Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang was unmoved, her smile faded.

"One person has one taste, so don't force yourself."

"I said why do you have so many things?" The young man was dissatisfied, his beautiful brows were tightly frowned, and his fair and slender hands were holding a straw hat and fanning his cheeks wildly.

"I just want to buy a melon. What are you talking about? So many people are looking at it, and I've already taken the money here. Are you afraid that I'll be a rascal? Hurry up, it's so hot!"

"What this young man said is true. Why don't you sell melons after all the money has been paid? There is no trick, right? I have never heard of melons being sold like this. Let's go, don't be fooled." Some of the onlookers had doubts, Urging companions to leave.

Su Haitang sighed, looked seriously at the young man's eyes, one blue and one white, and asked solemnly.

"Can I just try another piece? If you still don't think it's sweet, it means that my melons are not destined for me. I don't want your money. Can you go to another place to buy it? It's a deal."

Su Haitang raised the knife and cut off a piece of melon, and handed it to him like a plague god.

"Here, eat it. If you still don't think it's sweet, just go, I won't charge you."

The young man blushed with anger, and stared at her with his neck straightened.

"What do you mean? Are you talking about it? They say that I'm not a hooligan who eats and drinks for free. Why do you keep emphasizing that you don't take my money? Oh, I see, your melons are not sweet at all, right? Are you trying to force me? I seem to be easy to bully?"

"I'm not as good as you like! Your melons are not sweet, so don't try to take me as the top of the tank!"

As he said that, he fiercely bit down a big mouthful of melon, staring at Su Haitang's helpless eyes, he couldn't get angry, and then he took two more bites!

"Huh? It's really sweet."

After eating a piece of melon, the young man sucked in his clogged nose, smacked his lips, and nodded as if reminiscing.

"I want this melon, cut me another one. Cut it bigger, the boss is so stingy, how can you taste that little bit?" He said and threw five yuan in front of Su Haitang.

Su Haitang raised her eyebrows, hearing that the young man had a cold, she smiled apologetically at him.

It's normal for a patient with a cold to have a bad taste in their mouth. People should not be judged by appearances, it's her villainous heart.

"Don't worry about eating. My melons are all sweet. If you cut them all up, it will be inconvenient for you to hold them. How about this? You can pick whatever you want, and I'll cut two more for you to try. How about buying less? The weather is so hot , If you buy too much, you won’t be able to eat it and it should be broken.”

The young man pushed down his sunglasses again and took a closer look at her.

"I've never seen such a grumpy stall owner like you. It's alright, the melon is yours, so you can decide how to sell it. You can choose two sweet ones for me."

Su Haitang casually picked up a melon in front of her, and asked with a smile, "Cut it?"

"Cut." The young man sniffed, feeling that his congested nose seemed to be ventilated, his dry throat was also moistened, and his deep, magnetic, natural voice was restored.

Su Haitang skillfully cut it open, and handed over another flesh.

"Try it."

The young man nodded while eating.

"Sweet, two more. No need to cut it."

Su Haitang neatly bagged the change and handed it over with both hands.

"Your melon is good. You often set up a stall here? Why didn't I see you two days ago?"

Su Haitang smiled and responded to the other guests, and answered crisply.

"I'm coming back today. I don't have a car to pull the melons. It's inconvenient to go to the city. I just brought these few."

The young man sniffed again.

"Leave me an address, and I'll ask someone to buy it from you later."

Su Haitang readily agreed.

"Okay, Su Haitang, Sujia Village, Baima Town."

A soldier who hurried out of the station was startled, and turned his head to look over.