small farmer

Chapter 162 The Thief Who Stole the Watermelon

The parking lot at the entrance of the village is very busy every day
Every day, villagers sell cold noodles, fried potatoes and other snacks here, and some villagers bring their own vegetables and fruits here to sell. Over time, such a small market has been formed.

"Selling yams! Selling fresh yams!!"

Hearing the cries, Zhang Feng saw whether it was Uncle Xiao Ma or Uncle Xiao Ma. Uncle Xiao Ma put more than ten yams on the snakeskin bag in front of him, and sold them to tourists who came and went from time to time.

"Uncle, can this yam invigorate the kidney?" Just then a tourist asked jokingly.

"Of course it's made up! Men eat it, women can't stand it, women eat it, men can't stand it, both men and women eat it, and the bed can't stand it!" Uncle Ma was still humorous as always, smiling to the tourists in front of him.

"Hahahaha... Brother, you are really interesting!" The tourist leaned back and forth with a smile, and then continued to ask, "Why don't you make more of such good things?"

"There's too much planting, the land can't bear it!!" Uncle Xiao Ma spread his palms and replied.

"Hahaha, Uncle, you really want to be talented, give me two catties!" Then he asked: "That's right! How much is a catty?"

"Five yuan a catty, will I ask for more from you?" Uncle Ma said with a smile.

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Zhang Feng smiled. Although Uncle Xiao Ma's words were a bit harsh, he was very humorous. Although Uncle Xiao Ma was five or sixty years old, he was still laughing and joking every day, and had a very happy life.

Zhang Feng thinks that such a mentality is very good, he cherishes every day and makes himself happy every day, so that he will not live his whole life in vain and feel the beauty and happiness of life.

Lock the car and walk along the smooth asphalt road, looking at the lush old trees, winding bridges, and gurgling water, it really has the charm of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Little duck, what are you doing on the bridge?" At this time, several leather monkeys were playing on the three-hole bridge at the entrance of the village.

"Crazy brother! We are fishing!" The little duck shook the bamboo pole in his hand, and a white thread was hanging under the bamboo pole. This is the fishing tool for the leather monkeys.

"You guys are going to steal the watermelon from the second uncle's house again. You see, all the watermelon rinds are thrown on the ground." Seeing the red mouths of the little guys and the tattered melon rinds on the ground, Zhang Feng said Knowing that these little guys must have done something bad again.

"We...we don't have it!" The little guy felt guilty.

"That's right, madman brother, don't wrong us, we sold this watermelon with our own money, okay?"

The hairy kids were immediately anxious when they heard what Zhang Feng said, and quickly explained, Zhang Feng smiled, thinking that only you can believe in ghosts, it's not like I didn't do it when I was young!
"You have to be careful, the second uncle won't come to settle accounts with you!" Zhang Feng smiled and continued to walk home.

"No way, we didn't steal it!" The duckling said stiffly.

"It's really a dead duck with a hard mouth," Zhang Feng thought in his heart, smiled and left here.

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"Hey! Where is the second uncle going?" As soon as he walked to the door of the house, Zhang Feng saw the second uncle walking towards this side in a hurry.

"Hey! It's Xiaofeng, have you met ducklings?" The second uncle asked.

"What's the matter? They're playing at the Three-Arch Bridge!" Zhang Feng already had a guess in his heart, and said with a smile.

"Oh! These monkeys went to steal melons from my field just now, and made a mess of my melons. They ran away after being frightened by me. You see, they left a shoe in my field. This is XX Brand shoes, at least more than 100... These children are just like you when you were young, not worrying at all..." The second uncle sighed.

"Eh! Second uncle, you just said that we were young when you were talking, weren't we ignorant at that time?" Zhang Feng suddenly smiled wryly. He didn't expect this to remind the second uncle of his childhood. Think about it When I was a child, Zhang Yi and Uncle Er Niu were the naughty bullies of the village, and they often went to steal watermelons from the second uncle's house.

And every time they narrowly escaped, they were never caught by the second uncle. At that time, everyone was still complacent, thinking that they were godly thieves.

But when I grew up, I realized that it was the second uncle who was kind and merciful, and he didn't have the same knowledge as a child, otherwise he was caught countless times.

"Yeah, time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, the monkeys wearing crotch pants have grown into adults!" The second uncle shook his head, lamenting the passage of time.

"Ahem! The second uncle enters the room and sits for a while!!" Zhang Feng blushed, and hurriedly said about the matter of opening his crotch pants.

"Don't sit down, I have to return the shoes to them." The second uncle waved his hand and hurriedly walked towards the three-hole bridge at the entrance of the village.

back home after lunch

Zhang Feng came to the yard, ready to plant the wild flowers and weeds dug yesterday, but when he went to the flower garden, the wild flowers had been neatly transplanted into the flower garden.

"Little sister, who planted the wild flowers I dug yesterday for me?"

"Hee hee! Brother, guess what!" The little girl raised her head and guessed me!expression.

"I guess the elder sister planted it!" Zhang Feng said calmly, deliberately teasing the younger sister.

"No! Guess again!" The little girl shook her head and smiled.

"That's Xiaolin! Besides the eldest sister, she's the only one!" Zhang Feng knew that it was probably a girl who planted it, but he deliberately guessed it.

"Oh! Brother smelly! I'm ignoring you!" The little girl finally realized that her brother was really teasing her, and ran into the house angrily.

"Hehe..." Zhang Feng smiled, and secretly poured some water diluted with auxin on the freshly planted flowers and plants.

In summer, there is plenty of rain and sunshine in the Southwest, and the wildflowers and weeds in the flower garden are growing well. Golden chrysanthemums bloom proudly, purple hyacinths, snow-white lilies like fairies, and Mysterious Bianhua flowers, every kind of flower is so beautiful, I can never get tired of seeing it every day.

Even the most humble four-leaf clover is constantly absorbing sunlight and rain, growing hard, and constantly spreading around. Looking at it from a distance, it is green and pleasing to the eye.

There is also the slender and straight bluegrass, although it is only a wild flower in the mountains and has no noble birth, it still stands proudly, regardless of the wind and rain, it is full of pride, and it is really worthy of being a gentleman among flowers. Loved by countless literati and poets.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom in the flower garden, competing for beauty. When the breeze blows gently, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, colorful butterflies are flying, and bees are surrounded, just like a beautiful dynamic picture of hundreds of flowers.

If this simple farmyard is added, it becomes a beautiful picture of landscape and farmhouse, fresh and natural, quiet and elegant, which is infinitely yearning.

Just like the mountains and rivers that the ancients enjoyed swimming, like the countryside where the ancients lived in seclusion, simple and beautiful, with happiness in the plain, this is the most beautiful "Peach Blossom Spring", at least in Zhang Feng's heart.

Whether the hometown is beautiful or not, Zhang Feng feels that everything in his hometown is so natural and harmonious, so beautiful that people yearn and yearn for it.

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