"Dad, what do you think this is?" Suddenly, the little guy ran back from the front, took Fang Yuan's hand, and pointed to the field next to him and asked.

"This is a watermelon, don't you know?" Fang Yuan said embarrassedly.

He thought the little guy was knowingly asking.

"Watermelon?" asked the little one, tilting his neck.

"Watermelon. ”

"Watermelon, hehe...... hey!" the little guy smirked.

"You little gluttonous cat, do you want to eat?" Fang Yuan said as he rubbed her hair.

Lan Caiyi in front saw that Xinxin didn't follow, and stood in place to talk, so he went back.

Watermelons in Qiongzhou are generally concentrated in the period from April to October, and now it is September, which is too late.

Fruit is planted early or late, so that it can be sold at a good price, and this belongs to the autumn watermelon.

And just in time for the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival, it can be sold at a good price, and it can be stored and kept fresh until the end of the year, and sold out of season.

The last time Shin Shin was at home, because the watermelon hadn't grown yet, the little guy didn't pay attention.

And the watermelon in the field next to it is the most common variety in Qiongzhou, the black beauty watermelon.

The fruit of this watermelon is mostly oblong in shape, and the skin is dark black-green with inconspicuous stripes.

It is generally early-ripening, the skin is thicker than that of ordinary watermelon, the flesh is tender and juicy, and the sugar content is high.

"If you want to eat, Daddy will pick one for you. Fang Yuan said, and prepared to go down to the ground to pick it.

"Fang Yuan, this is not good, this is planted by others, we will take ...... without telling us. Mother Lan heard it next to her and hurriedly said.

"It's okay, the countryside is not so particular, pick a handful and eat it, no one will care. Fang Yuan explained with a smile.

When he was a child, he often went to other people's watermelon fields to steal watermelons.

It is said to be stealing, but in fact, no one cares about it at all.

"I still don't think it's good. "Mama Lan, who is a city dweller, doesn't understand this kind of behavior.

"It's okay, I'll talk to my dad when I go back, and he can just say hello to someone. Fang Yuan thought for a moment.

Mother Lan didn't speak again when she heard this.

"What, do you want to eat watermelon, can't you eat it and buy it back?" asked Lan Caiyi, who walked back, put his arm around the little guy's shoulder.

"But that watermelon is so round. The little guy pointed to the watermelon field not far away.

"What about the round? Isn't it all food?" Lan Caiyi said dissatisfied.

"But I want to eat it now. The little one muttered.

"It's grown by someone else, and if you don't tell it, you're stealing, and you can't do it whether others care about it or not.

Fang Yuan, let me tell you, don't go down to help her pick it, if she wants to eat it now, she can go down and pick it herself, but if she steals something and gets caught by the police, I don't care. Lan Caiyi took the opportunity to educate.

And stopped the Fang Yuan who was preparing to go down the melon field.

Fang Yuan spread his hands to the little guy, saying that he had no choice.

The little guy muttered dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa is the policeman, grandpa will not arrest the baby." ”

"That's okay, you go down and pick it up!" Lan Caiyi let go of her.

The little guy looked at the big watermelon in the watermelon field, and then at the adults standing next to him.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "The baby doesn't want to eat now, hum ......." ”

Then he took the lead and ran with a humming of his waist.

Rhubarb hurriedly followed, leaning around beside the little master's legs.

Fang Yuan looked at her, a little unbearable, picked up the phone and called Fang's father.

"Dad, where is this watermelon field next to the orchard?"

"Old Zhao's family in the west of the town, what's the matter, why are you asking about this?" Father Fang felt that he was asking inexplicably.

"His watermelon is ripe, and he wants to eat it when he sees it, so you say hello to Lao Zhao's family. Fang Yuan explained.

"Say hello, how big is it to pick a watermelon?" Fang's father said that they are all from the township, and what else do you need to say hello to pick a watermelon to eat.

Take their orchard, for example, the fruit they planted was never sold, and except for their own food, the rest either rotted in the ground or was picked by the neighbors, and they never took care of it.

"Caiyi and her mother aren't used to it. Fang Yuan whispered on the phone.

"There are many people in the city, but how can people in the countryside be so particular. Father Fang muttered in a low voice.

"And they feel that if they don't tell them, they steal, and it's not good for the education of the little ones. Fang Yuan continued to explain.

"They are right, people in the city are different, they are exquisite, and they are as rough as the rural people. ”

As soon as Father Fang heard that it affected the little guy's education, the conversation immediately changed, making Fang Yuan on the other end of the phone dumbfounded.

"You wait, I'll call Lao Zhao now. Without waiting for Fang Yuan to speak, he hung up the phone directly.

"Xinxin, wait a minute, your grandfather is calling someone, and you can pick it up soon. Fang Yuan shouted to the few people who had already walked forward.

When the little one heard this, he immediately ran back cheerfully.

Mother Lan and Lan Caiyi naturally followed.

"Daddy, a great man. The little guy ran over and hugged Fang Yuan's legs.

"You're going to get used to her. Lan Caiyi walked over and said coquettishly.

"How can there be!" Fang Yuan had no confidence and said weakly.

"Okay, don't say any more, I also want to taste whether this watermelon is sweet or not. Mother Lan was also beside her to help.

At this moment, Fang's father called, and naturally the owner of the watermelon agreed.

What's more, it was Father Fang's fight, and he still has a bit of prestige in this town.

However, just because of this matter, Lao Zhao was taken aback, and felt that Father Fang was really not an ordinary person, and he was particular about doing things.

Since the owner of the melon field agreed, Fang Yuan was no longer polite, and jumped into the field and asked the little guy, "Which one do you want, Dad will help you pick it." ”

"That's what she just said. Lan Caiyi pointed to the round watermelon that the little guy said just now.

"No, I want that. "The little guy was unceremonious and picked one of the biggest.

It seems to weigh at least a dozen pounds.

"Why are you going to make such a big deal, can you eat it all by yourself?" Lan Caiyi said.

"Because I have to eat it for my grandmother, my grandparents, and my father, so it's not much. The little guy thrust in his waist.

Lan Caiyi was very moved when she heard this, and wondered if the little guy was so simple and kind, and she was too strict with her.

At this time, I heard the little guy say: "If you don't give it to your mother, your mother will be a big villain." ”

Lan Caiyi instantly put the idea behind him just now, this little guy must be educated well.

"Call me a big badass, see if I don't spank you. "The blue clothes are going to fight.

I had long noticed that the little guy who was there ran away.

"Don't run, you stop me. Lan Caiyi pretended to be in a hurry.

"No, woo-woo-lur. The little guy thought he was running fast, and stopped to twist his little ass at her.

Lan Caiyi rushed forward a few steps, frightened the little guy to continue running.

For a while, the order of chasing was reversed from just now, and the field was filled with the laughter of the mother and daughter.

"Two minx. Mother Lan looked at the two who ran away and laughed in a low voice.

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