm afraid that a bump will blow up in the car when you turn around."
Song Tan couldn't help but feel numb when he imagined that scene.
Wu Lan thought about it: "Take it with you, don't sell out, keep three or five of them, and send them to grandma's house when you come back. I haven't been there for a long time."
"OK!"
There is work to do at home every day. Although it is not as busy as spring, there is still no time for leisure.
Besides, my uncle's family was also busy packing tea leaves and so on. During the busy farming season, no one would be idle to visit relatives, so Song Tan readily agreed.
Then he looked at Zhang Yanping: "Will you go to the city with me in the afternoon? I will also send some melons to my aunt."
Zhang Yanping trembled all over, remembering the fear of being dominated by his mother's words again. At this moment, with his mouth full of watermelon, he shook his head wildly, and the juice almost splashed onto Xin Jun's arm, which was pulled by him in disgust.
The stool is far away.
"No!" He resisted: "You give me melons and melons, don't chat! Otherwise, you will run away as soon as we start talking, and I still have to answer my mother's call..."
Zhang Yanping had lingering fears.
Zhu Jun looked at him, saw his strong arms from his dark face, and then thought thoughtfully:
"I think you have a flexible mind and a strong body. If you take the public exam... going to the countryside will be a great advantage! Why don't you take the exam? Is it because you don't like it?"
