Cheng Wei touched his forehead with his hand and turned his head, with an expression of "I knew, I really got sick again".

Dinner was at Zhou's house, Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou led the three of them to eat, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother have been busy with the case recently, and they haven't been home for a week.

Grandpa Zhou told them a story at the dinner table, about an old case that happened in Houcheng thirty years ago that seemed ordinary at first glance, but the process of solving the case was reversed many times, and it took ten years to have a final result.

The old man is too good at telling stories, foreshadowing, foreshadowing, small climaxes, advancing layer by layer, wonderful, it just so happens that Su and Cheng Wei are lovers of reasoning stories - these two also found out that they were actually the same as each other, and they forgot to eat when they heard it, or Zhou Hao and Grandma Zhou reminded them to take care of them from time to time.

The case has gone through too long, and Grandpa Zhou, as the policeman who assisted in handling the case, has a lot of first-hand information in his stomach that is not known to the outside world, and Su He and Cheng Wei are simply fascinated when they hear it, and they have been relying on Zhou's house until nine o'clock in the evening before they reluctantly go home, and agreed with Grandpa Zhou that Ming'er will come back and listen to the finale!

Later, Su He listened to Zhou Hao and Cheng Wei say that storytelling is a big hobby of Grandpa Zhou, especially to the juniors, since Zhou Hao remembers, he can always see a lot of neighbors, his own, and relatives' children listening to stories around Grandpa Zhou.

has been an old policeman for a lifetime, legends in the market, old cases, all kinds of situations in the world, joys and sorrows, Grandpa Zhou has a stomach.

Grandpa Zhou doesn't just tell stories, when he talks about a paragraph, he often stops to ask questions, and sometimes Grandma Zhou will interject to ask some questions, most of these questions are still aimed at Zhou Hao, so that he can analyze and extract useful clues from the stories told by Grandpa Zhou. Sometimes Zhou Hao will be asked to ask questions, and Grandpa Zhou will answer.

Su He felt that this was probably also part of the Zhou family's family education.

Speaking of Grandpa Zhou, a seemingly ordinary old man, Su He can't forget the cunning that occasionally flashed in the depths of the old man's smiling eyes, which almost made people think it was an illusion.

Su He believes that whether it is her delusion or not, an old policeman who is retired at home and has people constantly coming to the door to ask for advice is by no means as generous and ordinary as it seems on the surface.

Anyway, after a high finger and her own pondering, although Su He's steamed steamed buns are still far from Grandma Zhou's, compared to her own original level, it is really a thousand miles a day, and she is full of a sense of achievement.

Cheng Wei described her as having her tail almost up in the sky.

As much progress as the steamed buns, there is also the friendship between Su He and Zhou Hao - the "difficult friends" who have eaten the dead steamed buns together.

Just like Cheng Wei said, Zhou Hao is indeed a very comfortable and caring teenager.

How does it feel to have two friends who are particularly good at eating?

Su He thinks that the biggest advantage is that you can buy things boldly with confidence, and you are not afraid that it will go bad if you can't finish eating, and there are always two big stomachs in the back.

So, Su Xiao bought things cheaply and became more and more heroic.

One evening, after dinner, Cheng Wei and Zhou Hao were sitting in their living room playing games when they received a call for help from Su He.

"Su He?" Zhou Hao looked at Cheng Wei's dark face, and guessed who was on the other end of the phone, who could make a good friend so "lively", that is, Su He, "Something?"

"Let us go downstairs to the gate of the community and help her carry watermelons!" Cheng Wei replied angrily.

“...... How old did she buy?"

"I hung up without waiting for me to ask. With her understanding of Su Xiaoxiao, Cheng Wei had a very bad premonition and hurriedly went to change her shoes.

Zhou Hao chased after him, and said in his heart, he must be afraid that you will scold her, so he won't give you a chance to speak at all.

Because of the hot weather, Su He was not happy to go out under the sun, and he was too lazy to get up early, so he went to the swimming pool to swim twice after dinner. In the summer, when it gets dark late, she swims and the sky is still bright, and she can stop by to walk around the night market, shop for books and eat snacks at the second-hand book stalls.

When I came back from the night market this night, I saw a truck parked at the entrance of the community from a distance, and there was a circle of people around the boss, and a middle-aged man stood in the back compartment and let go of his voice and roared hoarsely, "It's cheap, it's cheap, two for one dollar, two for five!"

Su He didn't bother to listen carefully to what this uncle was selling, and as soon as he heard the word "cheap", he leaned over with great interest.

When you get closer, you will know that it is watermelon for sale.

Another melon seller was still there foaming at the mouth of the aunts and uncles around him, "This is the authentic Xiaoliang watermelon, sweet and sandy, you can eat it!"

Su He looked at the watermelon in his uncle's hand with extreme suspicion, this melon was all old green, and it didn't even have a long pattern, how could it not look like the usual Xiaoliang watermelon?

On second thought, though, it doesn't matter!

The important thing is that these watermelons are conservatively estimated to be more than a dozen catties, as long as one dollar or two!

