Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 232 The Watermelon Is Ripe
"Brother, you are amazing!" Fat Miao'er gave Li Xiaodao a thumbs up.

"It's nothing, it's just some market tricks." Li Xiaodao scratched his head embarrassedly.

When he was a beggar, he would bring some sand and dirt with him for self-defense, and when he was bullied by adults, he would throw it at his eyes and run away when he was unaware.

Now that I have money, the equipment will naturally need to be upgraded. I bought some lime powder to carry with me, so I will use it.

"Brother, are you not injured?" Liu Ye'er asked with concern.

"I was with Master at that time, and I didn't get hurt at all." Li Xiaodao stood up and turned around.

"Brother, you should be more careful in the future." Liu Ye'er said with concern.

Although Li Xiaodao said it lightly now, she could imagine the danger at that time. After all, the gangsters were all wanted by the government, and most of them had their lives on their hands.

"En!" Li Xiaodao smiled and nodded.

Then he took something off his wrist and put it on the table.

"What is this?" Compass asked curiously, ready to reach out and take a look.

"Don't move around." Li Xiaodao stopped him.

"This is a sleeve arrow. The arrows on it are sharp, so don't hurt you." Li Xiaodao explained.

After finishing speaking, several people moved their heads together curiously, and looked at it carefully.

"Master gave this to me yesterday, saying that I am still too young and weak to wear it for self-defense." Li Xiaodao picked it up and stroked it lovingly.

"Is there poison here?" Fat Miao'er asked, pointing at the arrow with a cold light.

She has seen it in modern TV dramas, all of which are covered with poison, and the throat is sealed with blood.

"Haha! Haha!" Li Xiaodao laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to rub Fat Meow'er's head.

"There is no poison. If you scratch yourself, you will be poisoned to death." Li Xiaodao explained.

"Oh!" Fat Miao'er responded, and it turned out that the TV dramas were all lies.

"However, you have inspired me. I will buy some perspiration medicine and prepare it when I go out to arrest people. It will definitely have unexpected effects." Li Xiaodao rolled his eyeballs and murmured softly.

Several people chatted for a while, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

Early the next morning.

As soon as a fish belly appeared on the horizon, Li Xiaodao set out on the road carrying a food box, which contained five catties of crayfish that had just been caught this morning.

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As time goes by, the weather gradually heats up, and the hot midsummer is coming.

The fiery red sun hangs in the sky, scorching the earth with scorching heat. Knowing that the cicadas are on the trees, they probably think the weather is too hot, so they scream desperately.

There is not a trace of wind blowing in the air, which makes people feel a little breathless.

After lunch, Fat Miao'er and Luo Pan came to the watermelon planting in the back garden.

"Fat Meow, are they ready?" Luo Pan asked anxiously.

He comes to the back garden every day, looking forward to the stars and the moon, waiting for the watermelons and persimmons to ripen, but no one has planted these things before, and he has no experience.

"There should be some ripe ones." Fat Miao'er squatted down and tapped on a larger watermelon.

Hearing this, Compass' eyes lit up, he kept rubbing his hands, and his heart was pounding with excitement.

"That, that... Are those familiar?" Compass asked excitedly.

He has weighed the watermelons, and each one must weigh more than ten catties. If they can be sold at the same price as crayfish, wouldn't it be...

The more Luo Pan thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help "giggling".

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?" Fat Miao'er raised his head and asked in confusion.

"No, nothing!" Compass regained consciousness and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fat Miao'er stood up, walked to another watermelon, squatted down again and reached out to pat it.

"Third brother, this one is ready, bring the scissors." Fat Miao'er said.

"Okay!" Compass came over, picked up the scissors and cut off the seedlings at the bottom of the watermelon, then picked them up and put them in the basket.

"Fat Miao'er, how do you know if the watermelon is ripe?" Compass asked looking at the watermelon in the basket.

"Hmm..." Fat Miao'er pondered for a moment, and recounted the knowledge from the encyclopedia.

"One weight, the higher the ripeness of the watermelon, the lighter its weight. Generally, for watermelons of the same size, the lighter one is better, and the heavier one is raw melon."

"Second, listen to the sound, put the watermelon in your hand, tap it with your fingers, and make a crisp sound of "dong, dong", it is a ripe melon."

"Thirdly, look at the skin of the melon. The skin of the raw melon is green and bright. After the melon is ripe, the color of the melon skin will become darker."

"Look at the head and tail, the two ends are well-proportioned, the umbilical part and melon pedicle are deeply sunken, and the surrounding is plump; the melon with a large head and a small tail or a thick tail is a poor melon. The smaller the better, on the contrary, the bigger the circle at the bottom, the thicker the skin and the more unpalatable it is.”

"..."

"It turns out that watermelons are so particular." Compass had a teachable expression.

"Let's go third brother, it's too hot outside, let's go back to the house and talk." Fat Miao'er raised his hand and fanned his face.

"Okay!" Compass answered, picked up the basket and walked ahead.

Inside the hall.

"Fat Miao'er, when can I eat it?" Liu Ye'er asked.

"You can eat it now, but the taste is not good." Fat Miaoer replied.

The two put the watermelon in a wooden barrel, poured the well water they had just hit, and placed it in a corner of the house.

"Third brother, don't forget to change the water for it." Fat Miao'er reminded.

I thought to myself: If only there was a refrigerator, it wouldn't be such a trouble.

"I know." Compass nodded.

"Fat Miao'er, the water is hot, go take a bath." Liu Ye'er said dotingly.

"En!" Fat Miao'er nodded, and bounced out of the main room.

These days, before she goes to school every morning, she will put a large basin of water under the eaves. After being exposed to the sun, she just uses it to take a bath at noon to get rid of the heat.

Go back to the West Room, close the doors and windows, take off your clothes, and jump into the basin with a plop.

"It's so comfortable!" Fat Miao'er closed her eyes and said intoxicated.

Feeling cool in an instant, and the hot feeling on her body was swept away, she couldn't help humming a little song: "I love to take a bath and have a good skin..."

After a stick of incense.

Fat Miao'er dried herself off, put on a set of clean clothes, lay down on the kang and took a nap.

With a "creak", the door was pushed open, and Liu Ye'er walked in tiptoe.

Looking at the quilt that was kicked aside, she walked over and gently covered it, with a doting look on her face.

Then put the changed clothes into the basin and took them out together.

One afternoon passed by in a blink of an eye. Due to the long days in summer, it was still dark after dinner and the sun was no longer so harsh. It was the most comfortable time of the day.

Wei Shu, Luo Pan, Liu Ye'er, Fat Miao'er, Su Dashan, Su Qingfeng, Su Qingmu and others gathered in the yard, sitting on a stool and eating watermelon.

(End of this chapter)