"I want to step on it too, I want to step on it too." When the little guy saw his father standing on the watermelon majestic, he said he would stand on it no matter what, and finally jumped on the watermelon.

"This watermelon is too solid, don't be unripe," Zhao Weidong completely believed it.

"Don't worry, I'm good at picking a watermelon, so I'll definitely pack it with ripe and sweetness." Liu Junhao put the huge watermelon in the basket and then hung it in the well water with a rope.

The well water is also a traditional way to eat it. The well water is warm in winter and cool in summer. The well in the yard is older than Liu Junhao, so it is probably a decades old. As soon as people approach the well, they can feel the coolness coming out.

After soaking for about half an hour, Zhao Weidong pulled the rope out of the well at Xiao Haoyu's urging. Although the well was not too deep, he still heard the "rattle" sound inside. At first, he didn't care and thought it was the sound of water flowing.

But when they lifted the basket less than half a meter from the wellhead, they found something black in the basket, constantly squirming, making a "click" sound. Zhao Weidong was startled and the rope in his hand almost fell off.

"What is this? Xiaohao, come and see, you have something in the well." He pulled the rope with both hands and hung the basket there.

"What, what?" Liu Junhao was picking vegetables in the garden. When they heard their shouts, they hurriedly ran out in a hurry, and Professor Zhao followed closely behind.

"What am I thinking? Why do you pull Prince Jing up? Put it down first..." Liu Junhao said as he put the basket in the water again. He saw Prince Jing wandering and lifted it up again.

"What is Prince Jing?" Zhao Weidong and his wife felt very surprised.

"It's nothing, it's just fish raised in the well," Professor Zhao explained with a smile. He often stays in the countryside and still knows some customs.

Rural people are superstitious and believe that many things are under the control of God, such as the Kitchen God, God of Heaven, Land Lord, Well Lord, Fire Lord, etc., they all have to kowtow during the Chinese New Year. And they are confused, I don’t know who they are kowtowing...

"Fethical superstition" Zhao Weidong's wife curled her lips after hearing this explanation.

"It's not all superstition. The more you use the well water, the more you live it. It's the same as the flowing water does not rot. Raising a few fish in the well can not only live water but also prevent insects and mosquitoes from growing in the water. So people used to regard this fish as the prince of the well." Liu Junhao said and picked up the watermelon, and a coolness quickly spread from his fingers to his arms, and then spread to his whole body, with an indescribable comfort...

As his hand slashed, with a crisp "bang", the watermelon cracked in half, and the bright red watermelon flesh appeared. The watermelon seeds as big as fingernails were dark and transparent like black jade. Countless juices splashed on the table and flowed down the surface of the table. In a short while, the ants on the ground were attracted by the sweetness and gathered a large area.

"It's all my own people, take their own, don't wait for me to let me go!" Liu Junhao said as he took a piece of it and put it in his mouth. The unique rustling sweet smell of the big flower skin immediately came to his throat.

"It's so delicious..." The little guy also took the initiative to go forward and grabbed a large piece.

"It's very sweet. I haven't eaten such an authentic watermelon in a long time," even Professor Zhao couldn't help but praise.

This watermelon is different from what is sold in supermarkets. It is naturally ripe and tastes rusty and has a very good taste. It is eaten in the mouth and cool in the heart. The watermelons sold in supermarkets are picked when they are half-ripe. They are so dull. Although they look very red, they taste a little skinny and they feel like they are chewed like cotton.

Several adults were still a little concerned about their image, while Xiao Haoyu completely let go of the airs and ate what was in his hands, staring at the table with his eyes rolling, allowing the bright red melon juice to flow down his fingers.

The little guy calculated very well. Half of the watermelon was cut into eight pieces, but there were five people here. That is to say, those who ate slowly should eat less, and he could not fall behind. Therefore, the little guy ate the sausage, making his mouth wide, and he didn't have time to spit out the watermelon seeds, so he swallowed it directly into his stomach. However, before he finished eating a piece, he had already tightened his stomach and could no longer eat it. It made a sound when he knocked it.

Liu Junhao did not waste the watermelon seeds, but instead put a bamboo sieve to let them spit the melon seeds inside. The large flower-skinned watermelon seeds are big. After washing and drying, they are fryed in the pot with five-spice seasonings. They taste very crispy and fragrant.