The uncles and aunts present probably all thought so, squatting on the ground, holding the melon with one hand - the size was too huge, the head was tilted, the ear was sideways, and the other hand was gently patting the watermelon repeatedly, studying each other carefully with a serious face, and frequently exchanging opinions in a low voice, as if they were making some major decisions.

At this time, you have to choose carefully when buying melons, otherwise not to mention that they are not sweet, and the probability of encountering raw melons is very large.

Su He has an old colleague who is a filial son, and it is said that in order to buy good melons for the old mother who loves melons at home, he deliberately spent several years practicing the skill of picking melons with one hand. He once used this hand to be popular among colleagues in the unit, and everyone liked to ask him for help to pick melons.

As a result, Shiyi changed over time, and then I don't know if it was the improvement of the variety or what the reason, the watermelons were all as sweet as honey, and all of them were ripe, but they were deliberately trying to find an unripe and unsweet one, and his hard-working melon picking skills had no market.

Su He doesn't have the first-hand skills of her old colleagues, she doesn't know anything about picking melons, and she has always been willing to trust professionals on similar issues, "Uncle, please help me pick two." ”

The melon dealer is indeed a professional, picking up the melon neatly, his eyes slipped slightly on the melon next to him, he picked one up and knocked on it, and said, "This is good." Then he picked up the other one and did the same, "Okay, that's it, it's sweet and sandy." Girl, you can go back and eat, if it's not sweet, you come back to me, and my uncle will compensate you for ten melons!"

Su He was also full of anger and paid for it.

The process of buying melons is called a mally, and the uncles and aunts around who came earlier than her are still having a small meeting.

The next question is how to move the melons back.

The melon was too big and too heavy, and Su He didn't dare to stuff it into the basket in front of him, for fear of crushing the basket. Besides, what about one and the other? The side basket can't even fit half a melon. Luckily, she has a habit of carrying her phone with her.

Uncle Melon Dealer heard Su He calling from the side, and knew that someone was coming to pick her up, so he took advantage of her and the others, and encouraged her again, "One dollar two, two dollars and five, how suitable?

Intellectually, Su He knew that this uncle was clearly talking nonsense, what is enough to eat? He should have asked, "Can you eat it?" but when he thought of such a big melon, the price of two yuan and five was really exciting.

As for how to eat five watermelons and what to do if they can't eat them? That's another question.

The uncle is still taking advantage of the time to sell melons to collect money, "How cheap, pick it up for nothing! If you don't buy it, you will regret it at night and can't sleep......

"yes......"

Su He just wanted to say something, but a familiar voice suddenly pressed over in time and scolded in her ear, "If you dare to buy it again, I will gnaw you as a melon when I go back!"

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid, how can I eat five of them. Su He felt that Cheng Wei, who was in a hurry to come over, was purely worried.

Cheng Wei only gave her a distrustful look.

Su and their house are the last building in the community, from the gate to the downstairs of their house, Cheng Wei is holding the boss with a watermelon in his arms, so tired that his forehead is sweaty, but he can't stop him from training people, "If you can't eat it today, throw it away." ”

"Isn't there a refrigerator?" Su He thought it wasn't a big deal.

For her optimism, Cheng Wei has only one question, "What about the dishes?"

This morning, they just finished purchasing, the cold rooms of the two refrigerators are basically full, these two watermelons are too big, the current situation is that the space in the refrigerator is not vegetables, there are melons but no vegetables. The two cannot coexist.

"Aren't we going to eat for a while? How can three people kill one, right? There is one left, half of yours and half of mine, how can you stuff it in?"

"Yes, yes, let's eat more in a while. "Zhou Hao is like a big and small man, and his strength is also the same. For Cheng Wei, holding a big watermelon that was a little difficult to hold, it was fluttering in his hands, but in order to take care of his friend's self-esteem, he could only turn a blind eye to his reluctance, and at this time he tried to act as a peacemaker between the two friends.

"Just finished eating, can you two eat a melon?"

“...... I try my best. Zhou Hao's answer didn't sound confident.

“...... Try your best. Someone's answer doesn't sound like a certainty.

Cheng Wei rolled his eyes.

The two watermelons moved to Su He's house as usual, not only because she bought them, but also because the first floor saved effort.

Su He felt that Zhou Hao had great strength and asked him to cut the watermelon.

I don't know if it's because Uncle Melon Seller's melon picking skills are too good, or as Cheng Wei said, this cart of watermelons is almost uncontrollable, and the watermelons are indeed ripe.

In fact, Su He was too worried, the really ripe melon, the knife cut down, and before he used much force, it cracked crisply along the crack of the knife.

A watermelon was halved, and Su He and Cheng Wei reluctantly stuffed half of each in the refrigerator.

The remaining watermelon is dissected, and this is the task they need to do with all their strength tonight.

Cheng Wei has a habit of cleanliness, saying that it is too troublesome to gnaw watermelon, making his face full of juice and water, sticky, and disgusted.

It's easy to do.

Su He took out three large bowls and scooped up the three bowls of watermelon pulp with a spoon.

A large mattress was spread on the terrace, and a porcelain plate was placed next to it, in which mosquito coils were burned to repel mosquitoes.

The three of them sat on the mat in a zigzag shape, with a sea bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. Between the three of them was a large enamel basin, which was used to spit melon seeds.