A group of children have eaten melons, and more children are playing around blindly, and they don't know where they have gone, and they don't know that Bian Rui is opening watermelons today.

Originally, Bian Rui thought that the two melons would be snatched up in a while, but he didn't expect that there were only five or six children on the drying field now, and as a result, there were still a lot of one piece left for each person.

If the children are not there, the adults will naturally eat it, and those who want to eat melons will come and get a piece, and they will not take more than the children, and the rest of each person will leave a piece for others to taste.

"Little Nineteen, this melon is good, but the water is a little too much, the sweetness of the melon that is slightly affected by the foaming, water less when you pick it in the future, this melon will be rotten if you water it more" The sixth uncle took a bite of the melon, chewed it a few times and asked Bian Rui a question.

Bian Rui nodded and said, "Well, Uncle Liu, I know this, but I can't help it if I poured too much water at that time."

When the melon is almost ripe, the hotter the weather is, the sweeter the watermelon, if it encounters a rainy season, it will be troublesome, the watermelon will not only not be sweet, but also white and foamy, and even start to rot from the middle.

Uncle Liu nodded, took the remaining half of the watermelon and left the grinding platform.

Seeing that no one was coming, and there were still more than a dozen melons left, Bian Rui took a piece and walked to his small cool bed, and handed it to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan didn't answer, but said to Bian Rui: "After eating the sticky on your hands, I won't eat you."

It's not that Yan Lan doesn't want to eat, but after eating, she has to go to the river to wash her hands, she is afraid of going down, so she simply doesn't even eat the melon.

As soon as Yan Lan finished saying this, the nephew and daughter-in-law next to her couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Nineteen, you really hurt Aunt Nineteen, you have to bring a watermelon to your mouth." I'd be thankful if that idiot in our family could have half of you."

"It's just you who have a lot to do," Bian Rui said to his niece and daughter-in-law with a smile.

This niece and daughter-in-law is different from the next one, because her husband has been playing with Bian Rui since he was a child, and she herself has been a classmate with Bian Rui for two or three years, so she naturally speaks more casually than others.

"Nineteen aunts!" the niece and daughter-in-law sat up, holding a freshly eaten grandma doll in her arms, and an eight or nine-year-old child was sleeping next to her.

"Call me Yan Lan," Yan Lan was still embarrassed to hear the title of Aunt Nineteen.

The niece and daughter-in-law said: "Sooner or later, I don't have to call it sooner or later, I am now proficient so as not to be picked on by others in the future."

Now everyone in the village has acquiesced in their hearts, Yan Lan, who is almost the daughter-in-law of the Bian family, not to mention anything else, only that the two of them are sticky together every day, with the temperament of young people now, it is predictable for Bian Rui's mother to hold her grandson. However, the villagers don't know that Bian Rui and Yan Lan's progress is now at the stage of reaching the point, not that Bian Rui does not take the initiative, nor that Yan Lan refuses, but that the two have discussed this matter and let it be.

The two didn't know when it would happen, so they just got along like this, and when they felt that the right time came, they naturally completed the waterway.

Xu Yifeng's evaluation is that two people who are engaged in art are unreliable together, and this thing still goes with the flow, what is natural?

Wu Shangbin's evaluation of Bian Rui is more direct: hypocrisy! In his words, what does it mean for men and women to be together if they don't do that. In this way, God created men and women, what do they do, simply have mitosis, it is simple, and it is not troublesome.

Bian Rui doesn't like these guys, and now Bian Rui thinks they don't have many good people.

Anyway, in fact, Bian Rui and Yan Lan have not really entered the de facto marriage yet, so Yan Lan's face is still very thin, unlike these rural daughters-in-law who are married and have a baby, they are called unrestrained. It's okay here in Bianjia Village, but the daughters-in-law in those villages are wilder than men.

"Aunt Nineteen, I was a classmate of Uncle Nineteen...... Would you like to tell you about Uncle Nineteen at school?" said the niece-in-law.

Everyone is chatting around you, so now you don't pay attention to what others are talking about, unless you want to join the conversation.

"Is he famous in school?" Yan Lan asked with a smile.

The nephew and daughter-in-law said: "Uncle Nineteen's grades are average, but he is very good at painting, and he can win an award every time he goes to the city or county, so he is also a celebrity in the school, and many girls like him at that time, but he was not enlightened at that time, and once a woman confessed to him and was beaten by him, which immediately scared the girls in the whole school...... Hahaha".

"And this, he still beats girls?" Yan Lan was stunned for a moment.

"It's not a beating, it's an over-the-shoulder fall, he's playing cards with a group of men at the base of the gable next to the school, and the girl grabs him in the past, and then he does that...... Then came an over-the-shoulder fall, and the girl cried all afternoon," the niece explained.

Yan Lan hugged her stomach and laughed when she heard it, what her nephew and daughter-in-law said was too colorful, and she learned the expressions of Bian Rui and the girl very funny, Yan Lan was about to burst her stomach with laughter.

"Isn't it funny?" Bian Rui was speechless.

