Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Huang Zhenxing rubbed his little head, smiled and gently supported his shoulders upstairs.

"The term bad guy is a bit too serious. She just doesn't read enough books and doesn't think well enough to do things, which is easy to misunderstand."

Wang Qingshan hummed up the steps.

"What's the matter with our rural people reading less books? Just you are smart!"

Huang Zhenxing blinked Wang Shuai like a small adult, and whispered to him.

"Your grandfather is angry, and you're going to be a sandwich biscuit again. This time you are on your father's side or your parents' side?"

"Speaking behind your back, don't let people hear you!" Wang Qingshan turned around and reprimanded, staring at Huang Zhenxing.

Huang Zhenxing smiled, picked up the two bags in his hand and shook Wang Shuai.

"Smell, the thief's delicious melon! It's so delicious! Even your grandfather was bought by this melon, and he was angry with his own son in order to eat the melon."

"Would you like to try? There are only these three. If you want to eat them in the future, you have to go to other people's villages to buy them. I thought it was good to deliver them to your door every day, but it's probably too yellow."

Wang Shuai sniffed the sweetness that couldn't be isolated from the bag, and his eyes lit up.

"It doesn't matter, the day after tomorrow is Sunday. If Uncle Huang wants to eat, I can buy it with you. Buy more and ask my grandpa to eat as much as he wants."

Huang Zhenxing was so happy that he rubbed his head again and was already on the third floor.

"Little clever ghost is also a glutton. But this time you have chosen the right one. A trip for this melon is absolutely worth it! Spending more money is not wrong."

Wang Shuai rolled his round eyes, walked in to change shoes, and politely greeted a room of uncles one by one.

Wang Qingshan's face was sullen, and angrily, he went over and took a plate of melons that had just been cut on the coffee table.

"You don't care about our country stuff, so don't let it obstruct your eyes, so you don't have to look back and eat and dirty your mouth again!"

Huang Zhenxing turned around and glared at the hippie smile.

"Revitalization, you can put my melon, it is mine, no one wants to eat it!"

Huang Zhenxing hurriedly put on a face of horror, and hugged his melon tightly like a food protector.

"Master, there is me here, you can't be greedy!"

Seeing that he knew the goods, Wang Qingshan became more satiated and slowed down to greet his grandson to go to the restaurant.

"Little Bora, Grandpa will give you good food. Those gold and wealthy people of them have no good luck, and they saved it!"

Wang Shuai looked at the helpless expressions of his parents and went to wash his hands obediently.

"Dad, do you see why your temper is coming again? Isn't it just a few melons..."

"Isn't it just a few melons?" Wang Qingshan interrupted his son with a beard and staring, in an unreasonable manner.

"I've been planting land for decades, you really think I have never eaten melon? Is this a normal melon? Can a normal melon sell for fifty cents? Even if others dare to speak loudly, I am not stupid. The kind of idiot that I just give to people for nothing?"

Wang Qingshan asked a series of rhetorical questions, and his voice gradually rose.

"Dad, don't be angry, be careful of your blood pressure." Yu Ge worried about his father's body and hurriedly persuaded him with a smile.

"If you like to eat melons, ask Xiao Cui to buy it for you! It's not worth getting angry about this, it seems we are so unfilial."

"You are misunderstood. We don't like that Su Haitang because she is not good at character, has sinister intentions and can't communicate. You calm down, but you are an outsider who sells melons. See if you are angry."

The anger on Wang Qingshan's face subsided, and he asked quietly.

"The character is not good? The intention is sinister? How did you get such a serious comment? A kind of three winter warmth, bad language hurts June cold, Haoming, I taught you."