Facing Su Xiaoting's inquiring gaze, Su Qinghe nodded, "You can play with your sister." ”

As soon as Su Qinghe finished speaking, the little guy supported the ground with both hands, pouted his butt and stood up, holding Su Xiaoting's hand, "Sister ~ Planting Xiga ~"

"It's picking!" Su Xiaoting seriously tried to correct the little guy's pronunciation, "Pick watermelon!" ”

The little guy insisted on himself with a milky voice, "Planting Xiga~"

"Watermelon picking!"

"Planting Xiga~"

The little sisters had a nutritious conversation, and Su Qinghe also happily participated, he clapped his palms, "Be good, read with Dad, pick watermelons, pick watermelons, brother house melons!" ”

The pace of speech slows down and the mouth shape is exaggerated.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did he jump on the spot, the screaming shoes under his feet made a screeching sound, and the louder was the voice of the little guy shouting with a smile, "Quack quack~"

"Sister, are you a duckling?" Su Xiaoting laughed, "The duck is quacking!" ”

The people around who picked melons and transported melons all looked over, and when they saw the little guy jumping, he was white and fat, and they all showed a loving smile.

"Tingting, take my sister to pick watermelons!" Su Qinghe sat down in place, but he actually wanted Su Xiaoting to rest.

"Hmm!" Of course, Su Xiaoting didn't know Su Qinghe's intentions, nodded heavily, and pulled the little guy who was still quacking, "Sister, I'll teach you to pick watermelons!" ”

"Planting Xiga~" The little guy followed, his mouth crackling.

Su Xiaoting didn't bother to correct it, squatted down, and taught the little guy while picking it up.

"Sister, you see, we are going to find the watermelon vine, and when we see that this fork is not, we will break it here......"

As he spoke, he picked a watermelon, picked it up and carried it to the basket.

"We're going to put the watermelons we picked here, and when the basket is full, the adults will come and pick them up!"

The little guy watched with his mouth slightly open as Su Xiaoting picked up a big watermelon, his two big eyes widened and widened, and he walked to the edge of the basket and looked at the watermelon inside.

"Xiga~" The little guy suddenly jumped up while holding the basket, stretched out his hand to touch it, but the little hand was too short to reach, so he was anxious again, "Sister ~ Xiga~"

"Sister, there are watermelons here too!" Su Xiaoting picked one up in the ground and pushed it around.

Sure enough, it immediately attracted the attention of the little guy, and she walked over again, and within a few steps, she was mixed with watermelon vines, and her whole body fell forward!

Su Qinghe didn't react when he looked at it, anyway, it was muddy, and there were watermelon leaves as a buffer, and the little guy's long shirt and pants wouldn't hurt too much.

Although Su Qinghe dotes on children, it is normal for children to be playful and bumpy. Isn't there an old saying, if you don't bump or touch, you won't grow big.

If Bai Zhi is here, I guess I will have to laugh out loud. If Su Qinghe likes to tease the little guy, then Bai Zhi, a mother, wants to see obedient jokes all the time.

However, Su Xiaoting's heart tightened, and she hurriedly ran to help the little guy up, "Sister, are you okay?" ”

The little guy was stunned for a while, but he didn't cry, and only after hearing Su Xiaoting's voice did he raise his head, revealing eight little milk teeth, and giggled.

Rolled around in place a few times, then got up, stopped walking, climbed directly to the edge of the big watermelon, and pushed the watermelon hard with both hands.

Seeing that the watermelon moved, the little guy's laughter was even louder, "Sister ~ Xiga ~"

Su Xiaoting walked over and said to the little guy, "Sister, look at me!" ”

After speaking, he pushed it, and the watermelon rolled half a circle and turned over.

The little one's big eyes were full of excitement and he pushed it down, but the watermelon still moved.

As if she felt that the watermelon was bullying her, the little guy slapped the watermelon angrily.

"Sister, I'll push it for you!"

Seeing this, Su Xiaoting squatted behind the little guy after saying a word, grabbed her hands and pressed them on the watermelon, and pushed hard, and the watermelon rolled half a circle.

The little guy sat on the ground, slapped and screamed and cheered.

It's as if she's pushing the watermelon on her own.

This will see someone walking by with two baskets of watermelons, and the little guy will immediately point and shout again: "Xiga~Xiga~"

Shouting and got up and followed step by step, Su Xiaoting glanced at Su Qinghe, who was not moving at all, and had to follow as well.

The little guy couldn't keep up with the pace of the adults, so he slowly stopped, and his little head turned around, looking at the adults who came and went with baskets.

Then he walked towards Su Qinghe, fell again halfway, didn't cry or shout, didn't stand up, and crawled with a rolling belt, at a fast speed.

Looking at the messy watermelon field, and then at the embarrassed but happy little guy, Su Qinghe laughed.

He took a tissue to wipe the sweat of the little guy and asked, "Good girl, what are you looking for Dad?" ”

The little guy pointed to the basket, "Dad~Xiga~a lot~"

Su Qinghe looked in the direction of the little guy's finger, and the two baskets that were picked up were full of watermelons, and they all came up.

Su Qinghe estimated that a basket contained at least eight or nine watermelons, and the two baskets were estimated to be almost 400 catties.

Seeing that person looked calm and walked like flying, Su Qinghe couldn't help but be shocked, and he even suspected that even if the basket was overwhelmed, the middle-aged man would not necessarily be tired and lie down.

After watching it for a while, he retracted his gaze and touched the little guy's head, "Do you want to put watermelon too?" ”

"Dirty Xiga~" The little guy grabbed Su Qinghe's fingers, swayed, coquettish, "Dad~"

For the strange pronunciation of the little guy, Su Qinghe is too lazy to correct it, if it is dirty, it will be dirty.

"Obediently ask my sister to pretend to show you, okay?"

After sitting here for a while, Su Qinghe really didn't want to move much.

The little guy turned his head to look at Su Xiaoting, "Sister~"

Su Xiaoting didn't speak, replaced words with actions, and moved the watermelons she picked before into the basket one by one.

After a while, one basket was filled, and she continued to load a second basket.

The little one immediately gave up on the old father, and ran to the edge of the basket, which she could finally touch, and held on to the basket for a while.

Someone saw that the basket was full and wanted to pick it up, but the little guy wouldn't let him, "My ~can't~"

shouted, and pushed the adult's leg, trying to push the person away.

The man looked at Su Qinghe and didn't know whether to leave or not.

"Let's go pick someone else first, let her play here!"

After Su Qinghe finished speaking, he looked at the little guy again, and when he saw her fierce look, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Good girl, why are you so domineering?" ”

The little guy was selectively deaf, ignored Su Qinghe, and when he saw the man walk away, he happily held the basket, slapped the watermelon, and called Su Xiaoting to play with her.

Su Xiaoting was unmoved, standing in place, looking at Su Qinghe with a flat mouth.

"Uncle Qinghe, take your sister away, I can't even pick watermelons!"

Although she is small, she also knows how much work to do and how much it is. The eldest grandmother said to give her an extra hundred yuan, and she felt that she should do more.

Now my sister is mischievous here, so she hasn't worked much during this time, and she feels a little wronged.