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Chapter 48 Please carry this pot well

The second day of July.

In the evening, in the courtyard of the Chen family's new house, the whole village, old and young, gathered.

Chen Chu led Dalang and the eldest son, and the three of them each carried two melons with green background and black stripes the size of an adult's head and placed them on the table in the courtyard.

"Brother Chu, is this a watermelon?"

"Brother Chu, why is this watermelon so big, how can I eat it?"

Yao Sanbian picked up the watermelon and looked up, down, left, and right, but he couldn't find a way to peel it, and he didn't know where to start.

"Uncle, you have to cut and eat."

Chen Chu took the kitchen knife from the cat's hand, "shua, shua, shua" raised the knife and dropped it, and the round melon turned into a crescent-shaped piece of melon.

"Everyone, come and eat." Chen Chu greeted.

The bright red flesh is still dripping with juice, and the red color is easy to associate with the ripe fruit, and then associate with the luxurious taste of 'sweet'.

The sweetness range of this melon is between 11 and 13, and this alone has crushed most fruits today.

The watermelon soaked by the mountain stream really did not disappoint everyone. The abundant juice and cool and sweet taste directly made no one speak at the scene, leaving only the sound of eating melons.

In the hot summer, being able to eat a mouthful of cool watermelon, the taste, tsk tsk tsk, is like finding the toilet in a hurry, finding a soft bed after drowsiness, and lying next to Chen Bo with a beautiful lady.

In short, it's just one word - so cool!
In the blink of an eye, six watermelons entered the intestines of everyone.

Seeing that the eldest son had gnawed through the melon rind, Chen Chu hurriedly said, "Eldest son, don't eat the melon rind! Isn't there still in the stream, go and hug some more!"

Watermelon is also a high-yield crop, only a lot more than potatoes.

Although the sloping land in the refugee village is a bit barren, it is not a problem to harvest more than two acres of land.

The next month will be the harvest season for watermelons, so let everyone eat them openly today.

"Brother Chu, are you going to sell this watermelon to Ximen's family or Cai's family, or both?" Taking advantage of the time when the eldest son was waiting for someone to fetch melons, Yang Dalang came over and asked.

"This time we sell it ourselves."

"Sell it yourself? It's okay to transport it to Tangzhou in the north, but we have no way to go south."

"Neither sell it to the south nor to the north, but sell it at Shizipo, at the entrance of Luliuxu Village."

"Although there are two official roads intersecting on Shizipo."

Just halfway through speaking, the eldest son and others had already walked into the courtyard with the watermelon in their arms, and Yang Dalang immediately left Chen Chu and walked over.

Regarding the sales of watermelons, Chen Chu wanted to sell them directly.

Compared with tomatoes and purple long eggplant, which still need some cultivation techniques to grow well, watermelon is simply too easy to grow.

Sometimes I accidentally eat a few watermelon seeds in my stomach, and a poop will be pulled on the ground, and a bunch of watermelon seedlings will grow after a while.

It is almost unnecessary to think that watermelons will be on the market this year, and someone will grow them next year.

Instead of this, it is better to turn Luliuwei into a "watermelon planting base", and to set up a stall to sell melons on the cross slope at the entrance of the village is to do a wave of publicity in advance.

Let the merchants know about the local melons.

However, selling melons is a high-risk industry.
Chen Chu searched for a board overnight, and wrote on it: This melon is guaranteed to be ripe or not, you have the final say!Don't ask, just ask and you win!
Here, the people who eat melons have already started to eat the third wave.

"I said, enough is enough, everyone! Watermelon is cold in nature, and you will have diarrhea if you eat too much! Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

At the end of the night.

Chen Chu was lying on the big bed in the new landlord's room, tossing and turning.

After the new house was built, Westinghouse became Hutou's bedroom, and finally he didn't have to squeeze in with his wife.

However, Hutou slept with his sister since he was a child, and they have never been separated.

The little girl is not used to it, and the cat is not at ease.

So, the sisters slept in the Westinghouse, and Chen Chu became the extra person.

When will I be able to say a domineering sentence to all the goblins like the Great Sage: Give me a stick from my grandson!
Thinking that he was not as good as a monkey, Chen Chu became depressed.
I couldn't sleep anymore.

He simply put on his clothes and sat up, and walked through the main room to the west room.

The door of the room was not closed, eating melons until the tiger's head swollen its belly, lying on the bed on its back, breathing evenly.

The cat lay sideways on the bed, with its arms propped at [-] degrees on the bed, supporting its small head, while gently shaking the cattail fan with the other hand to help the tiger's head dissipate the heat.

It has its own maternal brilliance unique to women, and also has a sense of laziness brought about by sleepiness.

"What's the matter? You haven't slept yet" Mao'er asked softly, raising his heavy eyelids.

"My lady, you only care about putting the tiger's head to sleep, but you don't know that the family officials are also sleepless alone."

Looking at Chen Chu who was pitifully standing at the door, Mao'er couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed.

Mao'er first gently pulled the thin quilt to put the tiger's head on his stomach, then got out of bed briskly, put on the embroidered shoes and walked to Chen Chu's side, looked up at his officials with a small smile on his lips, pampering him Said: "Why do you look like a child?"

