As soon as the low sugar spoke, the barrage was shocked.


    [Or it would be better to drink some Chinese medicine to condition it, and you can''t always be a greedy girl]


    [I scolded me when I bought pink watermelon in the supermarket. I was grateful to Qiao Qiao if I was willing to sell my pink watermelon]


    【Don’t say, the weather has been warm recently, I really want to try this watermelon…】


    [Just talking about pink, I have to eat it if the melon tastes heavy]


    [We mean that one of the lottery draws today is probably not allowed, but is the pink watermelon sold? 】


    Everyone was chattering in the live broadcast room, but Yang Zhengxin was "kuakua" two bites. Although she didn''t have three bites of melon, she ate the half of the melon she had hammered off cleanly.


    After eating, my cheeks were covered with shiny juice. Then I sniffed my cheeks for a while and then sighed: "It''s delicious!"


    "Really!" He was afraid that everyone in the live broadcast room would not believe it, so he immediately described it with a stroke: "Although the melon is not ripe, the taste is as crispy, and it tastes full of juice, with a little green grassy smell, and a little bit of melon with a little bit of melon. Sweet, and that rich melon fragrance..."


    "In addition to repairing the sky, I felt like I was pounding after eating, as if I was moist."


    Hey, is there something wrong?


    He reflected on it, but obviously all of them were true descriptions, so he raised his head again and emphasized: "The melon tastes very strong! It tastes delicious!"


    Everyone in the live broadcast room finally broke the defense.


    [I don’t believe it, how can it taste delicious if it is not cooked? I don''t believe it, I don''t believe it]


    【Okay, okay! There is no lower limit for melon dealers, I''m blowing pink watermelons - you''re selling it]


    [Hmph, no link or truth, do you think it tastes delicious? I believe it. 】


    The questioning words spread all over the screen, but Yang Zhengxin was full and drank, and browsed: "Don''t believe it? If you don''t believe it, then I can''t do anything. Who can''t let you eat it? A brief..."


    Adults will look deliberate and greasy when making faces, but he is obviously a teenager. He is laughing and scolding in the live broadcast room at this moment. Everyone can''t do anything except clench their fists silently.


    Damn it!


    Qiao Qiao is still a kind person. At this moment, she stared at the other half of the watermelon in her hand and stuffed it back into Yang Zhengxin''s hand: "Then you eat more delicious food, and I''ll pick one cooked for you."


    Yang Zhengxin subconsciously took a bite at the irregular plane he had hammered out. As the juice was pasted on his face, he reacted again: "Hey, I''ll eat this melon later. You''ll find the ripe one, what should I do if I can''t eat it. ? ”


    Qiao Qiao turned her head and grinned at him, brilliant, simple and natural: "Then I will eat with my sister and brother!"


    With the live broadcast room rampant hahahaha, Yang Zhengxin suddenly couldn''t eat it: "Jiao Qiao, you have changed!"


    Lu Chuan looked at the pitiful him again, and he endured it again and again, but still couldn''t help laughing out loud: "Xiao Yang, if you can''t eat it, just put it aside. It''s okay to go back and give it to Da Pearl."


    "Come on, wash your hands and pick melons for Qiao Qiao live broadcast."


    Without Yang Zhengxin, the child will definitely leave the live broadcast room empty again.


    Song Tan pulled Lu Chuan back and forth along the trail, and asked him, "The watermelon ice cream you made last year is much delicious, much better than my aunt''s. Will you still make it this year?"


    The watermelon I gave to my aunt''s house last year, the couple is really a traditional old ox. That is really not to enjoy it for themselves. The motto of life is for children.


    The couple only tasted one and found it delicious. All the rest were juiced in the refrigerator and waited for Zhang Yanping to come home for the New Year and the Festival.


    The problem is that the watermelons were sent back by Zhang Yanping, so he lived in Song Tan''s house. When did he want to eat them?


    Therefore, when it comes to watermelon popsicles, the first thing you feel is not sweetness, but pressure. However, if this ordinary watermelon popsicle was replaced by Lu Chuan when he was in the imperial capital, the taste would be different.


    "Make it." Lu Chuan did not hesitate: "If you want to eat, I will make more. I will try a few new recipes this year. After all, there are more fruits now."


    "Okay, you can pick it if you can use it."


    Song Tan was also happy - on the return trip last year, the hot heating in the car was blowing, and a few small and cute watermelon popsicles in the insulation bucket were really refreshing and delicious.


    If it weren''t for the delicious food, she wouldn''t have been obsessed with this year.


    Lu Chuan thought for a while: "Do you drink? If you drink it, leave me some of the wine this year. I''ll try to adjust some ice drinks - those that can be used to adjust the alcohol, Qingdi Sushan, Peach Ding Crushed Ice... are all more interesting .”


    He is not a professional, he is made of ice cubes, various beverages and fruit pulp that he watches online. But the advantage is that the color is beautiful and the taste is not bad, which should be in line with Song Tan''s picky mouth.


    Song Tan nodded quickly: "Do you want to use mint for this kind of bartending? I haven''t planted it at home this year. I''ll cut it at my doorstep."


    Mint grows fast, and after a rain, it may be able to crawl a large area, which is enough.


    The two discussed the delicious food and drinks that will be presented in summer. Now they have arranged to buy a freezer and put them in a special way. Qiao Qiao has been wandering around the field for a long time, and now one in the left hand and one in the right hand:


    "Sister, these two are definitely OK."


    Song Tan looked at it.


    No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!


    Well, it turns out that children still have to make more friends. I met two new friends and contacted each other every day, and now Qiao Qiao is so confident.


    She shook her head: "Then you give it to Xiao Yang, I don''t like to eat pink."


    Live room:…


    [No, I chose this melon, and the anchor just happened to be selected. Why did our sister know that it was not ripe at first glance? 】


    [She is so sure, I don''t believe it]


    [What are our sister and brother-in-law talking to each other just now? curious. The anchor will buy another microphone, I sponsor it】


    【well! Our sister was overwhelmed by love, and now she doesn’t choose watermelon anymore]


    Yang Zhengxin was holding a cell phone to take a picture of the melon in Qiao Qiao''s hand. When he saw the barrage, he looked up and then reached out without believing in the evil way: "Joqiao, come on, let''s see if the melon is ripe."


    He clenched his not-so-big fist again, and Bangbang punched his two watermelons, and both of them had their mouths cracked.


    But... you don''t need to break it apart completely, you know that these two are still pink.


    "This is not scientific." Yang Zhengxin was puzzled: "The melon we picked in the first time was a small one, but this time I saw the two big ones that Qiao Qiao picked, why can''t it work?"


    Song Tan couldn''t help but hold his forehead: "Oh, stop hammering, if you hammer it down, you will be overwhelmed by the whole melon field."


    She bent down and reached out, and just picked a watermelon off the vine, then took two steps forward and grabbed another one.


    "Come on, try the cooked ones."


    Yang Zhengxin looked at the two big and small melons in complexity, then looked at Song Tan, and punched them down again.


    "Click"


    When he looked down again, he couldn''t help but feel sad and angry: "This is unscientific!" (The end of this chapter)