The melons planted in the Ge style are all made of organic fertilizers such as pig manure and chicken manure, and they never use chemical fertilizers to grow melons.

Melon, if you pick and eat it now, is not only sweet, but also fragrant, filled with the primitive atmosphere of the farm's pastoral, eating in the mouth, it seems to open up the muscles and veins all over the body.

There was once a cultivator who suddenly went mad and encountered a demonic obstacle, not only could he not continue his cultivation, but also faced danger to his life.

When he was unconscious, this cultivator's mouth continued to say one word: "Sweet, sweet, sweet......"

When his senior brother heard this, he immediately shouted, "Oh, it turns out that his spleen is damaged, hurry up and give him a quick sweet!"

The spleen is sweet in the five flavors, and this senior brother also has some knowledge, and he actually knows that sweetness can replenish the spleen.

However, the words of the senior brother may not be so effective, and the junior brothers hurriedly fed the little junior brother half a catty of sugar.

Half a catty of sugar went down, and the little junior brother was still unconscious, and continued to shout: "Xiang, Xiang, Xiang......"

Another senior brother looked at the senior brother who had just had a bad idea and said: "What kind of spleen is damaged, eager to eat sweet, you only know one thing, you don't know the other, this little junior brother, his body is so fat, but you have to feed him half a catty of sugar! His body is obviously lacking incense, and he should make up the incense in time!"

So, a few little junior brothers hurriedly fed half a bottle of flavor to the little junior brother.

As a result, the little junior brother became even more unconscious, and said weakly: "Melon, melon, melon......"

Master, who had been observing silently, spoke at this time. Said: "Hehe, the two of you, one knows only one of them." I don't know the other, one is only the other, I don't know the other! What he urgently needs now is not only sweet, not just fragrant, but both sweet and sweet!"

The other apprentice listened and said, "Then." Mix half a catty of sugar and half a bottle of flavor together. Give it to him. ”

When the master heard this, he smiled and said, "You are letting him die early! In the vast world, among all things, everything is a man-made synthetic thing. Whether it's fragrant and sweet. It's still sweet and fragrant, then it's no longer sweet and fragrant, but something that is three points toxic!"

When the apprentices heard this, they were immediately puzzled, and said in unison: "Master, what should I do then?!"

Master smiled and said, "Hehe, it's so easy, look for God!"

The apprentices were still puzzled. Once again, he said in unison: "Master, God can give sweetness in the incense." Is there something sweet and fragrant?"

Master smiled and said, "Hehe, of course I can give it!"

When the apprentices heard this, they continued to be confused, and once again said in unison: "Master, how can you ask God for this kind of sweet and sweet thing?"

Master smiled and said, "Hehe, God has already given it." ”

When the apprentices heard this, they still said in unison: "Master, aren't you kidding us, that kind of sweet and sweet thing, where is it?"

Master smiled and pointed out the window, and said, "It's in the melon field we usually plant, go, hurry up and pick a melon!"

The apprentice complied, hurriedly ran out, picked a fragrant and sweet melon, and immediately fed it to the senior brother.

After a while, the little junior brother who had fallen into the evil spirit woke up and said: "I, remember, everyone remembers, in the future, you must eat what God gives, don't eat people's food, I just ate artificial cucumbers and artificial eggs, so I fell into the evil!"

After eating a big melon, the golden boy was already a little full in his stomach, but the melon was too sweet and fragrant, and his stomach accommodated a strong nature, and the golden boy mastered the knowledge of sweetness, so he ate three smaller melons in one go.

"Haha, Master, look at your belly, you are too good to eat!"

The voice of a rural girl as sweet as a melon came from behind the golden boy.

Before looking back, the golden boy had already heard that it was Golan who had sent melons again.

The golden boy turned around, chewed melons in his mouth, sprayed melon flavor, and said to Golanlan: "Golanlan, your action of picking melons is really fast enough!"

"What do you mean, Master, don't you like your apprentice to work well?" Goran looked mischievous, and his eyes were already aimed at the big melon in the melon field.

At this time, Ge saw the golden boy, so he immediately came over and affectionately let the golden boy pick melons and eat them casually.

Then, Ge looked at Golan Lan and said, "Lan Lan, my face is sweating from work, come, wipe the sweat." ”

Just now, Ge used a shovel to dig a ditch to water a melon field that had already picked a stubble of melons, and by the way, he washed a piece of his body clean.

There was an explanation before, and Ge Zheng had a small abacus to let Lan Lan and this foreign demon establish a more intimate relationship than that of master and apprentice.

On weekdays, Ge Jiaoshi observed carefully, and felt that a few girls in the village were quietly approaching this foreign demon.

