Widow Liu lives with this Uncle Feng, of course, the reason why this is so is also due to Uncle Feng's watermelon, which grows too well, big and round, not only that, it is said that after eating the watermelon grown by Uncle Feng, it can live longer than Nanshanha. Widow Liu has been very sorry since she ate the watermelon that Uncle Feng gave her, because she dreamed back at midnight, thought about this Uncle Feng's face carefully, and found that he was very dirty, and what he did to himself at night, every time he cried, he kept slapping himself, blaming himself for being too greedy, and for a few watermelons, he actually slept with him.

But since they are all sleeping together, that is, there is no way to do it, and in the future, I have to live it, at least I have something to eat, not like getting up early and greedy for darkness before, and running around all day long in order to fill my stomach. Sometimes the sun dries her buttocks, and Widow Liu is not busy getting up because someone is working for herself, until this Uncle Feng has prepared this meal, sent it to his mouth, and began to feed himself, and then he lazily got up from the bed.

With Uncle Feng's backer, Widow Liu sometimes thinks that she doesn't have to think about other things anymore, she can concentrate on serving his old man, and she must not offend, otherwise she will want to find such a good man, and she will be obedient to herself every day, and even when she goes to Luzhen to catch the market, she will let herself ride on the neck of his old man, and she will be tired, so tired that she will start to scold her mother, and even break a bone, which is not taken to heart. Being able to serve Widow Liu is really a virtue in Uncle Feng's previous life, otherwise, it would not be his turn to share the bed with him.

Uncle Feng was born in poverty, his family is surrounded by walls, and his only property seems to be only the watermelon on the mountain. It is also for the sake of Uncle Feng that he has so many watermelons, otherwise, it would be impossible for such a merry widow to be with him.

And people, because of the good growth of Uncle Feng's watermelon, sometimes the watermelon is too big, a full of hundreds of pounds, chubby lying in this field, there were thieves who wanted to steal it, but because the watermelon was too big, they thought it was a bad thing, and even thought it was a monster and the like, and they were scared half to death, so they went home not long after, and after confessing some last words, they died. However, this did not make the thief stop the idea of fighting this Uncle Feng's watermelon, such a good watermelon, if it is transported to Lu Town, it will definitely be sold for a good price, and even a watermelon may be developed with this.

Therefore, the second thief also went to this Uncle Feng's melon field, of course, the previous thief was scared to death because he saw this Uncle Feng's watermelon, he didn't know about it, but for the sake of money, in order to make a fortune, he didn't care about these for a while. This thief took advantage of the wind and the moon to quietly get to the mountain, and on this mountain, because of the existence of Uncle Feng's watermelon, this is of course very scary, the ordinary people in the deserted village, every time after the sun goes down, they don't dare to stay on the mountain anyway, even if there is a beauty like Widow Liu on this mountain at this time, they will not go.

At that time, this thief went up to the mountain, in order to make a fortune, what could he not do? After going up the mountain, I found a super watermelon lying in Uncle Feng's melon field, and this watermelon looked very good-looking, spreading fragrance in the air, fragrant with plants and trees near and far, making this thief feel very comfortable.

After the thief stole the watermelon, he directly carried it on his shoulder, but he didn't dare to use a torch when he walked away, the mountain road was rugged, and there were poisonous snakes in the way, and if he was not careful, he might even be bitten. The thief carried this watermelon, and kept walking on the mountain road in this deserted village, this watermelon was not big, but it was pressed on the person's body, and it weighed tens of thousands of pounds, which directly made the thief feel very uncomfortable in his waist, as if he twisted it, and his movements were not very coordinated, so he wanted to put the watermelon down.

It's raining, and the rain is sprinkled on this watermelon, which is not easy to control, although it is not easy to carry it on the shoulder, because there is no place to start, it is not grasped, and it is not picked. If you want to put it down, this is even more impossible, because this watermelon is big and round, and if you don't get it right, it will roll down the mountain.

Of course, for such a little weight, if you don't flash your waist, it's nothing, since you flash your waist, you have to carry such a heavy thing, it's unbearable. No, the thief was so tired that he couldn't stop crying, and found that it was useless to cry, so he scolded his mother indiscriminately, and he scolded this god's mother.

