In summer, the cicadas are singing loudly, and the shade of the trees is densely packed with cicadas and insects.

July is a fire, August is not yang, the number of gold has been three, and Mars is flowing westward.

The sun is high and the temperature is high, humid and muggy.

The little black man hid in the house, spreading his limbs and sticking out his tongue.

An Ran lifted his little flower clothes and hung out his belly.

At this time last year, their family was still repairing the house that had been washed away by the flood, and she couldn't remember how she lived.

At that time, she either ate, slept, and ate every day, or worked on the farm, and she didn't feel the heat of the summer.

I want to eat ice cream, I want to blow the air conditioner, I want to eat big watermelon.

"Shame or not, cover it quickly." Li Zhenxiang covered her daughter with her clothes.

"Eat ice powder." An Ran pulled the corner of her mother's clothes.

She can make the powder of ice powder, just boil it with boiling water, and eat it when it is cold.

Li Zhenxiang knows that her daughter is going to take things again, as long as it is not weird.

The ice powder was all obtained from a herb she planted.

She flipped through the book, it was called the Ice Powder Tree, but it was a herbaceous plant, which could grow more than a meter tall, and the fruit was like a small lantern, and the seeds in it could be processed to make ice powder and eaten.

It can only be planted in the medicine field, mainly for medicine, the stem is purple and black, and the small pink and purple flowers bloom, and the whole body can be used for medicine.

An Ran stepped on the small stool and watched her mother make delicious ice powder.

To boil brown sugar water, put the brown sugar in boiling water, boil a caramel aroma, and then put the brown sugar in a bowl to cool.

Ice powder is simple, boil the water, and put a little more water when it is tender.

Stir while pouring the powder with chopsticks and put it in cold water to cool down quickly.

"You little gluttonous cat, you can cook everywhere."

Li Zhenxiang scratched the belly of the iron egg with her foot, and the iron egg took a trip to the ground, opening the soft belly to dissipate heat.

An Ran threw a big watermelon in the water tank, and after a bang, the watermelon floated out of the bottom of the tank, swirling in the water, a big watermelon that is indispensable in summer.

Liu Chunlan fetched water and added water to the rabbits and chickens, otherwise she would die of thirst and heat.

"I'll take a big black to take a shower in the water."

Wang Yong'an is in pain, the big black skin is thick and does not dissipate heat, so he needs to roll in the water.

"Go and come back quickly, it's hot outside."

For some reason, this year's summer is so hot and dry that people sweat and drink water just by sitting down.

An Ran ran to the water tank again after a while to feel it to see if the ice powder had formed.

Daddy Wang lay on the chair and dozed off, with a puff fan on his stomach and snoring.

"Master Meng, drink some water and take a rest."

Meng Nguyen Qin took the children to study in the house.

Fortunately, the Wang family has big bricks and tiles, and there are a few tall trees growing next to the house where he is studying, which just shades this room, which is not as hot as other houses.

"Thank you, auntie." Meng Ruan Qin felt that he had a good life, and the Wang family respected him very much, and would not treat him lightly because he was young or had spent money.

"Dad, Aunt Hua has a scab, and now she is being carried home by Uncle Lu."

Father Wang also woke up after a good sleep, and went out with the pu fan in his hand.

"I heard Uncle Lu say that Aunt Hua has to go out to pick up the cicada skin shell."

Daddy Wang said angrily: "It's not good to stay at home these dog days, go pick up that thing, and accidentally take your life into it." ”

"How's the people?"

Father Wang wiped the beads of sweat and saw people lying in the house, his face was pale and sweating profusely.

Dancing with a fan in his hand, he asked how long he had fainted and whether he had drunk water.

Lu Ah Gong was very anxious, nodding, he took a nap for a while, and raised his eyes and couldn't see where anyone went.

When I went out to look around, I found a man under a tree, still holding a long stick in his hand and a pocket in his hand, which was crowded with cicada skin shells.

He thought he had been bitten by a snake, so he was so frightened that he picked up his trouser leg and hurried to check, but fortunately he just fainted with a fever.

He knew that the old woman had heard the rumors in the town and wanted to pick up this thing to exchange for money.

"Where is the life of those little money important, not to mention the hot weather, there are many snakes and insects in the grass, and if you bite it, you will die on the spot."

Grandma Hua relieved herself, her whole body was soft and collapsed, and her head was also dizzy.

Father Wang muttered, how can such an old person still be confused.

Grandma Hua drank the water and said that she wouldn't dare next time.

She recently made two sets of clothes for her son, bought some ointment for mosquito bites, and heard from the pharmacy that she would collect cicada skin shells, 300 yuan a catty.

This cicada shell can be seen everywhere in the village, rooted in the grass and woods, as long as it is picked up, it is money, how can people not be moved.

Standing at the door safely, the ground outside was hot, if she dared to go out, it would definitely become a teppanyaki.

Along the shadows under the eaves, he slipped safely to Meng Fuzi's class.

Isn't Mengfuzi hot? She wears small short sleeves, and Meng Fuzi is still wearing a long shirt.

"Fu Bao is here, sit next to my brother."

An Ran skillfully climbed onto the bench, and the brothers practiced calligraphy.

The straw paper used to practice calligraphy is very cheap yellow paper, which exudes a strong smell.

Wenhua is chubby and very afraid of heat, and his clothes are already wet just by practicing calligraphy, and his palms are sweaty.

An Ran's little feet shook and looked at the villain's book.

Meng Fuzi said, the heart is calm and naturally cool, so let everyone not be impetuous.

If the heart is quiet, the heart is pure, and the heart is calm.

An Ran raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Meng Fuzi, which was not right.

This is idealism, and when the mind calms down, it can only be said that it is not impetuous, but it will definitely not be cool, and it is necessary to eat watermelon and ice powder.

Looking at the little doll bouncing out, Meng Ruanqin shook her head, this little doll was about to fly out with her brothers' hearts.

"Master, I'm going to pee."

Wen Qing raised his hand, his butt was numb, and he wanted to go out for a walk.

"No, you can only go out after practicing these words."

After being together for so long, he can now see through their lies at a glance.

It's just that I want to go out and play, and I have a big heart.

Wen Qing sighed and lay on the table, the acquaintance outside made him upset.

By the way, after class, let my father make a sticky rod, see if you all stick down, and give Tie Dan and Wanguan a tooth sacrifice.

"Absent-minded, where are the thoughts flying."

A ring ruler slapped on Wen Qing's buttocks, only to hear a whining call, which caused the others to laugh.

Wen Qing touched her hot and sore buttocks, grabbed the pen, and didn't dare to get distracted anymore.

"Coal, come on, I'll take you to eat melons."

The little black man got up from the ground, flashed his ears, and followed behind the little master's ass.

Fang Cuiying took out the big watermelon in the tank, can this striped green melon be eaten.

An Ran patted the melon's buttocks with his little hand, and there was a knock inside it, it must be cooked.

Because the melon was too big, Fang Cuiying cut out a hole, and broke the rest with two hands.

It cracked with a click, red crusts and juice flowed out, and a sweet watermelon smell filled the kitchen.

An Ran and Xiao Heizi looked forward to it, waiting for the first piece.

Fang Cuiying slipped a small piece with a knife, this melon is not only sweet and watery.

"Fubao, what kind of melon is this? Delicious! ”

"Watermelon~"

An Ran got a big one, broke it with his hand, removed the seeds inside, and put it in the small black bowl.

Xiaohezi is not a picky eater, and loves cucumbers and this sweet watermelon.

(End of chapter)