After three consecutive days of dog days in the scorching mode, the sauna days in Beigang have finally passed.

When he got off work, Wu Yuan walked out of the office building and felt an inexplicable dry breath in his face.

Santana on her way back to the city.

Everything is back to what it should be in Beigang in the summer.

The rice waves are rolling and undulating.

The blue waves are rippling, and the sand boats are constant.

The days in summer were longer, so much so that when Santana returned to the Wu family's small building, it was still dark.

However, his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan arrived home one step ahead of him.

The small courtyard was filled with the aroma of food.

Wu Yuan pushed the door and got out of the car and walked into the small courtyard.

Zhong Wenqiang and Xiong Feiyan, who are late learners, are still under the grape trellis, burying their heads in hard work.

A child is smart.

But for a long time, it always takes extra time and money to make up for the homework that has been left behind.

Wu Yuan walked over with his hands behind his back and stared at death.

Seeing the messy mistakes smeared on the homework book, I resisted the urge to kick Wenqiang, and continued to carry out psychological construction and comfort.

First, give it to Teacher Song for a period of time to see the effect.

It's really not good, and it's never too late to kick it again.

Since the beating of his uncle was behind him, Zhong Wenqiang's buttocks were tight, and he had really formed a stress reaction.

As a result, the uncle turned around, and the person left.

Zhong Wenqiang's laxity suddenly inspired him like a urine collapse.

When Wu Yuan entered the house, he heard his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan say in the kitchen: "Tonight's big dish, black fish and eel, do you want to make the same?" ”

Wu Yuan said without thinking: "Let's make the green onion fried eel section." The day after tomorrow, let the children choose bean sprouts and the like, and then make boiled fish fillets. ”

After speaking, he said to Zhong Wenyong, who was looking down at the book: "Wenyong, you are responsible for supervising this matter tomorrow." ”

Zhong Wenyong sighed.

Zhong Wenya puffed up her small chest and said, "Uncle, why don't you let the family supervise?" ”

Wu Yuan said while washing his hands: "I'm afraid that your little brain has forgotten." ”

"Hmph, people won't forget it!"

As soon as he entered and exited, Zhong Wenqiang finished his homework, and Fei also seemed to go upstairs to put it away, and then went downstairs like another gust of wind.

In a hurry, the old man carried the eel bucket to the door, and as soon as he opened the formation, he squatted down and grabbed the first observation position.

Immediately afterwards, Xiong Wu and Xiong Wen also came over.

The children lined up.

With these curious children watching, the originally boring slaughtering work has become interesting.

Dinner was served in a small building.

There is no air conditioner blowing, and there is no mosquito attack.

Rao is like this, and the children are still eating and sweating.

Zhong Wenqiang also gradually let go.

Because he also saw that his uncle's meal was sumptuous, and the fish and meat were enough.

It has the strong strength of a bowl of water.

So when he saw that Yang Luoyan was about to stretch out his son to pick up vegetables for him, he took the initiative to clip a piece of meat into his bowl with lightning speed.

In this way, Yang Luoyan failed several times, and he also saw it.

This nephew is so delicate that it is distressing.

After dinner.

When Yang Luoyan was cleaning up the bowl quickly, Wu Yuan wanted to lean over to help.

As a result, the two little princesses, Xiong Feiyan and Zhong Wenya, seized the position, and they couldn't interfere at all.

So I had to mix the leftovers, mix them with hot water, wait for the cool air to dissipate, and then distribute them to the rhubarb, glutinous rice and rice balls.

As for the small flowers, they are eaten with glutinous rice.

Glutinous rice often dislikes this cub who can't be sent, but there is no way.

The cubs raised by themselves eat less with saliva, and they have to keep some for it.

After feeding the dogs.

Wu Yuan turned around and saw a group of children staring at him.

stared at Wu Yuan inexplicably, "What's the matter, this is?" ”

As a result, the children scattered birds and beasts.

Only Zhong Wenqiang shouted: "Xiong Wu wants to eat watermelon!" ”

Xiong Wu's voice came urgently: "I didn't want to eat, I wanted to eat." ”

Wu Yuan heard that he walked into the garage and took a look, there was indeed no shortage of watermelons in it, so he picked two of them, called Wen Qiang and Xiong Wu to come over, hugged one by one, carried it to the well, and soaked it in the well water that had just been hit.

Summer nights in the countryside are never deserted.

The birds in the distance, the cicadas in the near distance, and the floaters in the ears never make people feel lonely.

Several children gathered around the watermelon, their legs crackling, and they were bitten by mosquitoes several times.

They are all children from the countryside, who hasn't been patronized by mosquitoes?

More than ten minutes later.

Rhubarb was full of food and drink, lying on the ground and sticking out their tongues, and constantly breathing.

The children around the watermelon swallowed their mouthfuls.

Wu Yuan felt that he was almost soaked, stretched out his hand to test the temperature, and announced, "Kill the watermelon!" ”

So the cutting board, kitchen knife, and basin were neatly prepared in the blink of an eye.

Just waiting for the uncle to cut the melon by hand.

Looking at the little faces with big eyes, Wu Yuan, as an uncle, was also indescribably satisfied at the moment.

With a knife, the green shell was split in half, revealing the rustling red flesh inside.

Immediately caused a frog sound.

Wu Yuan then directly divided it with a big knife, and said while cutting: "This is a sand sweet potato imported from other places, not like a local melon." The local melon has been soaked in the rain for so long, even if it is lucky not to rot and ripe, it is still a stuffy melon, which is not delicious. ”

"But this is a sand sweet potato from other places, which has enough sunshine and absorbed enough moisture deep underground, and the sweetness and taste are all first-class."

As he spoke, he brushed a few knives.

A large watermelon of more than ten catties was divided into more than a dozen pieces.

The average piece looks like about a pound.

That is, it is not too big, and it is convenient for the mouth.

Rao is so, looking at the seductive appearance of the watermelon slices parting, no one dares to reach out and take it first.

After all, in front of my uncle, who would dare to make a mistake?

Even Zhong Wenqiang has to be obedient.

Until Wu Yuan put down the kitchen knife and gave an order: "Eat." ”

Only then did a few children start at the piece they had already looked for.

The action is fast and full of tacit understanding.

Immediately, Wu Yuan picked up the kitchen knife and divided the second watermelon, and he walked around a lot.

At this moment, Rhubarb suddenly stood up, and a low roar came from his throat.

Wu Yuan didn't look back and said: "Someone is coming, Wen Qiang is going to see who is coming?" ”

Zhong Wenqiang held the watermelon, rushed to the gate, and looked out into the dark night in the distance.

As a result, in the next second, the person who came rushed out of the night on a 28 bar, and it gradually became clear.

Zhong Wenqiang was suddenly shocked: "Xiong Wu, your father is here!" ”

Xiong Wu was frightened when he heard this, and his movements to eat melons were a little faster.

On the contrary, Xiong Wen is still in a daze.

Wu Yuan finished cutting the second melon numbly, came to the door, raised his foot and wanted to kick: "You kid, Xiong Wu and his father, you don't know what to shout?" ”

"Oh, third uncle!"

As he spoke, Xiong just approached on his bike.

Under the bright corridor lights, two round watermelons fell on each side of the back seat of the car.

"Third brother-in-law, it's really you."