Although Pang Xu kept complaining, he didn't delay eating at all

In the end, the goods aimed at the pear tree in front of the door, and deliberately hooked a big duck pear with a net bag, and ate it deliciously.

The guy was still idle after eating and drinking, and asked if there were any smaller watermelons here.

"A little watermelon...... You haven't eaten yet? Wait for me to cut another one for you" Liu Junhao looked at Pang Xu with some surprise, this person is really a foodie. Most of the watermelon just now didn't even move much, Xu Xiaoli only ate two pieces, and the rest of the brain was eaten by this guy, and the Ya pear just now, to say the least, weighed half a catty. With so much fruit, he didn't even eat enough.

"No, I'm full, I just saw that your watermelon skin is quite thick, so I'm thinking about giving you a melon carving art." Pang Xu waved his hand again and again and shouted.

"The art of melon carving? At your level, don't spoil my watermelon. Liu Junhao is no stranger to watermelon carving, and someone posted a similar photo on the forum on the eighteenth floor a few days ago. People use watermelons to carve peonies, human heads, pavilions and other images, which looks amazing. At that time, Liu Junhao's hands were itchy, and he also had the intention of trying to try it on his own melon skin. But he was a man of self-knowledge, and knew that it was okay to make himself a thing, and that it was not easy to carve something out of the glossy watermelon skin, so he didn't waste it.

"Damn, don't you look down on people. Let me tell you, buddy has really learned to eat eagles for a few days. Hurry up and find me a small watermelon, as long as the size of a football, and I'll show you what real art is. ”

Seeing this product full of confidence, Liu Junhao could only turn his head and go into the backyard to look for melons. At this time, it is the peak fruiting period of watermelons, and large and small watermelons are hung in a yard, which is quite spectacular. The watermelon is too big and worrying, he searched back and forth and did not find a ripe melon the size of a football, and the smallest one weighed ten pounds.

Liu Junhao had no choice but to enter the stone lock to look for it, and when he walked around in the melon field, his steps were very small, for fear of accidentally stepping on the melon seedlings. A few days ago, I caught a stone chicken inside, and accidentally trampled a melon seedling off the root. At that time, he was very distressed for a while, if this melon seedling did not die, he would be able to bear at least dozens of catties of watermelons, so what did he step on, and dozens of dollars would be gone.

"Huh" He couldn't help but pause when he looked at a clearing: the melon seedling from before was not dead yet. Although the leaves at the root had turned yellow, one of the branches was still verdant, and the bowl of watermelon on top was larger than the previous day.

Can watermelons continue to grow after the seedlings die? Liu Junhao unbelievably mentioned the melon seedlings, and then found the reason. There happened to be a dozen lateral roots growing on that branch, and it was these lateral roots that provided nourishment for the watermelon. However, due to the lack of nutrients, the yellow flowers on those seedlings have completely withered, and only one watermelon remains. He tapped it with his hand, and his voice was crisp, it should have matured in advance.

This kind of watermelon is called dead seedling melon, although it is ripe, but it does not taste very good, and the material for Pang Xu to make melon carving is just right, which is considered waste reuse.

The watermelon was taken to the front yard, and Pang Xu immediately took out a knife from the keyring and got busy. With the movement of his fingers, circles of green skin were peeled off the watermelon.

Liu Junhao originally wanted to learn from the side, but he was busy for about ten minutes, and in the end, he carved a crooked human face. He asked, "This is what you call art?" If a few strokes on the watermelon rind are called art, then the artist is not satisfied with running on the street. ”

"X, if you have the ability, you can carve one for me, this thing has high requirements for knife work. I'm just fixing the general outline first, and I'll have to refine it later. Pang Xu was very confident in himself, he distinguished, and continued to bury his head in the watermelon peel.

Not to mention waiting for him to dig out the excess melon skin little by little, the face on the watermelon really looks like that. It was rare to see this guy doing a beautiful thing, and Liu Junhao naturally praised him fiercely. I didn't think of a few words of praise to make this tail completely to the sky, and shouted loudly that Xu Xiaoli and the others came out to visit.

Zhang Qian is very interested in melon carving, and after seeing this work, she also moved her mind, and is ready to wait for her own hand carving to be uploaded to the Internet. Liu Junhao hurriedly spoke out to stop him, he knew his wife's hands-on ability too well.

Since a month ago, Sunana has been clamoring to come and stay for a while, but then there is no news for some reason. It's good today, as if they had discussed, Pang Xu and his family had just arrived for less than two hours, and Su Nana also called over there and said that she would come to Liujiagou and ask her to push an electric car to pick her up at the entrance of the village.

"How many things do you bring with you and use an electric car? I'll go straight over there. Zhang Qian asked a little strangely.

"You come here and know that I have moved all the house, and you can't take it alone." Sunana stressed again and again.