However, Ge is full of confidence, Lan Lan is so handsome, she has already used other girls in the village.

It's just that Ge has not yet made his little abacus and Golan clear.

In fact, you don't need to be a grandfather, this kind of thing, when you are a granddaughter, you often know more than when you are a grandfather.

"Grandpa Ge, it's not easy for you to grow such a large field of melons by yourself. "The golden boy said from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, people are afraid of work, work is afraid of work, I am alone, I can serve two acres of melons. Lan Lan, go, pick a few more melons for your master. "Go-knack.

In front of his grandfather, Golan was a little embarrassed to show his closeness to the golden boy, no matter how skinny Goran was, there were also some rural girls who were reserved and reserved, so they were embarrassed to tell some jokes with the golden boy in front of the old man.

So, Goran ran to the field to pick melons, and his pretty eyes took aim at a more well-proportioned white melon in the melon furrow.

"Lan Lan, pick a few bigger melons for your master, melons are good for your body!" After Lao Ge finished speaking, he picked up the shovel, took steady steps, and went to the other end of the melon field to work.

The old man deliberately left this sweet little space to his granddaughter, so that they could plant the seeds of happiness in their hearts.

In fact, the golden boy had already seen the direction of Golanlan's gaze, and as soon as Lao Ge walked away, he stepped over a few steps, picked the oval-shaped white melon from the melon seedling, and came back a few steps back, handing the big white melon to Golanlan's hand.

"Haha, Master, how do you know that I love this white melon?" asked Goran with a smile as she reached for the melon.

"Your eyes tell me, didn't your eyes have long been on this melon? Goranlan, eat it quickly, this melon can be beautiful." ”

"Can melons be beautiful, beauty ......?" Goranlan's apricot eyes suddenly widened.

In the vocabulary of a little rural girl, there seems to be no word beauty.

The golden boy realized that his words were outrageous, so he said casually: "This melon looks exactly like your face, and of course it looks better if you eat it." ”

Although Goran wanted to eat the melon very much, after taking the melon, he was not in a hurry to eat it, and his eyes were fixed on the right hand of the golden boy.

The last time he fought to the death with the king of Shang, the golden boy's palm was injured and cut a few cuts, and now, it has long been covered with bloody scabs, the back of his hands, and his wrists.

From Golanlan's gaze, the golden boy can see that Golanlan cares about him, which shows that Golanlan has good roots, and it is not difficult for a girl like Golanlan to embark on the right path in life.

"Lan Lan, what do you always look at my hands for, you can eat melons quickly. "Golden Boy Road.

Golan Lan still looked at the golden boy's hand and said, "Master, what did you do with your hands, she has a few blood scabs, rub some cura oil." ”

Kara oil, is the name of the rural people, is the skin care oil packed in the river shell, the packaging of this skin care oil, is the factory processed river shell, the appearance is smooth, milky white, the two pieces of the shell have a natural bite button, buckle very tightly, the oil is used up, the children buckle it tightly, put it in the basin, the effect of the air in the shellfish, in the water one by one, bubbles, the children shouted that it came to life.

This kind of curah oil has no fragrance at all, and when applied to the hands, it sticks to the wotou or cakes when eating, and has a spicy hazi flavor.

When I went to Baitou Town to buy it, a bottle of cura oil was only three dollars, but some children in the countryside could not afford it.

Goranlan's little hands don't need to rub the carad oil, and they are very elastic, although they are a little dark, but they are very delicate, and she has always been a model of hygiene in the first to fourth grades of primary school, and her little hands are washed cleanly.

Instead of breaking the melon and eating it, Goran squatted on the edge of the ditch and washed it with clear well water with his two small hands.

The golden boy squatted opposite Goranlan, naturally admiring Goranlan's graceful posture of washing melons, his eyes stayed on Golanlan's hand for a while, and then he unconsciously moved inward, his eyes entered Goranlan's inner world, and what he saw was an unusually pure heart.

As if he was suddenly aware of it, Golan then raised his head, stared at the golden boy fiercely, and asked, "Master, why does your gaze look like an awl?"

The golden boy immediately retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Well, yes, what you said is not wrong, my gaze is two awls, otherwise, I can't hook the big white melon hidden under the melon seedlings." ”

"Big white melon......" Goran seemed to be thinking too much, and couldn't help but look down and look at his chest.

The golden boy immediately said: "Golanlan, don't you just let people pick melons on the melon seedlings?

Golan thought too much about it again, and couldn't help but say, "Master, I know what you mean! You're not talking about me, are you? Master, isn't that one on me just like a melon? Look at which woman didn't hide those two melon-like things in her clothes!" (To be continued......