My village can't be like this

Chapter 455 Plums Watermelon

Just as the two of them picked the plums back, Zhang An's third aunt also came over.

"Third Aunt is here, come and eat the plums, we just picked them."

Chen Ze held up the freshly washed plums and handed them to the third aunt. It felt like he was at their home.

"Okay, okay, I can just take it myself, and you can eat it too, Xiao Chen."

The third aunt knew that Chen Ze respected her so much because of Zhang An, so she didn't blame her at all.

"But these plums are still delicious, much better than the two bitter plums in my field."

Many people in the village have bitter plum trees in their fields, mostly planted in front of the ridge.

Because many mountainous areas are sandy with few trees, collapses often occur.

In the past, no one wanted their own land to grow less and less, and all the mud to collapse into other people's fields.

So things that are easier to live and have strong root systems are planted in front of the sill, such as tea trees, prickly pears and bitter plum trees.

In this way, when the bitter plums are ripe, everyone working in the fields can pick some to satisfy their cravings.

Although bitter plums are not very delicious, when supplies were scarce in the past, it was better for everyone to have some than nothing.

"I also think these plums are delicious. I didn't catch up with last year's ones. I was thinking about them when I came here this year. I finally waited until I could eat them today."

Chen Ze smiled broadly and said, last year when the honeydew plums were ripe, he ran outside.

When he and the old man moved here this year, the plum tree had just begun to bear fruit. He was already thinking about it and would take a look every few days.

"Don't say it again. Now everyone in the village knows that this young master of yours is a greedy guy, and you are the only one who has the nerve to do so."

Zhang An rolled his eyes and looked at him with a very disgusting tone. The more familiar he was with this person, the more he disliked him.

"Third Aunt, we picked a lot today. When we go back later, we can bring some to Yan Zi and Tie Wa to eat."

"You, just keep spoiling the two of them. Now your temper is going to the sky."

The third aunt shook her head, with a reproachful tone on her lips, but in fact she was very happy.

It's no surprise that Zhang An has always doted on her two children.

"By the way, Xiao An, there are some ripe melons on the melon vines in the melon patch. I sent a few over for you to try."

The third aunt said, pulling the basket she carried on her back and uncovering the apron covering it, which contained several watermelons.

The watermelon is not very big, probably only five or six kilograms at most. I put three or four of them in a backpack and they are still not full.

"Oh? This year's melons are already ripe?"

Zhang An didn't expect that the watermelons grown by his third uncle's family were ready to eat, because it was already after the Qingming Festival when his family came to transplant the watermelon seedlings.

So far, it has taken less than three months. Logically speaking, it cannot be done so quickly.

"That's not true. Most of the melon fields are still as big as the mouth of a bowl. It will probably take about twenty days to grow. There are just a few vines that grow faster. I don't know why."

They were also planted together, and neither of them could figure out why the watermelons on those melon vines grew so fast.

They are fully grown when the others in the field are still small green-skinned melons.

This year, all their melon seedlings were given by Zhang An, without asking for a penny. So when the melons matured, she didn't give them to anyone and gave them directly to her eldest nephew.

It was precisely because there were not many melons that she covered the basket with an apron.

Otherwise, relatives and acquaintances in the village will see it, and it will be neither good nor bad to give.

"It should be a variation of the melon seeds from those vines. It's so much faster."

Zhang An also only thought of the melon seed variant as the reason. After all, he treated all the watermelon seedlings equally from germination and breeding, and did not give any special preferential treatment.

There is no such thing as which melon seeds spend more time soaking in the space spring water.

Therefore, it should have nothing to do with external factors. It is most likely caused by the mutation of the melon seeds themselves.

In fact, Zhang An's third uncle and third aunt thought the same way, because after growing crops for so many years, it was not surprising that there were several mutated varieties in a pile of seeds.

Things like corn with three cobs, peanuts with four cores, and radishes with two legs are rare, but they are not unheard of.

Especially the Nuobao Valley that is grown at home. If the yellow corn kernels are planted, the corn cobs that grow out will be red, black, yellow, and purple.

