Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 330 330. The watermelon is ripe

  Whether the surprises in the imperial capital can last, no one can tell right now.

  But Jojo's surprise started from the melon field.

  Early in the morning, after feeding a few increasingly fat pigs, he exchanged feelings with Dawang Dabai again. When he went down the mountain, he had a close contact with Daxiong even in the rain and dew, and this short period of work was considered completed.

  By the time he put all the rain and dew in place, the big treasure, the second treasure, the three treasures and the four treasures, and the five, six and seven treasures that have not yet fully learned the rules, even including Datian, the sun has already begun to burn.

  However, for Jojo, there is nothing to be afraid of.

  His cheeks were flushed, crystal sweat could be faintly seen in the short black hair, but his skin was snow-white, so tanned that it was transparent.

   Zhang Yanping, who was getting darker and stronger by the side, couldn't express his jealousy, so he could only snort at this moment: "Little kid, that's how it smells like milk."

  Xin Jun was sitting by the side slowly preparing for today's class, and he said unhurriedly after hearing this:

   "Some people are not only ugly, but also ugly in heart. When they see good-looking people, they become jealous."

  Zhang Yanping narrowed his eyes, and suddenly showed a murderous look:

   "Ms. Xin, I heard that you told your mother that you came here to purchase. How long have you been here? What did you purchase?"

  Xin Jun: ... so angry! Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. Now his mother has seen through his purchase lies, and now he is desperately refusing to leave, because his mother has no way to come and arrest him personally.

  But...you don't lose if you lose.

  He also said confidently: "I sent all the white fungus tea chili sauce back, how about you?"

   "Did you send a bottle of chili sauce back to your mother?"

  Good guy, how dare that Zhang Yanping?

The weather is hot and time is tight, his mother can't wait to bombard him with three phone calls a day, and even coaxes him to say that he has prepared the money for the training class, so let him go back and study hard, take the civil service exam, enter the unit, and end the job. iron rice bowl.

   If possible, one county, two bureaus and three directors are not picky at all!

  Zhang Yanping: …

  He knows what he is capable of, but now he only knows how to read books, so what kind of job do he have?

  He just ate and drank with his sister, a family, and such a blood relationship, so he wouldn't be hungry!

  After thinking about it, he looked at his own dark arm again, resting his chin at this moment to ponder—

   Tantan, what kind of sunscreen do you use every day?

  …

  Actually, this wave is really not due to the uneven spiritual energy given by Song Tan, it is actually the spiritual energy that she attracts from her daily practice, and she also has her own ideas.

  For example, Qiao Qiao absorbs more than other people in the family.

  Zhang Yanping...he has a strong physique, but in terms of attracting aura, it is like drinking the northwest wind less than others.

   Besides, if the skin is not fair, then there is a genetic problem, what can Song Tan do?

   can only turn a blind eye.

  At this moment, Zhang Wang’s family, who had been working **** the mountain, rarely came down the mountain slowly.

  One of his legs is lame, and he doesn't walk fast, but after so many years, he has already been steady.

He has already given birth to Qiqiu, and he is not as taboo as before, but he is still a little uncomfortable, and he refuses to enter the yard. When he walked to the gate of the yard, he shouted: "Tan Tan, the watermelons on the mountain are almost ripe ,You go and see!"

watermelon? !

  Jojo rushed over in shock, his eyes sparkling: "Is it ready to eat?"

   Zhang Wangjia looked at him with soft eyes, and smiled at the moment: "I can see it. I know quite a lot, you go up and have a look?"

   Qiao Qiao turned around and looked at Song Tan expectantly.

  He still has class today, but in such a hot weather, when everyone listens to watermelon, they can't wait to straighten their eyes. Who is in the mood for class?

  Song Tan waved his hand: "Bring your mobile phone, the live broadcast will start later."

   "In addition to studying, we should also leave some time for work."

   What kind of tiger wolf word is this!

  But the naive Qiao Qiao has already returned to the room full of joy, picked up the stand and mobile phone.

   Song Tan took the lead and led everyone to the back mountain.

   To say that these watermelons are too ignorant. When I bought the seedlings, they clearly said they were smaller early melons.

Okay? I haven't seen where to go early, there are already watermelons on the market, and the price is quite high, Qilin melon is several yuan a catty!

  There are so many people in the family, and Song Tan bought three from the street last time, which made Lao Song's family feel distressed for a while.

   It’s not that I can’t afford it, but I just can’t bear it. In short... Now that my melons are ripe, even though I know that the price will only be higher than that of Qilin melons, everyone is still thinking about it immediately:

   I don’t know what it tastes like?

   Moreover, this batch of early melons, the seedling sellers made a gesture at the beginning, and they are only 10-15 cm in diameter, or even smaller.

  Some of them are estimated to be as big as Beibei pumpkins, and what matters is that one person can eat them all at once.

   But in this peach grove, the aura is indistinguishable from each other. That guy has almost broken through the genetic barrier, but he is very strong!

  Now all of them are round, and the patterns on the supported melon skin are full of patterns. I don’t know how good the appearance is.

  While following everyone, Zhang Wang’s family smiled and said, “This melon grows really well.”

  This vine hadn’t put much effort into cleaning it at the beginning, but two or three melons grew on one vine, which is amazing!

   And they all look good.

   While thinking about it, he was a little puzzled: "The fertilizer I prepared this year is nothing special...how come the kudzu root on the mountain next to it is not so good?"

   Song Tan didn't even blush when he heard this.

   There is no other way, the aura is tense, use it cautiously, and refuse to give anything except your own land.

  …

   Everyone quickly came to the back mountain. The leaves in the peach forest were luxuriant, and the fluffy green peaches were plump and cute, and they fell densely in the forest. They felt sour and salivating when they looked at them.

   Seventh Cousin looked at it for a while, and then pondered:

   "Your peaches are so dense, do you need to thin the fruit? Don't throw away the thinned ones, bring them back and I'll give you pickled green peaches to eat."

  Good guy, everyone's saliva is dripping down.

  She looked at the fresh and tender peaches, wishing she could grab a basket now and try the taste of those pickled green peaches.

  However, the top priority is these overly plump and round watermelons in the field.

   I saw the warm sunlight in the forest, and the vines spread across the entire hillside. Compared with the sparse situation where I could enter the live broadcast before, it was already a sea of ​​vines.

   In the middle, there are round piles of watermelons piled one upon another. Looking from a distance, it looks like some giant bird is laying eggs in piles.

  Zhang Wang's family was also wondering: "Look at this watermelon, how long it will grow. I just look at the sunny place to get together, and I didn't touch the vine."

  They themselves are so sensible!

   "Is it cooked?"

  Qiao Qiao just put the phone on the card, now choose a place, put the stand, staring at a round watermelon on the edge eager to try.

   Seventh Cousin looked at him, and asked him with a smile:

   "In such a hurry, would you pick a watermelon?"

  Jojo made a gesture of patting a watermelon: "I will! Pat it and it will be ripe."

   You can double the monthly ticket in the early morning!

   If the monthly pass can exceed 4000, next month I will—

never mind. No more big talk.

   In short, please support! !

   There will be more later, let’s see it tomorrow.

  (end of this chapter)