Canghai looked at the group of people sitting on the ground speechlessly, to be precise, a group of people who came to steal melons, in addition to people, there were five or six livestock, either old donkeys or old cows, anyway, there was no sturdy livestock, and these people on the ground were quite matched, because these people were old men and old ladies, and it was estimated that there were no people under fifty.

There are also small ones, all of them are only about seven or eight years old, and at most they are not more than ten years old, and they are all left-behind children.

Hu Shijie walked to Canghai's side at this time, and motioned to a few young people in the village with strong flashlights: "Don't take a photo, they are all relatives in the township, they are not young, don't shine on other people's eyes!"

Hearing Hu Shijie say this, the young man moved the bright flashlight in his hand. I didn't look at other people's eyes in the first place, but now I have removed the lights from these people.

For these melon thieves, young people are not too polite.

Because losing a melon is a thousand dollars, which is a lot of losses for the family, and these days the whole family can say that as long as they can work in the field, they will work, just to make the family's melons grow better and make more money.

Now that they have encountered these melon thieves, stealing money from their own pockets, how can young people not hate them in their hearts.

Hu Shijie's eyes swept over the faces of these melon thieves, and soon found that there were several old fellows he knew.

"Yo, old Yao, I didn't expect it, even your old Yao Xian has done something like stealing chickens and touching dogs," Hu Shijie said to an old man in the crowd who looked to be seventy.

The clothes worn by the old man were very torn, and there were no less than seven or eight patches, especially on the sleeves and neck, which were patched, which showed that the life at home was not very good.

Although the old man's clothes are very torn, but the pulp is very clean, and it is very neat, and at a glance you know that this family has a diligent mother-in-law who is in charge of housework, and the life of the family is poor, but the spirit of the person is actually good.

The old man, who was called Yao Lao Han by Hu Shijie, didn't care, and continued to smack the dry tobacco bag in his hand: "You old Hu hasn't had a good life for a few days, why do you want to laugh at me?"

Li Lida interjected at this time and said: "When we didn't have a good day, we were also a well-known man, but we didn't have the intention of stealing things in the field, what's the matter, you still have a reason to come to our village to steal watermelons?"

"You Sijiaping are well-known men, but we are stealing today, if you report to the official, you will report to the official, if you want to beat us up, we will still come in the future! It's not that we want to steal, but we want to get some oil and water from your Sijiaping Village, you eat meat, we can also drink some soup, thick soup can't be, you have to give up a bowl or two of porridge, right?"

Lao Yao looked indifferent, and said while snorting dry smoke, and his tone was still vibrant.

"Are you still unreasonable, don't you even want a face to live?" Li Wan said to Lao Yao hatefully.

Lao Yao glanced at Li Wan: "Hou Sheng, when I worked hard to work for others, you kid was still playing with finches and mud, don't tell Lao Tzu any big truths, we just want to make the family live a better life, don't do anything, it's not okay to drink soup after you? I'm that old, what can I do if I don't have this old face? Also, when I used to fight devils, who carried your old lady out of the pile of dead people, without Lao Tzu's master, can you still have this thing?"

As soon as Li Wan heard this, he immediately shut his mouth, there was no way, there were many soldiers in the northwest during the Anti-Japanese War in the past, and things at that time were really difficult to talk about, and they couldn't talk clearly.

Hu Shijie walked to Lao Yao's side, squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tore open the seal, popped one out of it and handed it to Lao Yao.

Lao Yao glanced at it, turned his hand holding the cigarette twice, and said with a smile: "You four Jiaping are really rich, you old buckle are smoking a pack of cigarettes for twenty yuan, it's not like we are still smoking old cigarettes!"

Saying that, Lao Yao put the cigarette on his ear and continued to smoke his dry cigarette with low eyebrows.

Hu Shijie said: "Lao Yao, it's useless for you to steal melons, the outside soil can't grow these melons, even if you plant them, the Japanese factory won't accept you, they have a contract with us, and this thing has to be sold abroad, people pay attention to what intellectual property rights, you don't have ......."

"How do you know that planting is not good, what if someone can plant well?" Lao Yao raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Shijie and said lightly.

Hu Shijie sighed when he saw it: "Since you don't believe it, then I'll give you some seeds, you go back and plant them yourself, don't come here and steal them, they are all big people, it's not a shame to do this kind of thing!"

Hu Shijie stood up after speaking.

Hearing Hu Shijie say this, the young people in the village were not happy, and shouted one after another: "Why! Grandpa Hu, we don't agree!"

Hu Shijie looked at a few young people, and said earnestly: "If you don't let them all take some back to plant, they won't give up, anyway, we haven't tried it ourselves!"

Hearing Hu Shijie say this, the young man stopped squeaking.

The villagers did try to plant watermelons last year, and it was the land in the town, there were two or three families planted at that time, and the planting area was not large, in fact, it was planted to play, and there were more than a dozen melons on the front and back of the house, and the melons were knotted, but there was not much difference from ordinary watermelons, although it looked like the melons of Sijiaping, but the size was too small, and the largest ones planted in the town were more than a dozen catties, far less big than those planted in the village.

As for the factories that were sold to the Japanese, it was really unthinkable, there was no possibility at all, and it was not as high as the content of the bad inferior products here.

Lao Yao looked at Hu Shijie and asked, "Do you really give seeds?"

"What am I lying to you for?" said Hu Shijie.

Lao Yao listened and opened his mouth to ask: "We don't want the seeds from your side, can we give the seeds from Canghai's baby's family?"