"Aunt, we can't eat much, just keep one. You can take the rest back for Yanzi and the others to eat. If there are more, you can buy them at the intersection where you can get them. This stubble melon will definitely be sold at a high price."

Zhang An did not refuse the elder's wish, but he just took out a watermelon from the basket.

No matter what it is, it is always the most expensive when it is first harvested.

You can just eat a few less these days. When the melons in the melon field are ripe, you won’t be able to finish them all.

Although it's not summer vacation yet, not many people come to the village to play, but there are many people fishing.

There are so many people on both sides of the river, fishing in the bright sun. Who wouldn’t want to have a piece of delicious watermelon at this time?

At this time, there was no need to worry about selling as much as he had, so Zhang An wanted to persuade the third aunt to sell it at the entrance of the village.

"Oh, you can just take it and eat it. There are only seven or eight melons in total. It's not worth the long time we spent taking them. We might as well eat them at home."

The third aunt didn't care what Zhang An said. She quickly put a few melons on the table and prepared to leave with the basket on her back.

If there were more ripe watermelons that could be displayed for a day and a half, they would still be thinking about it.

But there are only a few of them, so it’s better not to bother.

"Auntie, don't leave in a hurry. Please load up these plums, otherwise I will have to run over later."

Zhang An quickly walked to the door, stopped the third aunt, took her small backpack back and filled it with plums.

"Okay Xiao An, don't pretend to be too much, it will be a pity if you can't finish it."

Seeing Zhang An and Chen Ze pouring seven or eight kilograms in and not wanting to stop, the third aunt quickly shouted.

These plums are yellow and orange, and the fruits are softer. They are not as hard as crisp plums, so they can be stored for a while.

"Okay, Auntie, when you finish eating, you can ask Tiewazi to pick it from the nest, otherwise it would be a waste to hang it on the tree and not eat it."

Zhang An did not continue after hearing this. Anyway, there were still many on the tree and he would let Zhang Tie pick them by himself.

If it were the third uncle and the third aunt, they would probably just talk about it and not go at all.

But if it is Zhang Tie, it goes without saying that as long as he has free time, he will go by himself without anyone calling him.

After all, in the village, which boy wouldn't like climbing trees and picking fruits.

After school in the afternoon, Su Ying came back from school, and the three of them set off to Jiang Qiong's yard.

There are really two different feelings about a house when someone lives in it and when no one lives in it.

Although the courtyard of Zhang Jianfeng's house is a new house, it doesn't have the feeling of being deserted and dilapidated. When I came here a few days ago, the courtyard felt lifeless.

But it's different now. Even though Jiang Qiong and the others have just moved in, the yard has been cleaned cleanly.

Just the few benches placed in the courtyard give people a sense of humanity.

Although it was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had not yet begun to set, and it was still a bit bright.

Walking into the courtyard gate, in a corner of the courtyard, Jiang Qiong and Liu Xia were washing vegetables by the water pipe.

There were also bursts of movement in the house. The sound was familiar to Zhang An. It should be the sound of a kitchen knife chopping on a chopping board. It was probably that a chicken was being chopped in the kitchen.

"Sister Su Ying, you are here."

The two people who were putting water to wash vegetables saw Su Ying and others coming, and immediately stood up to greet them, wiping the water on their hands with the aprons around their waists as they walked.

Maybe it was because they were both women and had to work in the same place, so when they met Su Ying for the first time, they seemed closer to each other.

"I'm washing vegetables, so I'll help too."

Su Ying picked up her sleeves and wanted to join them.

"No, no, no, Sister Su Ying, we have finished washing."

Not to mention that the visitor was a guest, and Su Ying had such a big belly, Jiang Qiong did not dare to let her do anything.

He quickly waved his hand and refused, leading them to a shady place under the wall.

"Come on Xiaojiang, these are plums grown by our family. I brought some for you to try."

The other parties were all girls, so Zhang An didn't say much. Su Ying was chatting with them all the time, and Chen Ze interrupted from time to time.

"Thank you, Sister Su Ying."

Jiang Qiong and the others were not polite and took the basket from Su Ying with a sweet smile.

"Wow, these plums are so big, and there are even watermelons? Sister Su Ying, do you also grow watermelons at home?"