This thief is carrying the watermelon, it is very pitiful, because he can't put it down, at this time, if someone helps him, catches the watermelon, and then gently puts it on the ground, so that he can sit by the watermelon and smoke a cigarette, or even go to the well to drink saliva, how good it would be. But it didn't work, and I couldn't put it down, because there was no one to help me, so I could only carry it on my shoulders and keep walking forward.

But the watermelon on the shoulder, for some reason, is getting heavier and heavier, and the rain is drenched, the weight is even more unbearable, and the thief is directly bent over, and he is simply tired and lying on the ground. But I didn't dare to put it down, because I was walking on the steep part of the cliff at this time, and I couldn't put it down, otherwise, the watermelon might roll down directly, and I would never find it.

The thief couldn't imagine that this watermelon would become so heavy, and he knew that it would be so, so he didn't come to steal this watermelon, and even wanted to throw this watermelon under this cliff like this, otherwise, this is already about to go into shock, and if he carries it like this, this is still necessary? When he was about to throw this watermelon under this cliff, all of a sudden, he heard a person appear under this cliff, but it was not his own son, this thief had a son in old age, only such a single seedling, this watermelon is thousands of weights, if it rolls down and hits him, it will be terrible.

Let's continue to carry it, although it is very painful, but it is also very comfortable, thinking, how much money does it have to make by selling such a big watermelon to Lu Town? The thief is very happy.

The next day, at the foot of the mountain, the watermelon was found to pieces, probably from a great height, and on the cliff, a man was lying on the edge of a rock, already out of breath, and there was no wound on his body, the only possibility was that he was exhausted. But why did this man die of exhaustion on this cliff?

People came up with a result, that is, to steal Uncle Feng's watermelon, because the watermelon was too big, and this person was not physically strong, so he was tired to death. Uncle Feng also looked at this person at that time, and spat on his face at that time, people don't learn well, they actually started this business, do you want to be ashamed?

It is also because Uncle Feng's watermelon is big and round, otherwise, why would Widow Liu be willing to become his woman, the watermelon grown by others either tastes bitter, or eats and eats, so he began to look for stones to beat people, full of nonsense, and even said that he was a god, and asked people to kneel at their feet. It is also for this reason that other people no longer dare to grow watermelons, otherwise, it can be said that it is very immoral to make people sick.

When the sun came out, Widow Liu quietly walked up the mountain, look at the watermelon planted by Uncle Feng, Widow Liu picked one and ate it, after eating, she felt refreshed, as if eating dragon meat, and the top and bottom pieces were clear for a while, and this thing that I didn't understand on weekdays, after eating this watermelon, I understood what it was. Eating such a delicious watermelon, Widow Liu no longer had any dissatisfaction with Uncle Feng for a while, and she was very grateful in her heart, without this Uncle Feng, then she might not be able to eat such a delicious watermelon in her life.

At this moment, Widow Liu noticed that the sky was not right, and suddenly, it began to rain, and the wind whistled so badly in the trees near and far that it was outrageous. And in the sky, it began to fall again, at first only the size of a man's teeth, then to the size of a man's eyes, and then to the size of a man's head.

Not only that, because of the howling wind, he picked up a few stones, grabbed them into the air, and then smashed them into Uncle Feng's watermelon field. Widow Liu ran away at this time, and she didn't dare to stay at all, otherwise, on this hail stone, it wouldn't be long before she really became powder.

Widow Liu originally wanted to run, but seeing that the watermelons all over the ground were broken, this could not be done anyway, so she didn't run, she died, and her life was not as valuable as these watermelons anyway. Fortunately, the hail stones in the sky did not hit this widow Liu, it may be that God is still reluctant to hit her, otherwise, if this widow Liu wants to escape, it is impossible!

Widow Liu stood on the edge of the watermelon field, seeing these watermelons one by one, and soon they were already rotten and broken, and she rushed forward at this time, this is more expensive than dragon meat, how can it be smashed like this? I want to protect these watermelons with my body, but there are many hail stones, and I also want to protect the watermelons with Widow Liu's skills, so let's dream!

In the blink of an eye, the watermelon was gone, there was nothing, and even the watermelon vine was swept away by the wind, scattered indiscriminately. Widow Liu had no choice but to leave the mountain and return to her house in a depressed mood, but at this time, Uncle Feng was still lying on his bed, ready to do something with him.