As soon as the cool bed was put down, Yan Lan picked up the gauze tent and got in, and after getting in, she began to spray all kinds of wipes, and the mosquitoes on her body didn't dare to stick to it, so she handed out the flower water, cool oil or something to Bian Rui.

Bian Rui wiped it indiscriminately, mainly the exposed part, there are not many mosquitoes on the drying field, one is because of the wind, and the other is that there are usually a lot of dragonflies here, in addition to dragonflies, there are many bats flying around in the mid-air, in addition to these natural mosquito removal experts, there are also villagers at this time to light some mosquito repellent grass, mosquito coils or something.

There are few mosquitoes, but those who stay are the elite of mosquitoes, so if they are bitten, they must be bitten, and if they don't grow one or two mosquito bags in one night, then they are not called enjoying the coolness, unless they come like Yan Lan and immediately get into the gauze tent and do not show their heads. Fortunately, the mosquitoes here are not very toxic, and they will disappear after two days after biting and grabbing them, and there will be no wounds and no inflammation.

Enjoying the cool is a different kind of experience for Yan Lan, she has no experience in rural life since she was a child, so the whole village is talking nonsense on the drying field, and chatting and mixing makes her full of curiosity.

Bian Rui naturally wouldn't be like Yan Lan, when he went to the drying field, he would go into the tent and listen to others chatting, or lie down and look at the stars in the sky or something. Bian Rui's first priority when he came to the drying field was to divide the watermelons, and then he was ready to watch the villagers play cards, or listen to the third grandfather tell the ancient scriptures, that is, the old stories in the past. The stories of the third grandfather are always fascinating, because most of the stories told are his experiences, or the experiences of people he knows, and he will also tell many things that are not in the history books.

Sandwiched two large watermelons, Bian Rui came to the grinding platform not far away.

In the past, there was no threshing machine, and if you wanted to eat rice, you had to use a grinding platform, which was a large round plate made of stone for putting stone mills, with a diameter of almost two meters and a half, and such a grinding platform was worth a lot of money in the past, not to mention that the grinding platform was transported into the village, so it would take a lot of manpower to do so, not to mention the hard work of the stonemasons on it.

Originally, there was a big stone mill with a diameter of about 80 centimeters, Bian Rui saw it when he was a child, but then he didn't know which year the stone mill was gone, I don't know if it was rolled into the pond next to it or was transported away, anyway, the big stone mill was gone, and only this big mill was left.

The grinding platform is useless, and everyone did not throw it away and put it in a corner of the drying field, and when it is time to dry the grain, this grinding platform has become a temporary dining table, and the daughters-in-law who have sent the rice will set up the dishes and chopsticks on this grinding platform, and call their own men and sons to come over to eat.

Now in the summer, when it is cool, this mill platform has become a snack stacking place, and the snacks that the villagers bring to the children in the village from home are placed on it, so that the children can eat at will, regardless of whether they are full and eat, and if they can't eat it, they will count.

Bian Rui took two watermelons in one hand to the side of the grinding platform, and found that there were still a few small melons left on the grinding platform. In addition to the solid one, it was also cut, so I put down the watermelon, grabbed a petal of melon and ate it.

"Well, this melon is good," Bian Rui said.

"I like to send you a few tomorrow" Aunt Jiu came over at this time, and said happily when she heard Bian Rui say that the melons were delicious.

In fact, Aunt Jiu came with Bian Rui and wanted to talk to Bian Rui.

When Bian Rui heard this, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Auntie, no, we also ordered a few in our vegetable garden, and we should be able to eat them soon."

Bian Rui's small vegetable garden can grow a lot of melons and fruits, there are three kinds of small melons, yellow, green-skinned round melons, and green-skinned long melons, so there is really no shortage of melons at home.

Last year, Aunt Jiu's melon couldn't be sold, Bian Rui helped sell it, and Aunt Nine didn't plan to plant it this year, but the people from the motorcycle club directly placed an order for Aunt Jiu, and gave the price Aunt Jiu was very satisfied.

So not only Aunt Jiu's own family planted a few acres of melons, but also brought several other families to plant together, so today the village has planted a total of almost 20 acres of melons. Just these 20 acres are almost not enough, because Hu Shuo, Zhou Zheng, Wu Shangbin and Xu Yifeng's companies have more or less set a little, in addition to eating it themselves, it is to give it to customers, and the improper gift is to give customers a taste, and there is nothing bad to say until now.

The melons in the pearl market are generally picked and transported raw, and transported here to be ripe and put on the shelves, while the melons in Bianjia Village are directly ripe and picked, because of the water and soil, this melon can be placed for four or five days after ripening There is no problem at all.

In reality, there are only ten melons in a box, and a family of three will eat it in two or three days at most

The melon tastes good, the most important thing is that the pure green does not use pesticides, and the price is cheaper than that of the supermarket. How can there be a poor person who can play hundreds of thousands of motorcycles?

"What's yours is yours, and what the aunt sends is the aunt's heart," the ninth aunt said.