When they saw the plums in the basket, they both exclaimed, because the plums from Zhang An's family were not small, but more like small apples.

In addition to a basket of plums, there was also a small watermelon, which was sent by the third aunt today, so Zhang An and the others took one with them.

"My family planted it last year, but not this year. My third uncle's family planted these melons. They sent a few over today, so I brought you one."

It is said that three women make a scene, and Su Ying soon became involved with them.

After a while, Jiang Qiong washed the plums, cut the watermelon and brought it to the yard.

"Sister Su Ying, your plums are so sweet. They are more delicious than those my mother bought before."

Soon, the taste of honey bee plums conquered all of them, and they received continuous praise.

"What is this? In fact, you are too late. These plums are only considered ordinary items in Zhang An's family. They have many treasures."

At this time, Chen Ze began to show off and said that although these plums are delicious, they are not ranked among Zhang An's family.

"If you had come a while earlier, you would have definitely been able to eat his cherries, peaches and strawberries, which are much more delicious than these plums. Unfortunately, you came late and they are all sold out."

Several girls couldn't help but roll their throats when they heard Chen Ze talk about it. They were probably greedy for Chen Ze's words.

After all, the worst plums in his mouth were so delicious, wouldn't other more delicious things be even more delicious?

"It's a pity, but it's okay. If you can't catch up this year, there will be next year."

Anyway, now that they are here, they will have to stay here for at least three to five years, and there will be many opportunities in the future.

"Actually, you don't have to wait until next year. There are also kiwi fruits in the village. They are also very delicious. They will be ripe after October. You can still catch them."

Although Chen Ze is not from Chang Qing's village, this guy really treasures everything Chang Qing has.

"It turns out there are so many delicious things in the village. This is the first time I know about it."

Although Jiang Qiong and the others felt that the village of Changqing had exceeded their expectations, from what Chen Ze said now, it seemed that the village was better than they had imagined.

I think it will be a wonderful life here after I come here.

"The dishes are ready, let's get ready to eat."

Not long after Zhang An and the others arrived, Teacher Little Potato in the kitchen prepared the dishes.

The sun was setting and the scenery was beautiful, so they decided to move the table to the yard to eat.

Chen Ze volunteered to help move the table, and soon a small table was placed in the yard.

"These dishes are so delicious. Teacher Zhang and Teacher Chen are really good at cooking."

To Zhang An's expectation, the home-cooked dishes on this table were indeed very good. It would take at least several years of experience to reach this level.

"Lili did it all. I was just helping out."

Upon hearing Zhang An's words, Zhang Xiao turned slightly red and pointed at Little Potato teacher Chen Lili.

"Hehe, it's all done casually. If it doesn't taste good, please be patient."

Although Chen Lili looks small, her temperament is very cheerful and lively. Compared with the introverted Zhang Xiao, she is simply the other extreme.

"Come on, come on, everyone, sit down, let's get ready to eat."

Jiang Qiong took a large bottle of orange soda and poured everyone a bowl one by one, while inviting everyone to sit down.

I didn’t drink this time because we had just met each other and there were girls across from us, so it was not appropriate to drink.

So when Jiang Qiong proposed to go to the canteen to buy him and Chen Ze a bottle of wine, Zhang An decisively refused.

They are not alcoholics to begin with. If they really wanted to drink, they would have brought it from home.

"Sister Su Ying, Zhang An, and Brother Chen, you have helped us a lot these days, so I want to say thank you."

Several girls carried bowls of soda instead of wine and expressed their gratitude to Zhang An and the others.

"You're welcome. At the same time, I welcome you to join the big family of our village."

People in Changqing Village have always regarded the primary and secondary schools in the village as belonging to the village.

Although the students inside now come from various nearby villages, this awareness has never changed.

Zhang An has been subtly influenced since he was a child, so he naturally feels the same way.

So Jiang Qiong and the others are teachers in the village school, so they are naturally members of the village.

During the dinner, several people were also asking Zhang An and the other natives what they were asking. Of course, most of them were answered by Chen Ze, a half-native.

(End of this chapter)