High cold school grass, don't mess with me

Chapter 597 Picking Watermelon 2
Originally the tour guide was a young boy from Lianhua Village who volunteered, but Mr. Ling insisted that he was in good health and he would lead the way!
So, the 80-year-old Mr. Ling led eight young people to pick watermelons in his vegetable garden.

Under the scorching sun,
Lin Ranran left in a short while, sweating profusely, looked at Yanzi and found that they were not much better,
Qingcheng Xuanli started to shout, "Grandpa Ling, how long will it take to arrive, I'm so tired!"

Old Master Ling snorted coldly, "It's tiring after just a few steps! You're so delicate, I think back then..."

Everyone: "..."

After walking uphill for nearly 8 minutes, we finally arrived at a plain. Looking at the green grass and lush forest, a gust of wind blows, and a few people feel better.
Mr. Ling didn't blush or breathe, he stopped, pointed forward,
"Ahead, there is the watermelon I planted, you can pick as much as you want!"

Seeing them panting, wiping their sweat, and feeling disgusted again, it's just that as soon as he said those words,

A few young men rushed over in a puff of smoke,
"Really? Where is where,"

"I saw a watermelon, ahhh it's really green vines,"

"Wow, there are so many, dozens of them?"

"Hey, this is bigger, I want this!"

Yan Zi, Lin Ranran, Qingcheng Xuanli, and Nalan Xun'er were running around in the soil, obviously overjoyed,

"Zhifan, which one do you want?"

Mo Zhifan just walked over slowly, he glanced around, pointed at a medium-sized watermelon,
And early morning is obviously not that interested,
Ling Zilan and Su Nanqing are also fast-runners, after years of precipitation, or maybe because of their divorce,

So they all seem to be lacking in interest,
Suddenly, Su Nanqing spoke, and he looked down at the gentle woman next to him, "Which one do you want, look, I'll pick it for you,"

Ling Zilan opened her lips, and finally shook her head lightly,
"Do not bother!"

Su Nanqing's eyes darkened,
He said, "What if I'm not afraid of trouble?"

Ling Zilan gradually opened her eyes wide, looked at him, not understanding what he meant,
"Choose one, Grandpa will be happy,"

Ling Zilan withdrew her gaze and looked at Mr. Ling not far away, yes, grandpa will be happy,
She pointed to a clean watermelon, "That's it!"

Su Nanqing hummed and went to pick the watermelon.

"Grandpa, you are so amazing," Qingcheng Xuanli looked at Old Man Ling adoringly while holding a big watermelon,
Mr. Ling snorted, "What's so great, isn't it just growing watermelons!"

That's what he said, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth,
"Pick it up, let's go back!"

One of them hugged a watermelon and answered,
Ling Zilan looked at the watermelon Su Nanqing was holding, thought for a while and stretched out her hand and said, "Let me hold it!"

Su Nanqing looked down at her, feeling a little bored in her heart. It's okay to be alienated. Is it true that every celebrity like her who grew up in a wealthy family is so polite and not troublesome?

But he certainly doesn't need it.

"You think I can't hold a watermelon?"

Ling Zilan froze for a moment, then shook her head, "No. I just..."

"Then obediently go your way! It's just a watermelon, what are you fussing about?"

"I see..." Ling Zilan didn't talk anymore, she didn't care about it, she just felt that she didn't want to trouble him after getting divorced, and she was afraid that he would be secretly annoyed,
The group started to walk back, Qingcheng Xuanli who was walking in the front suddenly stopped, put down the watermelon, picked up a white fungus on the side of the road, his eyes were full of surprise and excitement, "Hey, hey! Damn! Tell me, is this a mushroom?"

(End of this chapter)