The vicious aunt and the villain child became popular after appearing on the variety show

Lu Yin thought that the watermelons they were going to sell were just a load of watermelons from an ordinary grocery store cart. However, when she and Lu Zeyu followed their eldest brother to their destination, they were stunned when they saw the endless watermelon fields.

Hmm... this didn't seem to be what she thought.

So the program crew really found a fruit farmer, and she thought it was a show.

"Brother, you...how many acres of land do you have in total?"

The hard-of-hearing brother returned to his hard-of-hearing state this time and did not hear Lu Yin's words until Lu Yin repeated the sentence loudly. Then he got a reply from the hard-of-hearing brother, "How much land? About 50 acres!"

As the eldest brother spoke, his expression became proud, but when he thought of something, his expression gradually dimmed and he looked sad.

There are a lot of watermelons growing in this field. The reason why the eldest brother has such an expression is definitely not because the watermelon harvest this year is poor, but because the sales of watermelons this year are not good.

How could the elder brother smile when he saw the abundant harvest of watermelons but the unsaleable ones?

Lu Yin guessed correctly. The reason why her brother had such an expression was not because the watermelon harvest was poor, but because the watermelons in the field were rotting in the fields and no one was found to buy them.

"Hey! Little girl, come and eat watermelon!"

The eldest brother's loud voice came from behind. I don't know when the eldest brother, who was behind me, was holding a bright red watermelon in his hand. In sharp contrast was his hand holding the watermelon.

The watermelon was so red and so tempting, but his palms were so rough and covered with a thick layer of calluses.

This is the cocoon that appears from working day and night.

It is also a medal of his hard work.

Looking at the watermelon in her eldest brother's hand, Lu Yin hesitated for a moment before taking the watermelon from him. Before she could say thank you, Lu Zeyu, who had been looking at this side eagerly, was suddenly handed a piece of watermelon.

It looks like it came from the same watermelon as the one in Lu Yin's hand.

Lu Zeyu, who originally wanted to wait for Lu Yin to take the watermelon and then mock her, saw this scene and stopped saying what was on his lips.

He took the watermelon, and the expression on his face was sincere, "Thank you, uncle."

Then he took a bite of the watermelon from his elder brother and it was very sweet.

"Aunt, how about you sponsor me a little?"

Lu Zeyu took small steps towards Lu Yin, and his tone was extremely cautious, as if he was afraid that his words would be heard by his elder brother.

To Lu Yin, these words sounded like a child playing house. They sounded so easy. Sponsor some. Can you just donate this casually? This is fifty acres of watermelons.

Lu Yin raised her eyebrows, looked at Lu Zeyu, and said teasingly, "I didn't realize you were so caring."

She smiled and praised him, then asked the eldest brother beside her, "Shall we drive out to sell it?"

Knowing that Big Brother was hard of hearing, Lu Yin spoke very loudly this time so that it could reach Big Brother's ears directly.

The eldest brother heard her voice, but did not answer her immediately. Instead, he cut the unfinished watermelon on the stone slab. His meaning was very obvious. He was asking Lu Yin if she wanted to eat more watermelon.

But Lu Yin hadn't finished eating the big piece of watermelon in her hand.

So Lu Yin rejected her brother's kindness and said, "I'll eat when I get back."

The so-called going out to sell melons meant that Lu Yin drove her eldest brother's small tricycle to the market to sell melons, with her melons and Lu Zeyu placed on the back of the tricycle.

Yes, Lu Zeyu and those watermelons were taken to the market by Lu Yin, but he was not sitting on the watermelons, but on the iron fence of the tricycle, and his buttocks were being tortured.

In fact, Lu Zeyu refused to sit on it at first, because he knew that if Lu Yin drove even a little unsteadily, his butt would be whipped.

But as soon as he said the words of refusal, Lu Yin used practical actions to tell him that his refusal was useless.

"Brother, do you have any other cars?"

This was the question Lu Yin asked her hard-of-hearing brother, and the answer she got was... no answer.

All I could hear was a sad smile from my elder brother.

There is no need to say more about what it means.

Lu Zeyu is so small, it is obviously impossible for him to drive a three-wheeled motorcycle to sell melons. The only option is to let Lu Yin drive and Lu Zeyu ride.

The eldest brother let Lu Zeyu sit on the watermelon, but if someone had sat on it, he could not give it to others, and it would be a bit uncomfortable to eat it by himself. So no matter how reluctant Lu Zeyu was, he still held on to the iron fence and staggered all the way to the market.

When they finally arrived at the destination, without waiting for Lu Yin to take him out of the car, he walked to the place where he got off first and pretended to jump down.

Seeing this, Lu Yin whistled softly, smiling carelessly, "It's not worth it if you break your legs after jumping like this."

She was indeed joking, but Lu Zeyu believed it.

Because he quietly took back the foot that was about to take.

As long as he believes it, that's enough.

"Please, I'll carry you down..."

Before Lu Yin finished her words, the elder brother appeared out of nowhere and suddenly carried Lu Zeyu down from the car, which immediately dispelled Lu Yin's idea of ​​taking this opportunity to blackmail Lu Zeyu.

Looking at Lu Zeyu who was making faces at her, the expression on Lu Yin's face changed again and again until it returned to normal.

She kept telling herself in her heart that there was still a long way to go, and it didn't matter if she didn't succeed this time, there would always be next time.

"Brother, how much is this watermelon per pound?"

Lu Yin leaned against the tricycle, fiddling with the trumpet that was passed down from his eldest brother and was about to become patinated.

"One dollar and a half a pound, guaranteed to be sweet!"

"Okay, keep it on me."

Lu Yin made an OK gesture, and her words were full of confidence.

Three minutes later, a deafening voice suddenly rang out from the bustling market, and almost everyone passing by heard it:

"Watermelons are on sale at rock-bottom prices. The boss will commit suicide after selling all of them. He will never grow watermelons again in his next life!"

"Watermelons are on sale at rock-bottom prices. The boss will commit suicide after selling all of them. He will never grow watermelons again in his next life!"

"One dollar and fifty cents a pound! Only one dollar and fifty cents a pound!"

"One dollar and fifty cents a pound! Only one dollar and fifty cents a pound!"

Lu Zeyu stood next to Lu Yin, watching her place the loudspeaker that repeatedly played these two sentences in the pile of watermelons. He felt embarrassed to stand next to Lu Yin.

"Aunt, don't you think these two sentences are too stupid?"

Hearing his comments, Lu Yin gave him a meaningful look, "Boss, how can you be stupid? Tell me if you are not satisfied with anything, I can change it."

There was nothing wrong with Lu Yin's whole speech, but having no problem was the biggest problem.

What did she call herself?

boss.

What was that speaker playing just now?

After selling out, the boss jumped off the building...

Lu Zeyu's face suddenly darkened. He looked at Lu Yin and reminded her, "I'm only five years old."

"What's going on?" Lu Yin was confused.

"The Minor Protection Act is still protecting me."