Yan Lan said: "It's funny, then how did you find Jingjing's mother?"

Bian Rui rolled his eyes, directly stuffed the melon he picked up into his mouth, and then left the cool bed directly.

"I know!" the niece and daughter-in-law raised her hand.

Yan Lan whispered, "Let's hear it!"

The niece and daughter-in-law opened their mouths and said: "I heard from our family that it was the nineteenth uncle who was chased by the nineteenth aunt in the past, and the nineteenth uncle opened a restaurant when Mingzhu went to college, and he bought a house in Mingzhu in his sophomore or junior year without asking for a penny from the family, and bought his first motorcycle when he was in school, and I heard that this car was also tens of thousands of dollars at that time......."

"I didn't expect him to mix well," Yan Lan said with a smile.

There are some things that Yan Lan doesn't believe, but even if he squeezes out half of the water, Yan Lan is also very curious about Bian Rui's past, and she was originally curious about what kind of master can teach such an apprentice, but now she is even more curious.

Yan Lan knows that Bian Rui's natural posture is average, that is, the posture of a middle-aged person, a teacher can adjust a child with a middle-aged posture like this, if he adjusts an excellent child, how good will it be?

What Yan Lan didn't know was that no matter how talented a child was, unless his ancestor surnamed Bian Bianrui could train him, the old man had no interest in children with foreign surnames at all. Whatever your talent is, he would rather teach his own stupid great-grandson than raise the calves in other people's pens.

Bian Rui was eating melons while walking, and suddenly he looked up and saw sparks in the forest in front of him, like countless small lanterns.

"Look, fireflies!"

Bian Rui shouted happily.

With Bian Rui's shout, everyone raised their heads to look at the fantastic scene on the slope.

Bian Rui didn't go far, only ten meters away from Yan Lan, and after shouting, he quickly turned back, calling Yan Lan to watch the wonders of summer.

Yan Lan followed the direction of Bian Rui's finger and saw a light like beans on the dark mountainside almost a mile or two away, which gathered more and more, and became brighter and brighter, paving the nearby trees and rocks with a soft glow.

And these ghosts are not immovable, each soft light seems to become a horse of light color practice, with the breeze dance, the soft and beautiful to the rhyme, like a fairy in the mountains and forests gently shake their long sleeves, shaking out a dreamlike leisure. Entangled in the dark green hills, dancing under the dark starry sky.

Countless fireflies gathered together, wrapping a layer of light ribbons on the mountainside, and some fireflies that had just gathered into a small group were like a stream of phosgene, dazzling in brilliance, which was a beauty that could not be carved by any artificial, making people think that fairyland was coming for a moment, and it seemed that there was a fairy shadow in front of everyone anytime and anywhere.

The hills, which were originally plain in the daytime, are now decorated by the elves of these forests like a magic of light and shadow, which is dizzying and fascinating.

The whole firefly performance lasted for about 30 minutes, reaching a peak at 20 minutes, and the whole silkworm fireflies dyed the entire mountain in fluorescent colors, connecting the dark sky and bright nebula with the top of the mountain, and the beauty was beyond pen and ink to describe.

No one made a sound during the whole process, and everyone was attentive to appreciate this rare beauty.

After waiting for the fireflies to disperse, Yan District was still unsatisfied: "I really didn't expect there to be such a strange scene here."

Bian Rui said: "Don't say it's you, I haven't seen such a large-scale firefly."

Fireflies are an indicator of nature, unless it is an excellent environment, otherwise these things will not appear, and the appearance of so many fireflies indicates that the natural environment of Bianjia Village has been quite superior.

"You haven't seen it either?" Yan Lan asked.

The niece and daughter-in-law replied beside her: "We really haven't seen so much, it used to be a group of stars, just like this starry sky, at that time, there were stars in the sky, and there were places in the originally dark mountains and forests around that there would be a starry sky, and there was never a place like today, countless fireflies illuminated the whole mountain like the moon."

"So my luck is still good, isn't it?" Yan Lan was a little happy.

Bian Rui and his niece and daughter-in-law hummed solemnly together. In the past, the environment of Bianjia Village was good, but it was not so good, and there were ten times more fireflies than in previous years, which made everyone very happy.

At this time, the villagers on the whole wheat drying were also happily discussing the fireflies.

Bian Rui was about to say something, someone called, and when he answered, he heard his sister's voice like a machine cannon sounding at the other end: "Brother, are there fireflies in the village tonight, there are a lot of them in our village, the whole pond is blue, and the stars in the whole sky are reflected in the pond, not to mention how beautiful it is......

"We have fireflies here, too, but not on the pond but halfway up the mountain...... Bian Rui said of the situation in the village.

My sister sent the video taken by her mobile phone, and Bian Rui could feel the fantasy feeling that was almost indistinguishable from heaven and earth even if she looked at the things she had photographed.

The fireflies made several villages communicate enthusiastically at once, and in less than half an hour, Bian Rui knew that not only several villages near Bianjia Village had more or less appeared in the phenomenon of a large number of fireflies gathering.