After finishing speaking, he took Chen Chu's big hand and went to the east room.

"Go to sleep~"

Just like before, Mao'er lay on his side beside Chen Chu, with one hand supporting his head and the other helping Chen Chu to shake the fan.

However, Chen Chu was not as coaxing as Hutou, but he turned over and put his head on the cat's chest, and put his hand on the cat's lap.

Although the two did not have a substantial breakthrough, it was not the first time that their ears and temples were rubbing each other.

The cat who was used to it didn't push it away, but patted the official's back with a cattail fan, and hummed a lullaby: "The wind is light, the moon is bright."

This trick is useful for Hutou, but how can Chen Chu fall asleep with a few lullabies?
Sensing that Chen Chu's hands were dishonest, Mao'er didn't stop singing, until the claws became more and more excessive, then raised the cattail leaf fan and knocked it, half coquettish and half complaining: "Officer~"

"." Chen Chu sighed and lay down.

He is obviously at the age of fledgling, and he has a wife, but he lives like a widower.

Mao'er stood up, and saw the official's dispirited look, so he waded down again, and waded into Chen Chu's arms, coaxing softly: "My family knows that the officials have wronged Qu Li, it's not because of my family." The mother's affairs are proud of the officials.

In fact, do the officials know that if a couple gives birth to a child during the system-keeping period, not only the couple will be judged by the world, but even the child will be looked down upon by others.But the officials don't want our children to be looked down upon, do they? "

Lady, if you say this, I won't be sleepy!
Chen Chu turned over in a jerk, lay on the bed and said, "Cat, sheep intestines... fish maw"

Chen Chu ruthlessly popularized the science, lest the cat would not understand.

But Mao'er's peachy eyes flashed suddenly, and after a long while, he said: "Where did the officials know this?"

"Uh, it's what Da Lang told me!"

"Da Lang is not married yet, how can he understand this?"

"How would I know, anyway, he said it, otherwise how would the honest officials of your family know this!"

"." Mao'er hesitated for a moment, finally found a reason, and coaxed softly: "It's midnight now, and there's nowhere to look for things, the officials should go to bed earlier."

Good sign!

This is the first time the cat has shown signs of letting go. If you miss this time, you will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

"My lady, actually. There are other ways"

If Mao’er has heard about the magical effect of launching into the water mentioned earlier, the current science popularization is beyond her scope of knowledge.

The cat lowered its head slightly ashamed, and thought for a while, as if there was a sign of agreement...

But I didn't want to, at the critical moment, the Westinghouse suddenly heard the wailing sound of "Wow".

"Sister, sister. Hutou dragged Smelly to the bed."

"."

The cat hurriedly got up and rushed over.

The little girl who ate too much watermelon was punished
But why did Chen Chu feel that this retribution fell on him?

Did it fall short?
Chen Chu followed to the Westinghouse and made one last effort: "Hutou, go to Aunt Yao's house to borrow coriander."

Mao'er, who was scrubbing the tiger's head and changing the quilt, heard this, frowned and said angrily: "Officer, what time is it, and you still think about those things!"

Chen Chu went back to the east room in embarrassment.

Lying on the bed, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh, what's the use of this iron rod!

The second floor of Ningyu Pavilion.

Yu Nong, who was wearing an off-the-shoulder gauze dress and low-waisted bloomers, had just finished dancing a Persian dance.

"Cui Yuan, how is it?" After taking a sip of the tea that Cui Yuan handed over, Yunong asked impatiently.

"Okay, if I were a man, I would definitely not be able to control it, haha." Cui Yuan laughed.

The Persian dance is already charming, and it is also a student taught by the teacher in Goulan. One can imagine how seductive Yunong's figure is just now.

However, Cui Yuan is a little strange, the girl is not a diligent person, and she is never active in practicing music and dancing.

But I don't know what happened these few days, I danced for more than half an hour at every turn, and I only picked those dances that made people feel hot to practice.
"Yunong, how many days has it been?" Yunong sat at the table to catch her breath and asked suddenly.

"Today is the second day of July, the girl just asked me at noon"

"Oh"

Yunong responded, lying limply on the table, tilting her head to look at the dizzy candle, and muttered softly: "The days go by so slowly."

The next day, the third day of July.

Early in the morning, a cart full of watermelons was filled, and the place where the melons were sold could not be separated from people guarding them. For the convenience of eating, Chen Chu specially brought the big iron pot.

Just as he was about to leave, Mao'er walked up to Yang Zhen's side as if casually.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter with you?" Yang Dalang couldn't help asking after seeing her swaying aside for a long time with a small face.

"Brother Yang." Mao'er pouted, eyelids drooping, and complained softly: "From now on, please don't talk to my officials about those nonsense things, it will make my officials go bad!"

"I taught him badly???"

Chen Chu, who was standing not far away, saw that the situation was not good, so he hurried forward and put the iron pot on Yang Dalang's back.

"Da Lang, as a brother, please carry this pot!"

(End of this chapter)