Hu Shijie smiled when he heard this: "You old man still picks seeds!"

"Don't think we don't know, the best place for your melons to grow here has to be the Phoenix Ditch and the Jiaozituo, the quality of your village is generally slightly worse than that of the young baby Canghai."

Hu Shijie looked back at Canghai.

Canghai smiled: "If you want it, I have no opinion, you can pick the mother melon and give it to you!"

Without the Tree of Life, if these people want to plant melons, it is simply impossible, and Canghai is naturally not afraid of these people to plant them. Besides, now Canghai is helpless.

Hu Shijie didn't expect Canghai to agree so simply, he thought that Canghai would be a little cautious or something, and he was ready to persuade Canghai.

But now that he heard that Canghai had promised to go directly to the field to pick the mother melon, Hu Shijie suddenly had some doubts in his heart, and felt that Canghai's baby should not be so generous.

In fact, Canghai has been helpless by these people in his heart, since the melons are ripe, these people who came to steal melons are one after another.

At the beginning, some people stole melons and sold them in the Japanese factory, and one by two wanted to sell them to the factory at a price of one or two hundred.

After a few times, these people still didn't give up and didn't know what to think about not stealing public melons, but instead stealing female melons, ready to go home to plant.

This kind of melon is different from the female melon, the male melon looks like a big winter melon, and the female melon grows a lot smaller, and it is round and not slippery, which is very easy to distinguish. Not to mention adults, even if it's a five or six-year-old baby, it's clear.

The police were also very helpless, because one or two watermelons arrested people? In the past month or so, more than 100 people have been arrested, and all of them are old men and old ladies, and there are eight or nine-year-old milk dolls.

After these old men and old ladies arrived at the detention center, they couldn't beat or scold, and many of them still had geriatric diseases, not only could they not work, but the county also put a sum of money on medicine.

In the end, there was really no way, the county bureau made a report to the county, and the county didn't do it, you can't shout and kill because of a few hundred yuan, and there is no law, and then when these people are caught, they simply focus on persuasion and education, because there are too many people.

Persuasion education?

There was nothing at all, so a group of old men and old ladies formed a team to bring the baby at home to steal melons.

"Do you count?" Lao Yao heard Canghai agree, and immediately looked at Canghai with blank eyes, his eyes full of hope.

Canghai was stunned by Lao Yao's gaze, and suddenly it seemed as if something had knocked on the tip of his heart.

Once upon a time, Canghai also saw such eyes in his own folks, at that time Canghai was still young, and went to the New Year's fair with the adults, children, when they saw Huahua's New Year's fair, they wanted everything, but where did the adults have the money to buy, and they ruthlessly pulled the baby to turn their heads and left, and the heart was not going to go, but they took out the money and discussed with others, a pound of small noodles and fruits cost five yuan, so can you spend five cents to buy a few, and give your children a taste.

Lao Yao didn't know that his gaze teased Canghai's memories, and when he saw that Canghai didn't speak, he immediately urged: "You baby, it's okay, if it doesn't work, if it doesn't work, why are you still pretending to be deep."

"Yo, you are a melon thief, you are full of anger when you speak, what's the matter, our second brother Hai still owes you?" Wei Changhao said dissatisfied.

Canghai came back to his senses at this time: "Of course what I said is forgotten, but I tell you, the water and soil there are not suitable for growing watermelons, the nutrients in the soil are insufficient, and the melons will not grow at all.......

When Lao Yao heard this, he sighed and arched his hand at Canghai: "Even if we know, how can we die if we don't plant it! You don't know, more than two acres have been planted in Zuojia Village, and the melons are growing quite well, and now they have produced small melon buttons the size of a fist."

Canghai frowned when he heard this, thought for a while and asked, "How long has it been planted?"

"More than a month!" said Lao Yao.

As soon as Canghai heard it, he understood that there must be acquaintances in this Zuojia village, and their melon seedlings must have been leaked out by the villagers, as for who leaked it, just check who has relatives in Zuojia Village.

Hu Shijie obviously thought of it too, and also frowned.

Others steal melons, and the people in their own village also leak out melon seedlings, that nature is not the same, stealing melons in the eyes of the village people is just a petty thief, but to get the melon seedlings out of the village, it is to eat inside and out.

Thinking of this, Hu Shijie glanced at Miao Zhengwei, who was two steps away from him, Miao Zhengwei looked up and glanced at Hu Shijie, and the two immediately understood what each other was thinking.

Canghai was not happy in his heart, but this matter was difficult to avoid in Canghai's opinion, how many imperial lice still existed on the emperor's body, who could not have a few poor relatives who begged to come to the door?

And this matter, it doesn't belong to Canghai, now the nominal boss in the village is Miao Zhengwei, and the boss who speaks the best is Hu Shijie, like this kind of offending people, let's do it, anyway, the two of them occupy a position, and they must be iron enough!

"Go back today, come to the village tomorrow, I'll take you to pick some female melons, and let you take them back to plant one by one, right?" Canghai said to Lao Yao.

Lao Yao listened and replied: "We won't go back, it's not cold now, let's find a nest on the ground for a night, how about you help pick melons tomorrow morning?"

"Whatever you want!" Canghai said and stopped talking.

Hearing that Canghai agreed to give seeds, a group of old men and old ladies with their milk babies immediately became happy.

But now the happiest people here are not these melon stealers, but the college students who came to watch the excitement of the demon capital.

The thing that makes them happy is that they never thought that they would have the opportunity to pet the bear. And it's a wild bear!