My dad's life

"Dad, what do you think this is?" Suddenly the little guy ran back from the front, took Fang Yuan's hand, and asked, pointing to the field beside him.

"This is a watermelon, don't you know?" Fang Yuan said embarrassingly.

He felt that the little guy was asking knowingly.

"Watermelon?" the little guy asked with his neck up.

"watermelon."

"Watermelon, hehe...!" The little guy smirked.

"You little greedy cat, do you want to eat it?" Fang Yuan rubbed her hair.

Seeing that Xinxin hadn't followed, the blue Caiyi in front stood still talking, so she returned.

Watermelons in Qiongzhou are generally concentrated in the period from April to October. It is now September, which is too late.

The fruit is planted early or late so that it can sell for a good price. This is an autumn watermelon.

Moreover, it is catching up with the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival. It can be sold at a good price, and it can be stored and kept fresh until the end of the year and sold off-season.

When Xinxin was at home last time, the little guy didn't pay attention because the watermelon hadn't grown.

The watermelon in the next field is the most common variety in Qiongzhou, the Heimeiren watermelon.

Most of the fruit of this watermelon is oblong, with dark black green skin and inconspicuous stripes.

Generally early ripening, the peel is thicker than the average watermelon, the meat is tender and juicy, and the sugar content is high.

"If you want to eat, Dad will pick one for you." Fang Yuan said, ready to go down to pick it.

"Fangyuan, it's not so good, it's planted by others, we take it without telling it..." Mother Lan hurriedly said after hearing it nearby.

"It's okay, the country doesn't pay much attention to it. Pick one and eat it back. No one will care." Fang Yuan explained with a smile.

When he was young, he often went to steal watermelon from other people's watermelon fields.

It is said to be stealing, but in fact, nobody cares at all.

"I still don't think it's good." Mother Lan, who is a city native, didn't understand this behavior.

"It's okay, I will tell my dad when I go back, and he can just say hello to others." Fang Yuan thought about it.

Mother Lan did not speak any more.

"Why, you want to eat watermelon, can't you buy it if you want to eat it?" Lan Caiyi, who walked back, put his arms around the little guy's shoulder and asked.

"But that watermelon is so round." The little guy pointed to the watermelon field not far away.

"How about Yuan? Isn't it all eaten?" Lan Caiyi said dissatisfiedly.

"But I want to eat it now." The little guy murmured.

"This is planted by someone else. If you take it without telling it, you are stealing it. You can't do that whether or not others care.

Fangyuan, let me tell you, don’t go down and pick it for her. If she wants to eat it now, she can pick it by herself, but I don’t care if the stealing is caught by the police.Lan Caiyi took the opportunity to educate.

And stopped preparing to go to the melon field.

Fang Yuan spread his hands to the little guy, saying that he can't help it.

The little guy murmured dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa is a policeman. Grandpa won't catch the baby."

"That's fine, go down and pick it!" Lan Caiyi let her go.

The little guy looked at the big watermelon in the watermelon field, and then at the adults standing nearby.

He hesitated and said: "The baby doesn't want to eat anymore, hum..."

Then he hummed and ran away.

Rhubarb hurriedly followed, leaning around the little master's legs.

Fang Yuan couldn't bear her look, so she picked up the phone and called Fang's father.

"Dad, which watermelon field is next to the orchard?"

"What's the matter with the old Zhao's in the west of town, what's the matter, what are you asking about?" Father Fang thought he was asking inexplicably.

"His watermelon is ripe, Xinxin wants to eat it, so you say hello to the old Zhao family." Fang Yuan explained.

"Say hello, how big is it to pick a watermelon?" Father Fang said, all from the village folks, so what kind of greeting should I say if I pick a watermelon to eat.

Take their orchard as an example. The fruits they grow have never been sold. Except for their own food, the others were either rotten in the field or picked by neighbors around them. They have never been managed.

"Caiyi and her mother are not used to this way." Fang Yuan whispered on the phone.

"There are so many people in the city, but people in the countryside are not so particular." Fang's father whispered.

"Moreover, they feel that taking without notice is stealing, and the education of the little guy is not good." Fang Yuan continued to explain.

"They are right. People in the city are different. They are very particular about things. They are not as rough as the people in the countryside."

When Fang's father heard of the educational problem affecting the little guy, he immediately changed the conversation, making Fang Yuan on the phone dumbfounded.

"You wait, I'll call Lao Zhao now." Before Fang Yuan could speak, he hung up.

"Xinxin, wait a minute, your grandpa is calling someone, and you can pick it up soon." Fang Yuan shouted to the people who had already moved forward.

Upon hearing this, the little guy ran back happily.

Mother Lan and Lan Caiyi naturally followed suit.

"Daddy is a good man." The little guy ran over and hugged Fang Yuan's legs.

"You just get used to her." Lan Caiyi walked over and said spoiledly.

"How can it be!" Fang Yuan said weakly and without confidence.

"Okay, don't talk about it anymore, I want to taste the sweetness of this watermelon, too." Mother Lan also said to her.

At this moment, Father Fang called and naturally the owner of the watermelon agreed.

Besides, Father Fang was the one who fought, he still has some prestige in this town.

But just because of this matter, I made a phone call and surprised Lao Zhao. He felt that Father Fang was not an ordinary person, and he was particular about everything.

Now that the owner of the melon field agreed, Fang Yuan was no longer polite. She jumped to the field and asked the little guy: "Which one do you want, Dad will pick it for you."

"Just the one she just said." Lan Caiyi pointed to the watermelon that the little guy said round just now.

"No, I want that." The little guy was rude and picked the biggest one.

It seems to weigh at least ten catties.

"Why are you so big, can you finish it all by yourself?" Lan Caiyi said.

"Because I have to eat for my grandmother, as well as for my grandparents and dad, it won't be much." The little guy stuck his waist.

Lan Caiyi was very moved when she heard the words, and wondered if the little guy is so simple and kind, is she too strict with her.

At this moment, I heard the little guy say: "Don't give me food, my mother is a badass."

Lan Caiyi instantly threw behind her thoughts, this little guy must be well educated.

"Say I'm a big bad guy, see if I won't spank you." Lan Caiyi gestured to hit you.

I had noticed that the little guy she was with ran away.

"Don't run, stop for me." Lan Caiyi pretended to be chasing in a hurry.

"Don't do it." The little guy thought he was running fast, and stopped to twist her ass.

Lan Caiyi rushed forward a few steps, scared the little guy to continue running forward.

The order of chasing was reversed for a while, and the field was full of laughter from mother and daughter.

"Two crazy girls." Mother Lan looked at the two running away and laughed in a low voice.