A few small roads meander like curling earthworms, slowly intersecting with Provincial Highway 311, with a few small villages scattered along the way.

Huang Xiaoer is six years old this year, a cattle herding baby, and he lives at the entrance of the second village.

The buffalo is kind and has a gentle temperament, and Huang Xiaoer usually spreads the whole sack on the back of the cow, and he sleeps when he lies down.

On summer afternoons, he lies on the back of the ox, which grazes leisurely along the grove.

At this time, a donkey appeared on the road pulling a cart, and the cart was full of large, round black-skinned watermelons. When the buffalo saw the donkey, he actually ran all the way to catch up, this chase was terrible, and Huang Xiaoer fell off the cow's back steadily.

"Wow, wow", Huang Xiaoer pouted and sat on the ground and howled.

The man pulling the cart shouted and drove away, and the buffalo left the cart and jumped into the small pond by the roadside.

"Drive! Drive! The driver quickly waved his whip, and the little donkey bounced on his way. It just so happened that there was a dirt on the ground, and the board car shook left and right a few times, and actually rolled a big watermelon. Impartially, the watermelon rolled steadily down the ramp in front of Huang Xiaoer.

It's too late, it's too fast, Huang Xiaoer wiped his eyes, stood up, worked hard, and went up with a kick, and the watermelon cracked instantly, revealing bright red sand.

He grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, "Mom, the watermelon is so sweet!" ”

"Creek Lingering" Huang Xiaoer is eating melons and is hitting in his hands, please wait a while,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!