Aunt Bian Rui is quite grateful in her heart, without Bian Rui's help, let alone this year's income, the bottom of the loss will be lost, and now the customers are mainly people from Bian Rui's club, Aunt Jiu naturally has to look up to Bian Rui. What makes Aunt Nine even more proud is that the relatives who put themselves with a knife last year have confessed to themselves this year, and this Aunt Nine is called a full-body Shutai in her heart.

"This melon is good, have you given it all the ripe?" Bian Rui could only say.

Aunt Jiu said: "It's sent, the car of Xiao Seventeen who left, the first car was delivered yesterday morning, there is another car tomorrow, and the next car will have to wait for a few days, and it is not enough to make up the ...... of one car."

"The price you give is okay, right?" Bian Rui asked again.

Aunt Jiu nodded and said: "Where is it, it is very possible! In the past, we sold a pound of melons for only a few cents, but now we sell them ourselves, and this year's melon on the Pearl side is seventeen or eighteen yuan, which is more expensive than last year." Even if we give a discount of 20%, we will make a lot of money! I really didn't expect that in the past, we used to work for the dealers for half a day to grow melons. We can't lose Xiao Seventeen when we make money, in addition to bearing the cost of crossing, we also seal red envelopes for him every time."

Bian Rui laughed twice when he heard it, Bian Rui was naturally happy that the villagers were making money, and even happier was that Brother Seventeen actually knew that he had taken over the business of selling melons.

These days, Bian Seventeen's business has been on the rise, and fresh vegetables are sent to Mingzhu every day, and he is sitting in Mingzhu, and when the dishes arrive in Mingzhu, he will find someone to subcontract and deliver them overnight, so that the dishes in the hands of the guests are clean, and they are not wet or weighed.

In short, Bian Rui's Bian family shop old Hakka, not to mention all the dishes of Bian Jia Village, but most of them are still there, don't see these people in a small way, a family has at least a dozen or twenty people. The effect of the advertisement is even more first-class, what kind of dishes the big boss's family specifies, everyone must get some to try, and the business here is booming.

"As long as there is something good, don't worry about selling it now, the most feared thing is that it is shoddy, and you can't smash the signboard at any time," Bian Rui said.

Aunt Jiu nodded and said: "That's natural, my uncle wants me to help him bring goods this year, as long as half of the money, I didn't agree to anything, people trust us to buy our melons, we can't cheat people, otherwise not only do we have no face, Xiao Nineteen, you can't raise your head in front of others, don't worry, our family face is not lost."

"That's what our Bian family lives on," Bian Rui said with a smile.

As he was talking, suddenly a little baby came over, saw the big watermelon on the table, and shouted happily: "There is a watermelon!"

Bian Rui looked at the little guy, and saw that this kid was only four or five years old, wearing a small vest on his upper body, and there were two holes in the vest, and half of his small belly was directly exposed.

"Puppy, want to eat watermelon?"

Bian Rui began to play tricks on the little baby, the little baby was two generations later than Bian Rui, even his father had to call Uncle Nineteen honestly when he saw Bian Rui.

"Hmm!" the little one nodded.

"Grandma Jiu" The little guy glanced at Aunt Jiu who was standing next to Bian Rui again.

Aunt Nine is also interesting, teasing the child and saying: "If you want to eat watermelon, the little finch will let your nineteenth grandfather pinch it."

When the little baby heard this, she immediately covered her little finch with both hands, and squeezed her legs desperately to the middle to protect her little finch with both legs, twisting and retreating while protecting.

After retreating almost two meters, he didn't retreat, and his little face was full of entanglement, it seemed that he wanted to eat watermelon but didn't want Grandpa Nineteen to pull his little finch.

Bian Rui and Aunt Jiu looked at the appearance of the little guy and couldn't help laughing.

Threatening to pull the younger generations of the little finch This is the reserved entertainment program of the old elders in the countryside, not only the puppy, Bian Rui doesn't know how many times he has been scared by the elders when he wears open crotch pants, saying that the twitching is light, and from time to time some old disrespectful people will persuade the dolls to cut the little finch or something, anyway, seeing the bare little doll covering the little finch with a scared face, the elders feel very happy.

Bian Rui didn't expect that he would have such a day.

There was a knife for cutting melons on the grinding platform, and Bian Rui picked up the knife and casually divided the melons into two, and the red melon soil was suddenly exposed.

Aunt Nine saw the watermelon and said, "Seedless?"

"Well, the planting is seedless, this is the first batch of ripe, the taste is not bad, give the big guy a taste" Bian Rui said that he gave the melon everything, there are a lot of two melons as much as possible for more people to eat, the melon has to be cut thinner, the villagers bring things for everyone to eat, usually they are all tasted, so Bian Rui's two watermelons cut a total of almost forty or fifty girls, each slice is two or three fingers wide.

The little dog holding the little finch was hungry for the melon, but he didn't dare to come forward, for fear that the nineteenth grandfather would really pull his little finch until Bian Rui delivered a watermelon to him, and the little guy had not given up his vigilance. Holding a watermelon in one hand and holding his little finch in the other, that little appearance makes people want to laugh.

When eating melons, this hand was changed to that hand, not only did he eat the melon in his mouth, but the little finch also 'ate' a lot, and Bian Rui, who saw it, laughed again.

(End of chapter)