On the way, the two of them will stop to wander around in small towns, taste local food, and experience the scenery of other places. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But they never stay overnight, because they can afford to find other places to live, all the way.

The two took turns to drive, Zisang had a good physique, there was no fatigue driving, it was Qiu Bao who was bored and had to drive for a while.

She doesn't have a driver's license and only drives on rural roads at a time.

"Baby, do you want to eat watermelon?" Zisang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly asked her.

Qiu Bao also saw that there were large green watermelon fields on both sides of the road in front, and a melon shed was built with plastic on the side of the road, and there were many round and large watermelons.

There were two private cars parked on the side of the road, and adults and children had come down, talking to the melon keeper in the shed, apparently wanting to pick melons.

Going to the countryside to pick melons and fruits is an unforgettable experience for city dwellers, and the pastoral life is portrayed as attractive and has become a dream for most people.

"It's not ice." She lamented.

"Buy a few more nights and freeze them in the refrigerator overnight, and you can eat whatever you want tomorrow."

That's right, isn't it a piece of cake to get some ice cubes with the skills of the two of them?

However, you have to pick melons before buying melons, and the melon fields in this area seem to have done the business of passers-by, so the two can pick slowly.

Some of the prices are not suitable, some of the melon skin is too thick, and some of them have the concept of slaughtering passers-by...... After visiting a few houses one after another, they finally picked a melon field, and the melon keepers were grandparents and grandchildren.

The old man was a taciturn man, and the two of them asked and answered anything, not much, and they would not be kind enough to coax customers. The youngest grandson is about ten years old, thin and thin, but he looks quite energetic, and he is playing with a dirt dog.

The grandparents and grandchildren didn't talk much, and the watermelon placed in front of the simple grass shed was cut open, and the melon pulp was bright red with black melon seeds, which made people drool.

There are also a lot of guests, Zisang and Qiu Baolai have a silver private bus parked on the side of the road before, and at this moment there are five young people picking melons in the field, which is estimated to be the owner of the car.

Among them, a girl in a skirt with a parasol bent down to touch a watermelon from time to time, causing a few glances.

But to be honest, the sun is indeed very big today, and Qiu Bao can't help but follow Zisang with an umbrella.

The four pets were not released and left in the car to blow the air conditioner.

"This is good," he looked at the melon body, and then bent his fingers to flick the round melon body a few times, "The voice is different from the small one." "The small skin is very tender, and the sound of knocking is muffled, and you can tell that it is not ripe at a glance.

"Well, yes."

So, Zisang cut off Guati with a stroke of his fingers, took one off and put it in a plastic bag given by the melon guard, and then picked another one.

At this time, the young men had already walked past the two of them with three big watermelons in their arms, and one of them kindly raised his voice to the two:

"Hey, I just saw it over there, and it's not all cooked." Pointing to the place where they had just been, "We haven't looked for it yet, you can go and have a look." ”

Out of popular thinking, there is something better waiting ahead.

"Okay, thanks." Zisang responded with a smile.

When she saw his appearance clearly, a girl in the crowd looked surprised, and then a trace of interest flashed.

It turned out to be them, haven't they been divided yet? The mountains don't turn around, and they have a lot of fate!

It's a pity that the timing is not right, otherwise ......

The group gave the melon money, got in the car and left.

Zisang didn't look for it in front, but went to the other side.

After a while, the little boy and his little earth dog ran to the front and slipped around, and suddenly barked, turned and ran back to the melon shed.

Then the old man came with him to the melon field and bent down to look at several of them, and muttered in tongues, unable to make out what he meant, but his tone and expression seemed to be cursing.

It turned out that the way those people picked melons just now was very direct, using a sharp knife to dig a small hole to see if the melon skin was thick or not, and whether the melon pulp was red enough. There are a lot of melons that have been gouged out. One was even broken in half and thrown into the ground.

There are also a few small watermelons that were broken and thrown into the ground.

The other party gave three watermelons for money, but wasted so much, no wonder the old melon farmer was so distressed that he scolded his mother.

The old melon farmer scolded and cleaned up the broken watermelons in the field, and looked distressed with the incision, and there was nothing to pick. The child's eyes were full of hostility towards the guests, so he simply took the little earth dog directly to the two of them, staring at Zisang and picking melons.

Qiu Bao and Zisang couldn't cry or laugh, didn't say anything, and continued to pick melons in their own way.

However, the way Zisang picks melons makes the child feel strange, and his head involuntarily closes up, wanting to see what the trick is.

Zisang didn't hide it, and generously wiped the melon with the nail of his thumb under his nose, and the melon and the stem were broken.

The child looked shocked and tried to pinch the watermelon next to him with his thumb nails. It's a pity that his nails are not as long as Zisang's, and his strength is not as strong as others, leaving only a faint scratch on Guati.

Zisang was proud, and childishly threw the newly picked watermelon.

"Boom, let's go."

Qiu Bao kicked him twice with his toes in amusement, and Zisang smiled and went to the melon shed to pay the money with three large watermelons.

The last batch of immoral guests annoyed the old man, but he didn't plan to rip off the customers to make up for the loss, and when he saw that his grandson didn't come to report, he truthfully weighed the two and collected the money.

After the two got in the car and left, the old man didn't see his grandson come back for a long time, and went into the field to take a look in confusion, and found that his grandson was squatting in front of a big watermelon and grinding his fingers, with a small expression full of unwillingness.

The old man asked him what he was doing, and the child was very unconvinced and said that he was practicing picking watermelons.

Not understanding the way the little kid thinks, the old man shook his head and let him play. I began to inspect the melons in the field again, and remembered the few watermelons that had been dug up just now, and my heart throbbed.

Don't say that the buyers don't accept the melons, even the passing tourists will dislike them, so they can only cut a petal and put it to see if it can be sold......

Huh? Where are the melons with mouths?

I can't find it all over, and the melons are smooth and round, which makes the old people confused, thinking that they are old and confused.

The sun is shining, there is an old man with a dazed expression standing in a green melon vine field, not far away there is a bare-armed peasant baby sitting in the green melon vine with a depressed face, the pastoral scenery makes people look pleasing to the eye, and involuntarily get off the car and call:

"Hey, uncle, can you pick your watermelon?"

……

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Stop-and-go, when there were still more than 100 kilometers away from Woxian Ridge, the sky became gloomy.

Dusk, before it was dark, the sky was cloudy in the blink of an eye, and the wind howled wildly, as if there was a great storm brewing in the sky.

Zisang and Qiubao came to a flat place where there was no shop in front of the village and no store, there were trees nearby, and the four little pets jumped around happily as soon as they got out of the car, and they were very excited.

"That's it, there's a mountain road ahead, and it's hard to walk when it rains." Zisang looked up at the weather and said.

"Oh, hurry up and build a house." Qiu Bao bent down to pick up some small dry branches and firewood in the ground.

Along the way, Zisang's weather forecast was super accurate, and he said that it would definitely rain if it rained, and there was no error for the time being. This is a small sense of potential on his part, and he can't show off, because if he talks too much, it won't work. (To be continued.) )