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Zhou's family went to the room.

"Grandma, this is watermelon and Fenbang's fruit. We grow it ourselves and give it to you to try it." Fat Miao'er handed over the basket.

"Okay, okay! I'll try..." Mr. Zhou took it with a smile.

Old Mrs. Zhou looked up and didn't say anything. She just nodded and continued to do the needlework in her hand.

Fat Miao'er didn't care, and told Mr. Zhou how to eat watermelon and precautions. After teasing Zhou Wulang for a while, he saw that Mr. Zhou had not come back yet, so he said goodbye and left.

After Fat Miao'er left, Zhou Silang couldn't wait to walk to the watermelon and reached out to touch it.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhou slapped him in the hand and said in a deep voice: "Don't move around, this is a precious treasure. Let's talk about it later when your third uncle comes back."

He knew that Fat Miaoer thought about their family if she had any good things, and it was entirely for Zhou Laosan's sake, so this relationship must be maintained.

"Mmm!" Zhou Silang ran to Old Mrs. Zhou with a grievance, grabbed her sleeve and shook it.

"What do you say about the child? Isn't it just a França fruit? I don't eat it easily. What if it's poisonous?" Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at it, turned her head, but did not mention eating watermelon.

Seeing that both of them disagreed, Zhou Silang turned his head to look at the watermelon on the ground, his eyes turned and ran out of the room.

"It's getting dark, what are you doing?" Old Mrs. Zhou shouted.

"I'll go to the entrance of the village to check out and welcome the third uncle." Zhou Silang replied without replying.

He thought that since the watermelon had to wait for Zhou Laosan to come back before eating, he would go to the entrance of the village to urge him to speed up.

But the result disappointed Zhou Silang. After Zhou Laosan came back, he heard Mr. Zhou talk about the precautions and decided to eat it tomorrow.

First of all, the watermelon is a bit big. Cut it open to eat tonight. If it is left, it will easily break and be wasted.

Secondly, eating watermelon is easy to get up at night. Adults are fine, but it is not certain for children, especially Zhou Silang, who is a greedy person, and it will be bad if he eats too much.

Under his reluctant gaze, Zhou Laosan soaked the watermelon into the bucket and covered it with a lid. The taste was better all night in town.

Zhou Silang didn't sleep well all night, his mind was full of the shadow of watermelon, and he was muttering words in his mouth.

Because Zhou Laoer went to see that the frog pond was not at home, Ma was so scared that he ran to Zhou Ya's small kang and squeezed for a night.

The next day.

After breakfast, Zhou Shilang urged him in a hurry: "Milk, take out the watermelon and eat it!"

"What are you urging? You can eat less." Old Mrs. Zhou said angrily, turning around and nodding at Old Mrs. Zhou.

"I'll go! I'll go!"

Before Zhou Laosan could react, Zhou Silang rushed up and ran out.

Zhou Laosan was afraid that he could not hold him, so he got up and followed him.

"What watermelon?" Zhou Laoer looked puzzled.

I saw him pissing off and looking listless.

"The fruits sent by Fat Miao'er yesterday were planted by themselves, saying they were seeds bought by Fanbang," explained Ma.

Although she is also greedy, she is not so keen on fruits, and she prefers to eat meat.

"Oh!" Zhou Lao Er nodded, not caring.

After a while, Zhou Laosan brought the watermelon, followed by Zhou Silang with a kitchen knife.

According to the method taught by Fat Miaoer, first draw a circle on the watermelon peel in the middle, then insert the tip of the knife, and gently break it. With a "crack" sound, the watermelon opens in response.

Looking at the red sandy flesh inside, Zhou Shilang's saliva was left directly.

After a few more stabs, half of the watermelon was divided into several small pieces.

Zhou Shilang took the lead and took a bite with a big bite.

"Sweet, so sweet!" He said vaguely, not even vomiting the seeds, and ate them all into his stomach.

Seeing this, everyone in the Zhou family picked up and ate it. Only Old Mrs. Zhou did not take action.

"Mom, why don't you eat?" Zhou Laosan asked.

"My breasts are afraid of being poisonous." Zhou Silang picked up the second piece and answered when he heard the question.

"You little bastard, you can't control your mouth even if you eat it." Old Mrs. Zhou glared fiercely.

"Old woman, try it, it's so sweet. I feel cool all over after eating it." Mr. Zhou said.

"Mom, this is Fat Miao'er's wish. You can eat one." Zhou Laosan picked up the best piece and handed it to Mrs. Zhou.

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Zhou didn't hold it, took the watermelon and started eating it.

Soon, half of the watermelon was eaten away, and the one who ate the most was of course Zhou Silang, followed by Ma Shi.

At this moment, Boss Zhou walked in from outside.

"Brother is here." Zhou Laosan greeted.

"Hmph!" Boss Zhou snorted coldly. After being angry with Fat Miaoer, he would naturally not give him a good face.

Zhou Laosan was a little confused and thought that Zhou Laosan was still angry on the Dragon Boat Festival, so he didn't care about it. He cut a piece of watermelon and handed it over: "Try it quickly, it's so sweet."

Boss Zhou took it, looked at it curiously, and asked, "What is this?"

"Watermelon, the fruit of Fanbang." Old Master Zhou replied while wiping his mouth.

"Where did it come from?" asked Boss Zhou.

"Pang Miao'er sent it yesterday and said it was planted by their family." Zhou Silang answered on the side.

Fat Miaoer's house?

Boss Zhou's eyes lit up. He ran a grocery store in the town, and he had some business acumen and saw the business opportunities inside.

He missed the crayfish last time. Since he knew the letter first, he must not let the opportunity slip away.

"Eat, brother." Zhou Laosan urged.

"Oh, OK!" Boss Zhou came to his senses, picked up the watermelon and started eating.

"It's so sweet, thank you, third brother." Boss Zhou said with a smile on his face.

"It's all my brothers, why are you polite?" Zhou Laosan scratched his head, not sure.

I was so cold that I was so angry that I had a 180-degree turn to give me a watermelon.

A big watermelon of more than ten kilograms was wiped out by everyone, and half was left in the end. Old Mrs. Zhou asked Mrs. Zhou to take it back and taste it for Zhou Dalang, Zhou Erlang and others.

Looking at Boss Zhou leaving with a basket, Zhou Silang felt very distressed.

He really couldn't eat it anymore, his belly was bulging and he planned to eat it for a while, but who would have thought that his uncle would take it away.

Boss Zhou, who left the Zhou family, did not return to the town directly, but walked towards the Fat Miaoer's house.

He first looked at the rice fields, his eyes flashed with anger and he gritted his teeth.

He walked to the back garden again, stood outside the fence and looked inside, looked at the watermelon in the middle, counted it for a while, then turned around and left.

"Fat Miaoer, look, is that person your uncle?" Liu Yeer asked as she looked at her back as she walked away.

Today, Fat Miao'er was resting and didn't go to the town. She was busy in the yard.

"Definitely not!" Before Fat Meower could speak, the compass spoke first.

"How can a person as noble as Uncle Zhou be so expensive?" Compass said sarcastically. He still remembered Boss Zhou's face that day.
Chapter completed!