"You really can't look at the appearance of people, and the tattoo king is very good to understand Zhang Niu, who is standing in front of the door of the small bungalow, and muttered to himself.

Staying upstairs for nearly two hours, Zhang Niu, who never knew about architecture, had a lot of knowledge inside. After some refinement, the ideal bungalow in my heart jumped on the paper.

The photo magazine found a similar type of bungalow, asked Zhang Niu to choose a similar type of heart to rectify, and then negotiated the situation After Zhang Niu moved, he began to come over to build.

As for the empty house left after the move, Wang Da will naturally send someone to come and tear down the empty house and build a new small bungalow.

For this Zhang Niu is very satisfied, don't have to do it yourself, this is the best thing, about the price problem, the construction of steel bars and something are rising in price, and the cost is naturally high.

The three-story small bungalow costs about 100,000 to 130,000 yuan, which is a number of jade pieces, Zhang Niu immediately thought about it, and the price was about the same as what Shengming said at the beginning.

After the agreement was made, Zhang Niu happily came out of the house, and the rest went to the problem of going home and relocating, and brought the items at home to Happy Xiaozhu.

These furniture and the like can't be put on the sidelines. Wind and rain will soon come up with problems, even if you cover the film. And the builders who built the house were so busy that if they didn't pay attention to the furniture on the side, they might be damaged.

It is the right thing to move the furniture to the small building in the middle of the line. The quiet little house is empty over there, and the extra items can be put over there, and the spare room of the happy small building is not there, and the general store has already filled the Beiniu with its own items.

The rest of the belongings can only go to the quiet little house, which has not been renovated after all, and the rooms of the bamboo baskets are empty.

When I came out on a motorcycle, I originally thought of telling my aunt, but then I thought about it, this matter is still over, people will be busy, and the city will be guarded all day long.

It's easy to open a store, but it's hard to keep a store, which is the difficult thing about opening a store.

The feeling of going home is like a gallop, and no one on the Xiangfeng Grapefruit Oil Road looks extremely empty, and the scorching sun is basking on the weeds in the afternoon. There are far fewer villagers even working in the fields.

On the cracked trees on the side of the road, you can clearly hear the sound of knowing.

Since most of the knowledge will be buried in the soil and not protruding from the ground, there will be very little knowledge on the tree, but after a while, the knowledge on the tree will soon become everyone's delicacy.

On the way back, Zhang Niu saw some little hairy children holding bamboo in several places, and the soil surface was woven into a circle with bamboo branches, and in the middle of the circle was a special spider web.

This sister web is a general spider web, the only feature of this spider web is that it is particularly sticky, and when the hand touches, it is immediately a spider web wrapped around the hand.

With that sticky characteristic, it often becomes a child's catch, and the bamboo branches are wrapped in spider webs. I saw it parked on a tree. Take advantage of the lack of covers.

Sticking to the spider web, it is usually difficult to escape, which has become the favorite thing for children to play in summer, although this will not know much, but it can still satisfy the child's interest.

"Oh, big brother is back."

The sound of motorcycles sounded on the trail, and the little hairy children knew that Zhang Niu was back.

The little black wagging tail lying on the flat flower pond makes people know at a glance that the owner's family is back.

The little hairy boy and the little girl who stayed in the bamboo pavilion ran out, and outside, Nen Yansi was building a small building here with green trees, flat concrete floors, scattered with dots of light.

Since that kind of climbing the tree, water the upper space. Here the sycamore and osmanthus flowers are starting to grow vigorously. It began to draw out new shoots, and unconsciously, formed a natural artificial umbrella that shaded Happy Xiaozhu.

In this summer, Zhang Niu's happy little building brings a cool feeling.

Head brother, when to cut watermelon. We're going to eat watermelon, and we're going out for a swim later. The little fat man at the head of the pot lid said with a smashing mouth.

No wonder they are all here today, usually the little hairy children have to go back to take a nap at noon, and today they didn't go back thinking about the tempting watermelon.

"When the big brother rests, cut the watermelon immediately."

"There's watermelon to eat." There was no happiest person in the audience than the little fat man.

When the road comes back, you always have to rest to cut watermelons, which will make most people take a nap, Liang Shan went to sleep early, as for the rice bucket and incompetence, he went to the Happy Valley to supervise.

The roar of a motor can even be heard in the distance. This is a muddy mixer truck for road construction, desperately mixing cement.

In this hot summer, it is not possible to mix cement manually, everything is handed over to electrification, and there is no harassment of poisonous insects in the mountains and forests, no matter how hard it is. Or the quality has improved a lot.

"Let's go, cut the watermelon!" After resting for a while, Zhang Niu stood up.

You can't let them wait, and there are still many places for the little furry children in the afternoon.

Almost all the little trolls followed Zhang Niu to the kitchen in a noisy manner.

Before going out, the watermelon soaked in the iron basin was moved to the clear water that Brother Lianlian changed several times, and the well water was changed many times to cool the watermelon and taste better.

There is a watermelon knife at home, and the long one looks extremely sharp in the cold light.

The little furry children around are all circling around the watermelon. I can't wait to take a bite now, it's so tempting to look at it, and I almost drool.

Carefully take out the watermelon soaked in water and place it on the table.

Such a large watermelon can only be cut on the table, or there will be no place to put it.

