Zhang Yanping was simply stunned—does he look like a provincial party committee member? Everyone is asking civil servants!
Therefore, he asked with the same serious face: "Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, if I take the civil service examination, can you guarantee that I will be assigned to our village?"
Who can guarantee this?
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, immediately stopped talking.
Zhang Yanping started to tremble: "Look! You also know how difficult life is after leaving this village, right? I'm just going to take the civil service exam. What do I want from the good life now?"
"Is there still a lot of bad things to do if I try to eat somewhere else?"
Zhu Jun:...Damn it!
What he said actually makes sense!
Looking at the watermelon in her hand, she always wished that her family had been blessed by her ancestors in her previous life... ah no, in this life, she must have been blessed by her ancestors!
So "Ah woo", he bit off the crispy, sweet and refreshing melon pulp in his hand, and then briefly discussed the topic. He actively greeted everyone: "Eat the melon, eat the melon!"
There was silence in the courtyard.
After a while, Xin Jun suddenly burst out laughing, and then everyone laughed happily one after another, and the whole yard could be heard.
Song Tan took this opportunity and said: "Since I want to send melons, I will also send some to my uncle and aunt. Anyway, I have to go to the city today and solve it in one trip."
"But please leave some for me for dinner. I can't get used to eating outside."
Qiaoqiao came over expectantly:
"Sister, will you take me with you today? I want to carry my Ultraman on my back. He hasn't seen the sky outside yet."
What's the sky outside? Aren't they all under the same sky?
Song Tan was speechless, but also a little curious: "How do you carry it?"
Qiao Qiao became proud:
"My grandpa's house has long johns from my childhood. I took off the rubber bands and tied them on Sero, so I could wear them on my back."
"The power of 78 Nebula will turn me into a strong man in the light. I can hold two melons!"
Song Tan sneered: "I can hold 4!"
Qiao Qiao was anxious: "I'll hold 6 of them!"
Song Tan:...Pull them down, you can hold 6 of them, I'm afraid you'll smash my melons!
It doesn’t matter whether it’s Tiga or Zero, as long as you don’t buy melons, then you’re not a good Ultraman!
"Okay, okay, go ahead, go ahead."
Song Tan quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Mom, take out the electronic scale and I'll put it in the car later."
I haven’t sold anything for a long time. Even if I sell something, I don’t use a scale. I almost forget about it.
"What should I get?" Wulan now no longer showed any stinginess: "We still need to weigh tea at night. Why don't you just go to the city and buy one on the way? It's indispensable."
Fine.
Song Tan nodded, and then began to make calculations——
I will send 3 melons to my aunt's house, 6 melons to my uncle and grandma, and another 3 melons to my aunt's house.
As for the uncle... I didn't say it in front of the old man just now, I have to give it as a gift, so give one as a gift!
By the way, I’d also like to make some mental preparations for my uncle—grandpa is going to renovate his old house. He’s such a big boy, so he needs to prepare some money in advance!
In this way, 13 melons are enough.
…
But at this moment, everyone had finished chewing a watermelon, and they were not satisfied at all.
The seventh cousin looked at all the big eaters present, and then he took the knife and opened another without hesitation.
This one seems a little more reserved, and the knife didn't actively break when it touched it.
But when it was cut halfway down, there was also a "click" sound.
Everyone Xilihulu ate a total of three melons, and when they were about to have lunch, the seventh cousin stopped.
"Are you done eating? Don't leave. Help me peel the watermelon. I'll peel off the pulp you've chewed on, and then peel off the green skin on the outside."
In fact, like this, it would be more convenient to just use a knife to slice the melon pulp out before eating.
But everyone said that there is no soul in eating like this. You have to hold a big piece and chew it until your face is full of juice.
Anyway, it doesn't matter whether lunch is early or late, so the seventh cousin just lets it go.
But now he regrets it——
"Look at the rinds of your melons. They are so pitted that they are worse than dogs! How much more can be left if you peel them off later?"
Song Tan took a look at it and realized that it was real, even worse than a dog chewing.
To be honest, the king eats more neatly.
Zhang Yanping also held a small knife in his hand. At this moment, he looked at the thin layer of melon skin and fell into silence.
The skin of this melon is already thin, so after they chew it into pieces, part of it needs to be peeled off, and the outer layer of green skin also needs to be peeled off.
No matter how careful you are, it will only be two or three millimeters thin when you get it.
Everyone looked at each other.
Finally, it was Xin Jun who suggested——
"Then... how about eating two melons again?"
"This time, cut off the flesh first."
Good guy!
After eating these five melons, will everyone still have lunch?
The seventh cousin didn’t know how to evaluate it.
"The main reason is that you are chewing too much. If there is red flesh left on top, it doesn't matter if it is thinner. I can also make watermelon candy, which is chewy and sweet. It is more delicious than winter melon candy."
"If there is no red flesh and only white flesh is left, you can make watermelon sauce, or you can directly stir-fry it with our green pepper beef sauce. If that doesn't work, stir-fry a piece of watermelon rind and shredded pork for lunch, which is also very delicious."
"Now……"
The little old man looked at the large basin of miserable watermelon rinds on the ground, and finally sighed:
"How about feeding the pigs?"
After thinking about it for a while, I finally gave this advice:
"Next time you eat melon, slice it off for me first. Even if it's not enough to stir-fry for a basin, even if it's enough for one plate, I'll give you some cold sauce first to taste it!"
Suck!
Just saying that, who can bear it?
Even at his age, Song Youde felt his stomach growling. He looked around and saw that they were all a bunch of strong young men working hard, and his own watermelons were small——
"How about... how about two more?"
"Yes, his cousin!"
Song Sancheng also felt that he had not eaten enough, so he said plausibly at this moment: "This watermelon is full of water. If you put it in your stomach for a few times, it will be gone. Eating two more will not affect your lunch!"
Then he looked left and right and saw Qiao Qiao beside him: "Qiao Qiao hasn't even learned this skill, so why don't you give her a chance?"
Good guy, Ren Qiaoqiao is just waiting for this watermelon rind technology, right?
The seventh cousin said angrily: "Eat, eat, I'll take off the meat first this time - by the way, what do you want to eat for lunch? Stir-fried or cold?"
That must be the cold watermelon rind!
The seventh cousin snorted, raised his knife, and cut two more melons, dividing each side into eight segments, and then cut off the pulp with one smooth motion.
All you can see is the emerald green skin, about five millimeters of white flesh, and two to three millimeters of red flesh on it, which is even and silky.
Zhu Jun looked at it and suddenly sighed:
"Song Tan, when you first planted watermelons, why didn't you plant some with thick skin?"
Song Tan:......
This is a good question.
Why doesn't she plant something with thicker skin?
Because no one likes watermelons with thick skin!!!
Besides, considering the plumpness of her mountain watermelon, even if it has a thick skin, it will still be stretched open by this strong and plump flesh!
Sorry for being late!
But there is an update, I just couldn’t finish it at 12 o’clock...there will be more later.