Song Tan Jishi

What a shameful question!

Zhang Yanping was dumbfounded—does he look like a provincial committee member? Why is everyone asking civil servants!

Therefore, he also asked with a serious face: "Xiao Zhu branch secretary, if I go to the civil service examination, can you guarantee that I will be assigned to our village?"

Who can guarantee this?

The branch secretary Xiao Zhu immediately stopped talking.

Zhang Yanping trembled: "Look! You also know how hard it is to leave this village, right? I'm letting go of my good life now, but I'm going to take the civil servant exam. What am I going to do?"

"Is there anything wrong with trying to eat somewhere else?"

Zhu Jun: ...Damn it!

What he said actually made sense!

Looking at the watermelon in her hand, she always wished her family a lifetime... Ah no, this life must be blessed by the ancestors!

So "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" bit off the crunchy, sweet and cool melon flesh in my hand, and then slightly changed the topic. Actively greet everyone: "Eat melons, eat melons!"

The yard was silent.

After a while, Xin Jun burst out laughing suddenly, and then one after another, the whole yard resounded with everyone's cheerful laughter.

And Song Tan took this opportunity to say: "Since I want to send melons, I will also send a few to my uncle and aunt. Anyway, I am going to the city today, and I will solve it together."

"However, save some for dinner, I'm not used to eating outside."

Jojo leaned forward expectantly:

"Sister, will you take me today? I want to carry my Ultraman on my back. He hasn't seen the sky outside yet."

What sky outside? Aren't they all under the same sky?

Song Tan was speechless, but also a little curious: "How do you recite it?"

Jojo became proud:

"Grandpa's house has long johns from when I was a child. I took off the rubber band and tied it on Sai Luo, so I can wear it on my back."

"The power of the M78 nebula will make me a strong man in the light, and I can hug two melons!"

Song Tan sneered: "I can hug four!"

Qiao Qiao was in a hurry: "I'll hold 6 of them!"

Song Tan: ...Pull it down, you hold 6, I'm afraid you'll smash my melon!

It doesn't matter whether he is Tiga or Sai Luo, as long as he doesn't buy melons, then he is not a good Ultraman!

"All right, all right, let's go."

Song Tan quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Mom, take out that electronic scale, and I'll put it in the car later."

I haven't sold anything for a long time, and even if I sell something, I don't need a scale, so I almost forgot.

"What to take?" Ulan is not showing any pickiness now: "Our family still needs to use the tea leaves at night. Anyway, if you go to the city, why don't you just drop by and buy one? It's indispensable."

Fine.

Song Tan nodded, and then began to calculate——

Send 3 melons to my aunt's house, 6 melons to my uncle's grandma, and 3 more melons to my aunt's place.

As for the uncle... I didn't say it in front of the old man just now, I have to give it away, let's give one away!

By the way, I also need to make some mental preparations for my uncle—grandpa is going to renovate the old house, he is so big, he needs to prepare some money in advance!

In this way, 13 melons are enough.

...

But at this moment, everyone finished eating a watermelon with a click, and they didn't enjoy it at all.

The Seventh Cousin looked at all the big eaters present, and now he unambiguously took the knife and opened another one.

This one seemed a bit more reserved, the knife didn't split open when it touched it.

But when it was cut halfway down, there was also a "click".

Everyone, Xilihulu, ate three melons in total, and it was time for lunch, so the Seventh Cousin stopped.

"Have you finished eating? Don't go, help me peel the watermelon, peel off the flesh you gnawed on me, and peel the green skin outside."

In fact, like this, it is more convenient to take a knife to slice out the melon pulp before eating.

But everyone said that eating like this has no soul, you have to hold a big piece and gnaw until your face is full of juice.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if lunch is early or late, so Seventh Cousin just let it go.

But now he regrets——

"Look at the pits and pits of your melon skin, it's not as good as a dog chewing on it! How much can you get after peeling it off later?"

Song Tan glanced at it twice, and found that it was not as good as a real dog.

To be honest, the king ate much more neatly.

Zhang Yanping was still holding a small knife in his hand, looking at the thin layer of melon rind, he also fell silent.

The rind of the melon was originally thin, but after being gnawed into a mess by them, part of it had to be peeled off, and the outer layer of green skin had to be peeled off as well.

No matter how careful you are, it will be only two or three millimeters thinner when you get it.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, Xin Jun suggested——

"Then...do you want to eat two melons again?"

"This time, peel off the flesh first."

Good guy!

After eating these 5 melons, do you still have lunch at noon?

Seven Cousin didn't know how to comment.

"The main reason is that you gnawed too badly. If there is red flesh left on the top, it doesn't matter if it is thinner. I can still make watermelon candy. It is chewy and sweet, and it is better than winter melon candy."

"If there is no red flesh and only white flesh is left, then it can be made into sauced watermelon, or you can directly stir-fry it with our green pepper beef sauce—or else, stir-fry a shredded pork with watermelon rind at noon, it is also very delicious."

"Now……"

The little old man looked at the big basin of watermelon rinds on the ground, and finally sighed:

"Or feed the pigs."

After thinking about it, I finally said:

"The next time you eat melon, give me slices of the flesh first. Even if it's not enough for a pot of frying, even if it's enough for a plate, I'll make it cold for you to taste first!"

suck!

That being said, who can resist?

Song Youde felt his stomach growling in his old age. He looked around and saw that they were all a bunch of strong young men working hard, and their watermelons were small——

"How about... eat two more?"

"Yes, his cousin!"

Song Sancheng also felt that he hadn't eaten enough, so he said plausibly at this moment: "This watermelon is full of water, shake it in the stomach twice and it will be gone, and eating two more will not affect the lunch at noon!"

Then he looked left and right, and saw Qiao Qiao beside him: "Qiao Qiao hasn't learned this dish yet, so why don't you give it a chance?"

Good guy, Qiao Qiao is waiting for this watermelon rind technology, right?

The Seventh Cousin said angrily: "Eat it, eat it, this time I'll get the meat off first—by the way, what kind of food do you want for lunch? Stir-fried or cold salad?"

That must be cold watermelon rind!

The Seventh Cousin snorted, raised the knife and cut two more melons, divided into eight pieces on one side, and then sliced ​​off the flesh smoothly.

I saw the emerald green outer skin, about five millimeters of white flesh, and two or three millimeters of red flesh on top, even and silky.

Zhu Jun looked at it and suddenly sighed:

"Song Tan, when you planted watermelons, why didn't you plant some with thicker skins?"

Song Tan: ...

That's a good question.

Why doesn't she plant some thick-skinned ones?

Because no one likes watermelons with thick seed coats! ! !

Besides, as far as the plumpness of her mountain watermelon is concerned, even if it has a thick skin, it will be supported by the strong and plump flesh!

Sorry for being late!

But there is an update, but I can't finish writing at 12 o'clock... there will be more later.