The watermelon is ripe.

But Shaoqiu looked at the watermelons all over the ground, and was scared for a while, if you don't sell them, it's a pity, but if you take it to Lu Zhen to sell it, if you run into that gang of gangsters, you will give away your life at that time, it will be too cost-effective. However, since the watermelon has already been planted, if you don't sell it, you can't do it, even if it's dead, then don't be afraid.

When I arrived in Luzhen, on the street, pedestrians were in a hurry, and everyone had a smile on their faces, hoping to gain something in Luzhen. Under Lu Town, the water surface of the small river dissolves, large and small boats come and go, and the ripples on the water surface are continuous, passing away like broken silver. The waves of water lap on the riverbank, making a small sound, like a man's dream in the middle of the night, more like a small flower gently swaying in the wind.

At this time, the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait bloom, the pear blossoms are as white as snow, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and those who smell it are all relaxed and happy. And Shaoqiu also picked a load of watermelons and placed them on the corner of the street, facing the rolling red dust, he was at a loss for a while.

The watermelon is not sold well or not, and it is especially worrying that the gangsters are haunted, in case they are found, it is nothing to beat someone, and they are afraid of murder, and although Shaoqiu's life is not happy, he has never wanted to die. Time, in the period of Shaoqiu, should be the golden years, although there are some small twists and turns, but it should also be the waves in the long river, and it must not be an insurmountable obstacle for people. On the contrary, the waves of the torrent of life reflect the newborn sunrise, and there is also a beauty to speak of.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" Shaoqiu looked at the sky and thought in his heart.

It's really here, a long knife is on Shaoqiu's neck, and the blade is still covered with blood, and this blood falls drop by drop, seeping into the soil, and soaking a large piece of land.

"What is this?" Shaoqiu looked at the knife around his neck and asked.

"Tell Lao Tzu, where is that bastard?" So the knife wielder asked. Obviously, this person is the gangsters, and the person who is looking for at this time is not a gangster, who can it be?

However, since Shaoqiu dared to come, although he was thin and weak, he also had a reason to dare to come, and he was not afraid of this long knife of blood for a while.

"He didn't come, I haven't seen him for a long time, so I don't have anything to say." Shaoqiu replied.

The gangster was about to cut him with a long knife at this time, but when he saw this Shaoqiu's expression, he didn't dare to start, for fear that there would be something he couldn't calculate, and then he would be unexpected, and he would fall into the abyss of no return, but he was also not smart. The gangster put away the long knife, kicked Shaoqiu, took a big watermelon, smashed it with a punch, took a bite, and dropped a sentence, "When you see that bastard, remember to tell Lao Tzu!" ”

Shaoqiu nodded more than that, and he was lucky, but he lost a watermelon, and his net worth was safe, so he could stay here and sell watermelons blatantly. At this time, he couldn't stop getting busy, and at this time, passers-by, seeing such a big and round watermelon, stopped to watch, and some people stretched out their thumbs and praised them.

This small load of watermelon, less than half a day, is already sold out, and at this time the sun is setting, the clouds reflect the red sky, and the fire clouds are even more gorgeous. Shaoqiu was inconvenient to stay on this street at this time, picked up this basket, and finally took a look at the prosperity of this street, returned to the dock, and counted the money with his head down.

Just as Shaoqiu was about to take a boat back, on the dock, he saw the gangsters coming with knives, and he kept roaring at Shaoqiu, which made the people on the boat silent, not to mention coming forward to help, and they didn't dare to look at it at this time. It seems that he did not tell the gangsters where the gangsters were, and the gangsters would not stop if they did not cut themselves. And he is thin and weak, and he is sick, how can he bear the power of this knife? If you don't cut Shaoqiu with a knife, the gangsters are obviously afraid that others will gossip about you, and they will praise Shaoqiu for being smart, won't it make you look stupid and stupid?

If this is passed down to the Hereafter, how can one's children and grandchildren live in this world with dignity in the face of slander from all people? But if you really cut down this sick seedling, how can you bear it?

The gangster slashed down with a knife at this time, although this knife technique is not so pure, but it is also quite powerful, the sound of breaking the air is sharp and majestic, this knife goes down, and Shaoqiu is going to die. And Shaoqiu did not panic at this time in the face of this wind-like knife, his head was slightly tilted, and he let go of the knife, and the long knife fell into the air with a blow, chopping on the basket, and the basket shattered in an instant. Because of the excessive force, the knife caused the basket to ignite a fire, and for a while thick smoke billowed out, and the people on the dock changed color for a while.

Shaoqiu didn't dare to stay at this dock for too long, and his physical strength was too weak to hold on to this gangster, and at this time the big ship had already sailed, so he jumped on the big ship, and even if the gangster could fly, he couldn't get on the big ship. And the owner of the ship pretended not to help, but purely because it was time to open the ship, he had to open the ship, and for a while the gangsters believed that it was true, and he would never blame the owner of the ship.

Although the gangsters can't get on this big boat, but this bloody knife is not idle, no, it turned into a gust of wind and rushed straight to Shaoqiu, Shaoqiu's eyes were fast, and at this time the knife flashed, and the knife fell into the river. And the gangsters followed this big ship and tried every means to get on the ship, but they were far away from this big ship, so how could they come up?

Shaoqiu hid in the cabin at this time, and expressed his gratitude to the villagers, but everyone did not appreciate it, and did not take it seriously, and those who played cards continued to play cards, and those who talked and flirted with women were not idle. For a while, the cabin was busy, and the laughter was incessant, and there was no fear or worry at all.

At this moment, outside the cabin, the rain was pouring down, and on the wide river, there were countless splashes. The peach blossoms fell into the river, the pear blossoms splashed the rain flowers, and a girl on the bank of the river held an umbrella, standing under the peach blossoms and pear blossoms and smiling at Shaoqiu.

Shaoqiu escaped the catastrophe of life and death, and in the face of all this at this time, the mood can be described as quite comfortable, and then he thought of Xiaohua, but when he thought of the legend of the prince, he felt a faint sadness in his heart.

The rain is still falling, on both sides of the river, the fireworks in the people are quiet in the rain, but I don't know if the people in the fireworks will laugh when they listen to the rain in the sky at this time? At least Shaoqiu stayed on this big boat, facing the sound of heavy rain falling, he looked up at the gray sky, and although the smile on his face was faint, it was quite visible.

After returning home, at night, Shaoqiu could only stay at home, and at this time, although the sound of quarrel could be heard, it was also peaceful.

And at this time, although it was night, the flow of good flowers did not forget to stand under this grapefruit tree, holding an umbrella, and speaking debauchery words. Of course, their intentions are quite obvious, they want to distract Shaoqiu in this way, if they can't read, this Shaoqiu lives in this deserted village, and it can be said that they can only be slaughtered. Otherwise, if you have a book in your stomach and want to beat this person, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to beat.

However, Haohua is also for her daughter, she seems to have heard someone somewhere say that the purpose of Shaoqiu's reading is to attract the attention of her daughter, to seduce her, and then pull her to her dilapidated and dirty bed to do that shameful thing. No, as soon as I heard that Shaoqiu was reading, good flowers appeared under a grapefruit tree by his window, and although it was raining at this time, he was also listening with an umbrella.