However, Ye Xiuhe really doesn't need to worry, her little girl did go to Liang Zhihong, of course, her target is the Guan family old courtyard next door.

After listening to the little sister's gossip, it was almost time to go to work in the afternoon, so Guan Ping'an waved goodbye to the reluctant little sister and went around to the backyard of the old home.

Standing there and listening to the corner for a while, apart from the scolding of her grandmother teaching her granddaughters, and the fact that her eldest aunt took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, she really didn't find anything.

The footsteps gradually moved away, Guan Ping'an pursed his lips, picked up the little squirrel and entered from the backyard, and first looked at the east house where he used to live.

There was a lock hanging at the door, and it was supposed that her aunt Ma Dujuan was frightened and resolutely defended her territory. The same is true for the house.

Recalling the days when the door of the second room was not locked all year round, Guan Ping'an shook his head with a smile, so guarded against each other, and crowded under one roof, and there was still noise.

One of the reasons why Guan Laosi's family moved to the backyard.

- That wall is not covered by wooden planks today, and it is empty and exposed, Guan Ping'an touched his nose and quickly avoided it.

The warehouse that has locked the door for many years, although there is the bow and arrow she wants, but this time Guan Ping'an decided to take the bright road, otherwise as soon as the matter is revealed, her grandmother will be too noisy!

But in the end, she still had the mentality of a thief, and slipped to a warehouse next door, and followed some mountains of ura grass and wicker in the corner.

These things are not uncommon!

But I heard her mother say that her father called last year, and originally wanted to keep the cat in winter to see if he could make gadgets for their brother and sister or something.

As a result, her father had just beaten it with a wooden stick to make it soft and took care of the rough hair, and her grandmother took advantage of her son's winter to repair the ditch, and she moved it to the barn.

Don't let go of a single grass, this operation is really amazing!

Guan Ping'an pursed his lips, looked regretfully at the old and old baskets, and the dustpans of the old and old, and walked out of the door with a "hum".

The jar under the stone trough of the pigsty was still intact, and before she could get near, the two little pigs let out a snorting and chirping, and looked strange and pitiful.

In the landlord's house, her grandmother's small wooden box was still hidden in the kangqin, but the tickets on it were empty, and she was frightened.

I'm not afraid of losing it with my body!

Inspecting the old courtyard, Guan Ping'an took the little squirrel around the road and went to the field to say hello to his parents, and went to see if the little brother was bullied by his friends.

Seeing that everything was fine, she ran home in a hurry, and saw that there was nothing abnormal at the gate, and one person and one rat entered through the back door of their house.

Back to the west house of the brother and sister, picked up the little squirrel, and one dodged into the little gourd, and before she could put it down, the little squirrel had already jumped to the ground and ran away.

Guan Ping'an thought that the little thing was in a hurry to see and eat its snacks, so he didn't care, and sat on the red carpet to sort out the wild ginseng with soil and grass.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Not again!

Guan Ping'an looked in the direction of the sound, the dense crops had long covered the small body of the little squirrel, and she was not in a hurry, so she worked hard after answering.

Sure enough, her little brother quickly slipped up to her feet......

But what's in the claw?

Guan Ping'an took a closer look and pointed to the leaves on its paws in surprise, "It's a watermelon leaf, right?

The little squirrel turned backwards, its paws pointing forward.

Guan Ping'an immediately threw the things in his hand on the red carpet, and a small gourd flashed out, and soon appeared with a kitchen knife.

As she ran towards the black earth, she asked, "Really, you're so smart, Xiaohei, I wanted to cut the biggest one a few days ago to see if I could eat it." ”

The little squirrel jumping beside her was even more excited when he saw this, and did not forget to respond to her with a "squeak" shout, and he led the way in front of him.

The whole watermelon field has long become a green sea, and the melon seedlings are long entangled, and the top is densely covered with watermelons of different sizes.

She used three different water qualities: river water, water hyacinth pot bottom and pond water at the mouth of the gourd, and there were obvious differences in the watermelon fields that were watered separately.

The farther away from the garden, the closer you get to the crops, the color of the watermelon progresses from pale green, green to dark green, layer by layer.

She didn't pay attention to it for a few days, and the smallest watermelon on the nearby melon seedlings was originally the size of her fist, but now it is also a big circle, and the color is much darker.

"Squeak!"

Following the little squirrel, Guan Ping'an came to the middle of the watermelon field watered with two kinds of pool water, and patted the little squirrel's head funny.

- This foodie, what else do you not understand?

Guan Ping'an squatted down, first carefully observed the watermelons he had just met a few days ago, and selected two large watermelons that were about the same twenty catties from the left and right sides of his side.

She just used a kitchen knife to cut the watermelon skin, and suddenly there was a "click", and the watermelon naturally split in half, revealing a red melon pulp, which was embedded with jet-black melon seeds, and at the same time flowed out of the watermelon juice.

"Xiao Hei, it's really ripe. ”

"Squeak!"

"Don't worry, be careful of the knife. ”

As he spoke, Guan Ping'an first cut a piece with a kitchen knife and handed it to it, so as not to be in a hurry! Then he cut a slice for himself, took a bite, and smiled and bent his eyes.

- Sweet and delicious!

It is worthy of her watering with pond water, needless to say, the river water over there must not be compared, and now it is not as big as it is, and the color is much lighter.

Guan Ping'an glanced at another big watermelon in front of him, his eyes flashed, he pursed his lips, and decisively slashed it with a kitchen knife, after a "click".

The melon split in half in the same instant, and at the same time, a hint of coolness came straight to the face with a richer watermelon fragrance.

The little squirrel beside her, who was gnawing on the melon, immediately threw the watermelon in her hand, threw it at the other half of the watermelon, and gnawed it without saying a word.

There are too many "surprises" given to her by the little gourd!

Guan Ping'an was a little numb now, he didn't stop it, he also cut a slice from the other half, and as soon as he took a bite, a sweet coolness suddenly ran from his head to his toes.

Let her involuntarily hit a spirit.

But at the same time, it also made her eyes shine. This sweetness is different from the previous sweetness, it can be sweet to the whole heart, and there is still a refreshing fragrance in the mouth.

- Cold, but the best fruit to relieve the heat in summer.

Enduring the cold, she also followed the little squirrel, threw down the kitchen knife, picked up half a watermelon and nibbled it with her mouth, took a bite, and giggled......

As soon as I took a few bites, I thought about it again, and I saw a pair of her eyes rolling, and she immediately ran to the cornfield next to her.

She won't forget.

After harvesting Chinese cabbage, she also watered the corn fields with water from ponds at both ends of the water hyacinth.

The reason why she didn't add river water to irrigate it was because she was afraid that it would grow slowly, and because the corn could be ground into flour, which would not affect its appearance.

Forcefully breaking off two ears of unripe corn, she bit into her mouth......

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