At noon, they ate directly under the lush poplar trees. The meal was still common, including fried eggs with tomatoes, roasted eggplant, braised eels, winter melon and crucian carp soup, and then a large pot of mung bean soup was boiled and it was all alive.

Although these are very ordinary meals, Zhao Weidong and his wife still had a different feeling. There was no fan in the yard, and they were sweating profusely, but they felt indescribable comfort in their hearts.

After dinner, Liu Junhao originally wanted to cut the remaining half of the watermelon, but Zhao Weidong waved his hand to refuse, saying that he was too full and now he couldn't eat anything.

So, a few people sat under the big poplar tree to enjoy the cool air, holding a palm-shaped fan in their hands, which was quite comfortable.

"Haoyu, didn't you say you wanted to report your Uncle Liu's results? Why did you forget about it?" At this time, Zhao Weidong's wife spoke and said to her son who was catching butterflies under the loofah seedlings.

"Oh, I forgot, you guys are waiting," the little guy immediately ran into the house, took out his schoolbag, and took out a newspaper from it for Liu Junhao to read.

It turned out that the composition written by this little guy was actually reported. The content of the composition was his experience in Liujiagou. Although the language was a bit simple, it was full of childish fun.

"Okay, I didn't expect Xiao Haoyu was still a writer. He still praised me in the composition. Uncle Liu didn't love you in vain," Liu Junhao naturally had many praises.

As he was talking, the Mao kid came over to play. When he walked to the door and saw a guest in the yard, he wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Liu Junhao, cut a large piece of watermelon for him and said, "Why are you naughty kid running? Come and play with Haoyu,"

At first, the two children were a little unfamiliar with each other, but the children became familiar with each other quickly and soon found a common topic. They didn't care about the heat and made fun of it in the yard. They caught eels and fed fire to the fire.

However, they soon became interested in the two turtle doves raised by Professor Zhao, and wanted to go outside to catch grasshoppers and feed them.

There were many grasshoppers on the grass in Liu Junhao's yard before, but since he got more than a dozen little hens, the grasshoppers have almost disappeared. Now these little hens are getting more courageous. Except for when laying eggs and coming back at night, they are all digging outside to eat.

In summer, there are many insects in the woods, so this group of little hens have food and eat them full every time they come back. Even the corn kernels sprinkled by Professor Zhao in the yard are ignored.

"It's hot, don't run around. Just feed the turtledoves and green worms. There are so many bean seedlings on them. You can find them." Liu Junhao was a little worried. Liu Jiagou was full of water, and it was very uneasy for two children to go out like this.

After listening to his suggestion, the two children did not object and started looking for vegetable worms on the shelf. In a short while, they got a few beans shelves, and of course they also caught a lot of vegetable worms, and they were all fat.

The two little guys were fed with turtle doves with great enthusiasm. They were soaked in the rain for most of the night and did not freeze to death. Under Professor Zhao's feeding, they were like they were all day long. Now they were covered with grayish-white fluff, and they looked very energetic.

They saw humans as soon as they opened their eyes, so they were not afraid of the two naughty children, and they even opened their mouths and asked the green insects to eat them.

"Grandpa, give me this turtle dove, I'll take it back for those friends to see," Xiao Haoyu became happier and happier as he fed it, and finally had the idea of ​​long-term feeding.

"What are you going to feed it? Are there no bugs in the city?"

"Feed it all the rice, mung beans, and birds."

"No, this thing is still small, and it cannot be digested at all when eating food. It will starve to death." Before Professor Zhao could speak, the hairy child was the first to object. He is a little expert in feeding birds.

"Then... let's talk about it when you're raised," the little guy said unwillingly.

"You won't let you take it back when you grow up. The few birds I brought last time died in just two days. How many days have you cried? Do you still have to raise birds?" This time, his mother objected.

Speaking of which, the few reckless birds that Liu Junhao caught for this little guy were excited for a few days. After taking them home, he happily asked the group of friends to visit his house. However, not long after, the birds were so depressed that they finally died one after another. For this matter, Xiao Haoyu cried several times.
Chapter completed!