Listening to what she said, Zhang Qian could only call her husband to go over to help. originally wanted Xu Xiaoli and her family to rest, but who knew that they felt bored sitting in the courtyard, so they had to follow and have a look.

"...... here" Before reaching the entrance of the village, I saw Su Nana standing under the tree and waving to a few people.

At first glance, this girl is wearing a silk short-sleeved undershirt, carrying an oversized backpack on her shoulder, sunglasses on her forehead, white breeches on her lower body, and a pair of sneakers on her feet. Majestic and high-spirited, with a sense of ability all over his body, he is fancy enough!

"There's not much to do, and when you talk about it on the phone, I really thought you moved here." Zhang Qian stepped forward to help untie the travel belt from her waist.

"There's still something over there," Sunana said, wiping the sweat from her forehead, and then pointing to the luggage on the wheat straw stack next to her.

Everyone turned their heads and was collectively petrified: she was not lying on the phone, it was indeed like moving. Two large boxes with sliding and a handbag and a travel bag, and what is even more outrageous is that there is a long box tied to the sliding box, and I don't know what is inside.

Zhang Qian was a little speechless and asked, "These are all your own?" ”

"Well, Li Pei bought me a few catties of bananas when I left, but I didn't bring it because I thought it was troublesome, otherwise it would have been more."

Seeing that she was tired and sweating profusely, several people didn't stay at the entrance of the village for long, and went home directly with the salute.

"What are you bringing here?" Zhang Qian wanted to carry the push-pull box away, but she felt heavy after just taking two steps, and in the end she could only pull it on the ground.

"Nothing, just some change of clothes, sheets, mosquito nets, mats. The rest was all snacks to eat......"

"It's all food?" Liu Junhao looked at the two large sliding boxes and asked with some suspicion. How many snacks do you need to fill up!

"Of course, the box in your hand is a box of raisins, melon seeds, plum and fried peanuts, Zhang Qian has a carton of milk in her hand, and by the way, there is also a set of books and notebooks, I am going to take a good look at it while I have time."

There are all kinds of food and clothing, and listening to her talk endlessly like a few family treasures, a few people only have admiration left.

As soon as she arrived in the courtyard, Su Nana opened the sliding box, and a table full of melon seeds, raisins, etc., was placed like a treasure chest. Mouth beard, I really want to eat what I want. People can't look good, don't look at Sunana's slender figure, but she is definitely an expert in eating.

With so much food, Wukong was completely happy, stretching out his paws and pulling in front of him. Liu Junhao couldn't look at it in the end, and knocked this guy twice on the head before he was born.

When renovating the house, taking into account the accommodation of friends coming to play, Liu Junhao deliberately opened up three rooms on it. Recently, because of those pairs of swiftlets, he vacated one of the rooms for them as a swiftlet house, but two rooms were enough for Xu Xiaoli and others to live.

Regarding swiftlets, the two of them have great expectations, but the reality is very depressing. So far, there is no sign of nesting in those guys. Thankfully, they have adapted to their surroundings and fly in and out of the house every day, adding a touch of color to the yard.

After arranging the accommodation for the three of them, Zhang Qian saw that it was not yet time to eat, so she beckoned everyone to sit under the poplar tree and play cards.

After a while, Wukong picked up a wicker fart from nowhere and ran into the yard, it rubbed beside Liu Junhao and squeaked, wanting the owner to weave a straw hat for it.

"Go aside" This game is Liu Junhao's landlord, he is counting cards, how can he have time to accompany the monkey to mess around, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at Pang Xu.

"I'll make you a horn" Pang Xu was interested, and he wiped out the willow leaves on the top with three times and five divisions.

"Squeak" the monkey pointed and screamed as soon as he saw that he had knocked the leaf off.

The so-called "wicker horn" is very simple to make, that is, pull a thin wicker at will and twist it by hand to separate the willow bark and willow bone, and then pull it hard, and the skin and bone will be completely separated. Then use a sickle to cut the hollow wicker skin into ten centimeter-long sections, scrape off one finger-wide green skin at one end of it, expose a thin layer of milky white silk, and press the silk into a flat shape.

And just like that, a rough handmade horn was made. Put the end of the silk pot in your mouth and blow it vigorously, and it will make a coarse or thin porphyry sound. The thicker the wicker, the rougher the sound, sounding like a scalper. The longer the wicker, the more melodious and delicate the sound.

However, this wicker trumpet is usually best in early spring, and now it is a little late in the season.

Liu Junhao didn't know how many willow strips he had harmed when he was a child, so he was definitely no stranger to this thing, but seeing Pang Xu's enthusiastic look, he was embarrassed to say anything, so he could only pretend not to hear it.

"Let me tell you, this is definitely the ...... when I made a wicker horn" Pang Xu gave a very stinky thumbs up, and then continued to speak: "The horn I made can blow three notes"

This product will make a horn and show off.

"Why don't you talk about your studies" Xu Xiaoli knows her husband very well, and only one sentence makes him completely speechless