Golden Fishing Village

Chapter 851 857. Lure the tiger away from the mountain (15)

The weather was hot, and after Ao Muyang gave the trough to the tourists, he took Zhu Zhu to pick a watermelon to take home.

Just after he found a big watermelon and picked it, he saw a group of children bending over and approaching, just like the Japanese invaders entering the village, quietly.

"What are you doing?" He threw a piece of dirt over.

Ao Xiaojun, who was walking in front, shivered. When he saw Ao Muyang here, he immediately laughed awkwardly: "Ha, Uncle Xiaoyang, you are here to steal watermelons too?"

Ao Muyang glared at him: "Who is here to steal watermelons?"

Ao Xiaojun looked at the watermelon he had just picked in his arms, then looked at his face and asked: "Uncle Xiaoyang, do you have money? How much is this watermelon?"

Ao Muyang blinked, he didn't have any money!

"Hehe, this is the watermelon that Uncle Xiaoyang planted. Can Uncle Xiaoyang's picking watermelons be considered stealing?" He said unhappily.

Ao Xiaojun stood up and said, "Yes, it's not stealing when we pick watermelons. The watermelons are bought by the village committee, and the land is also the village's land. The grown watermelons are collectively owned."

He turned around and waved his hand: "Okay, no need to hide, we can pick watermelons openly, this is not stealing watermelons."

A group of children stood up, roughly no less than 20, and scared Ao Muyang: "What are you doing? This is not stealing watermelons, this is robbing!"

Ao Xiaoniu said: "Uncle Xiaoyang, we are picking watermelons for business, for the village."

"What are you doing?" Ao Muyang looked at him suspiciously.

"Go poke the hornet's nest!" Ao Xiaomi rushed to say, "The existence of that hornet's nest is a safety hazard. If there are children from the city - uh, I mean, did you see these city children? They were almost stung by hornets today, right?"

Faced with his question, a group of brightly dressed, fair-skinned city teenagers nodded in unison: "Yes, yes, yes." "That hornet is so scary." "I was almost bitten to death."

Hearing them say this, Zhu Zhu, who was holding a watermelon out of boredom, brightened his eyes and asked: "Is it the big hornet's nest in the woods behind the village? You want to poke it? Then you must take me with you, go together."

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "Why go? It's so dangerous. I'll find a few adults to poke it another day."

When it was transplanted, the small nest was only the size of a teapot. Now it is getting bigger and bigger, which is indeed a safety hazard.

The teenagers waved their hands quickly: "No need, no need, let's do it, we should also make a contribution to the village."

Ao Muyang thought about it, poking a hornet's nest is not a big deal, he did this in his childhood, and he did it frequently for a while. Every day, his friends would go all over the mountain to find hornets' nests to poke, but it was not just for fun. At that time, the conditions were not good. After poking a hornet's nest, they could harvest bee pupae and fry them at home.

But this hornet's nest is a bit big, and it is more dangerous after all, so he decided to go with him.

Poking a hornet's nest requires all the tools, a helmet is fine, but a raincoat is not good enough.

The fat boy said his idea, Ao Muyang smacked his lips and gave a thumbs up, this fat kid is really smart.

So they took away six watermelons, cut the watermelons in half and eat them, and the remaining rinds can be buckled on the head.

This watermelon is well grown and now fully ripe. The flesh inside is red and gauze. It is sweet, moist and has a good texture.

Ao Muyang led a group of children to eat, and their saliva and water flew together. Their stomachs were round. When they couldn't eat anymore, they picked out the flesh and shared it with the general and the brothers of the wolf family.

Wolf Er wanted to eat the watermelon rind, and watched the rind being eaten up and put away. He wanted to take a bite, but was slapped in the face, which made him feel wronged.

The fat boy patted his bulging belly and burped with satisfaction: "It's great, stealing watermelons and poking hornets' nests, this is the childhood time!"

Another city boy hesitated and said: "Well, I'm full and don't want to poke hornets' nests anymore."

"Then you go back first." Ao Muyang said.

The boy thought about it and stayed, and said with determination: "It's okay, I'll pee a few more times later, and I can eat some honey on an empty stomach."

Ao Muyang smiled, this is a beautiful thought, wasps are wasps, not bees, they can't produce honey.

There is a mud pond by the lake, and a group of children took off their clothes and rolled in the mud pond after eating and drinking.

An old man guarding the melon shed was shocked when he saw it: "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Come up quickly."

The teenagers rolled in the mud and ran in a swarm, then stayed in the sun for half an hour. While the lake mud was half dry, they put on watermelon peels and walked to the back mountain together.

Ao Muyang was very impressed by it. These kids are really hardworking in order to make trouble.

A group of teenagers lined up and walked on the mountain road. A tourist came towards them and was startled, thinking that the watermelon had become a spirit.

Young people are now very good at having fun. Some of them took out their phones to take crazy selfies and send them to their Moments. Others opened a live broadcast room with their phones and shouted as they walked: "Did you see our equipment? Purple equipment, full body! We will go to fight the big boss, the Hornet's Nest, later. Don't worry, the whole process will be live broadcast! I promise you, the whole process will be high-energy. Find a soft cushion and kneel down and get ready to shout 666. Is there any brother who can give me a plane? All right, old buddy, let's go!"

The wasp nest hangs on the edge of the woods, now attached to the fork of a willow tree, more than one meter long and half a meter wide, standing there like a big mud puddle, at least one or two hundred wasps are circling around it, and the buzzing sound of their wings can be heard from a long distance, like countless fighter planes, the effect is amazing.

Ao Muyang hesitated and said: "This thing is too big. When we were young, the one we poked was not even a quarter of its size. Your equipment is not very good."

Ao Xiaoniu handed the helmet to Zhu Zhu, then put on a melon peel himself, and said bravely: "It's okay, I'll go to the front!"

The fat boy volunteered: "Brother Niu, this is really dangerous, otherwise we can do Sun Tzu's Art of War, I will go to the opposite side and use a slingshot to hit the wasp nest to attract the attention of the wasps, and you take the opportunity to pick him!"

"You are really a clever little ghost." Ao Muyang praised.

The fat boy became a target in this way, and they put two more raincoats on him, which was absolutely foolproof.

The raincoats used by fishermen are not the thin plastic sheets on the market, but very thick and heavy, with interlayers inside, because the sea is rough and the raincoats are too light and will be blown around by the sea breeze.

With two raincoats on, even a knife can't pierce through them, but this thing is also well sealed. The fat boy sweated profusely after putting it on.

The fat boy staggered to the other side like a tumbler, and he raised the slingshot and shot the projectile.

Ao Muyang shouted: "If a wasp stings you, throw away the slingshot and put your hands in your pockets, and don't expose your skin outside!"