The little second dog touched his little nose and said happily! "Brother husband. I took a picture of the weeping watermelon. How can you listen to the sound that Budian Chuan is empty, can't this watermelon be a white gourd (white scoop)? ”

"How can it be, your brother Niu's watermelon picking technique is top-notch, don't worry, there will definitely be no such thing." Let a little hairy boy suspect that the watermelon is a white scoop, and Zhang Niu has to confirm the correctness of the watermelon.

Cut a small part of the vine and lightly apply it to the edge of the watermelon. This is an old habit of cutting watermelon, and this watermelon knife can be used to smear this part to remove the smell after a long time.

"Cut the watermelon."

Zhang Niu posed, ready to cut the first watermelon of this summer.

The ten children around all gathered around, all wanting to see if the watermelon was red or white. Because the little second dog has a good prestige in the little hairy child, everyone believes in him more.

Everyone stared at the big watermelon on the table.

Taking a deep breath, the sharp knife edge pressed against the middle of the watermelon, intending to cut it all.

"Don't be a white scoop. That's a shame to die. I thought to myself.

Some watermelons have been raised in the field for a long time, and there will be a continuous breaking sound at the moment of cutting, and the whole watermelon has a lot of cracks.

It is confirmed that this watermelon is ripe too thoroughly, and this kind of watermelon will crack with a slight shock, and it is often the most difficult to preserve, after all, no one knows when this watermelon will burst.

"Red Scoop"

"It's not a white scoop, it's a red scoop"

Zhang Niu Temple cut a part, through the gap Xiaomao children all saw the red color inside, and agreed that this watermelon is a red scoop, which has become basic knowledge in the countryside.

Zhang Niu's heart finally fell, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The watermelon is just red, so you don't have to worry about its house.

Just now, the little second dog said white scoop. Zhang Niu was really worried in his heart, Uncle Ergou was picking watermelons in the village, and Nengbu planted a lot of mountain watermelons this year. The son who follows him can always learn a few layers of kung fu.

The knife cut and pulled out the watermelon knife, put it aside, the watermelons at this time were still closed together, through the gap, Zhang Niu clearly saw the fiery red color, and a lot of juice flowed out with the watermelon ugly.

Break it open with your hand and get ready to start dividing the watermelon.

Zhang Niu was easy to break, and the cut watermelon revealed the true face of Lushan, and the watermelon was spread out, followed by an uproar.

The little boy was stunned when he looked at the watermelon, covering his mouth and not knowing what to say.

The little girl stared at the watermelon even more curiously, why the watermelon grown by Brother Niu's family would be different from what she usually saw.

The spread watermelon was imprinted into Zhang Niu's eyes. The color of the watermelon was originally red, but the watermelon in front of me is seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple.

The watermelon with seven colors is a shocking thing for a little hairy child in the countryside.

Zhang Niu looked at the seven-colored watermelon in front of him and was very surprised, and immediately thought of the colorful leaves in the space. The seeds are put in the space for a day, and the space water is usually watered.

Unexpectedly, the watermelon planted outside, the red scoop inside turned into seven colors, except for the surprise of begging.

Everyone stared at each other in amazement at the seven-colored watermelon.

The little second dog, who was a little bold, asked weakly, "Niu shrugged, did you grow this watermelon?" Why is it different from what my dad planted, there are so many colors, can this be eaten? ”

Cutting a watermelon can cut out a colorful watermelon. Something that even Zhang Niu himself didn't expect.

At the beginning, I just wanted the watermelon to ripen earlier, so that it could be better in ugliness, who would have thought that it would mutate into a colorful watermelon.

Immediately, "Yes, this is a new type of watermelon that you Niu Gewang has abandoned, unexpectedly!" ”

"Brother Niu grows more watermelons than my dad grows in the field."! , Ergou immediately remembered the watermelon he had grown.

"I've seen watercolor pens come in seven colors. I've never seen a watermelon in a book, and it also has seven colors," the little girl said with her cheeks puffed out.

"Eun, I just don't know if this watermelon can be eaten?"

Looking at the tempting seven-colored watermelon, except for the good. More doubts are whether this watermelon can be eaten.

"This watermelon can be eaten, I'll cut it for you to taste, it must taste delicious." Pick up the watermelon. Cut the watermelon three times and divide it into pieces.

The cut seven-colored melon retains its brilliant color, and there is no change due to its exposure to the air.

After the watermelon is cut, the little hairy children dare not eat the watermelon in front of them, and they are afraid of the seven-colored watermelon.

Although Zhang Feng said this, everyone didn't dare to eat the seven-colored watermelon in front of him.

"This watermelon is delicious, you can try it and you'll know, or Brother Niu will eat it for you." Zhang Niu himself selected a seven-colored watermelon to demonstrate.

Zhang Niu himself was curious about this seven-colored watermelon. What exactly can it taste like?

Take a gentle bite into the watermelon. The only feeling is that it is refreshing to be in a sweet feast.

The gastric juice is squirming quickly, and the feeling of giving birth to a cow is really big. Slowly swallow the watermelon in your throat. Let Zhang Niu have a wonderful feeling.

"Delicious!" I couldn't help but sigh.

This watermelon has an advantage in taste. It is the best choice in terms of taste and even color.

When the little hairy children saw Zhang Niu eating watermelons, they snatched the watermelons cut on the table.

"Delicious!"

Everyone shouted one after another, for this watermelon. Eat it freely.