While several melon farmers were discussing watermelons at Shi Lichun and his brothers' home, a melon farmers' cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked up his cell phone and looked at it. The stranger called.

He hung up without thinking, put it back in his pocket, and said with disdain on his face, "Hmph, these calls were all called by scammers, and he wanted to cheat me of money, and he was dreaming."

As soon as he finished speaking, another melon farmer's cell phone rang.

Shi Xianlin didn't look at the caller ID, so he just picked it up.

"Hey, Boss Liu, hello, hello, yes, I'm Shi Xianlin. What, what you said is true, okay, okay, I will tell others." Shi Xianlin's expression became more and more excited.

After he hung up the phone, the other melon farmers immediately asked curiously, "Shi Xianlin, look at your happiness, did you encounter something good?"

Shi Xianlin said excitedly, "That was Boss Liu's phone call. He said he wanted 30,000 kilograms of watermelon. My family planted three acres of land. The mature watermelon is probably only 50,000 kilograms. In other words, there is still more than 20,000 kilograms left?"

When the other three melon farmers heard this, they were so shocked that they stood up from the haystack where they were sitting, and their expressions were also excited.

"Dalinzi, what you said is true? Boss Liu really said that? Isn't this a liar, right?"

"Not long ago, didn't he order the 20,000 kilograms of watermelon from Shi Lichun's family?"

"Shi Lichun said that their watermelons will not be sold. If he sells it, can't Boss Liu buy other people's homes? There are tens of thousands of kilograms of watermelons in my field, and they will be picked and sold one by one in a while."

"No, you sold more than 10,000 kilograms of watermelon, so how do we sell tens of thousands of watermelons in our family?"

More than 10,000 kilograms of watermelon, four or five thousand yuan.

If you don't sell it, it will all be rotten in the field.

Now let alone Simao, even Sanmao, they will sell them.

"My family also has tens of thousands of kilograms. Can you just allow it to sell it? It's not enough for me to sell it?"

"My watermelons are more beautiful than yours and sweeter than yours."

"Haha, your watermelon is more beautiful and sweeter? You don't have to worry about your tongue when you say this. In Shibei Village, except for the three brothers Shi Lichun, the watermelons are really well grown. The watermelons of other families are all the same, and no one can compare to anyone's better!"

"Okay, don't argue anymore. Boss Liu said that he has already driven over, so we should hurry to pick watermelons in the field. Boss Liu wants 30,000 melons, and my family is estimated to be 5,000 kilograms. You can go to the field to pick some of the remaining ones."

"The watermelons from several of our families can pick and sell, and they only need 20,000 to 30,000 kilograms together. Are you sure Boss Liu wants 30,000 kilograms? But don't let the watermelons be picked at that time, but we don't want it again."

As long as there is no deposit, such a backlash may happen frequently in rural areas.

After hearing this, Shi Xianlin hesitated for a moment.

He said, "I'll call again to ask. After I've asked clearly, it's not too late for us to pick watermelons in the field. Also, I'll definitely have to ask someone to pick watermelons."

Even though his family doesn’t have many watermelons, only five or six thousand kilograms, the young people go out to work. The old ones and young ones in the family are the only ones who can work, so they will definitely not be able to choose, and they have to hire three or four people.

When I thought about it, it would cost hundreds of dollars to ask someone to make it, I felt a little painful.

The income of five or six thousand kilograms of watermelon is only two or three thousand yuan. It is really heartbreaking to remove the labor costs of a few hundred yuan at once.

But there is no way to not hire someone. The couple can't pick five thousand kilograms. Even if they can pick them, Boss Liu can't wait long. If it comes to the end, Boss Liu doesn't want these watermelons anymore, and they have no place to cry.

Shi Xianlin called back the phone number of Boss Liu. When the other party answered, he asked nervously, "Boss Liu? Hello, hello, I am Shi Xianlin. I called to make sure that you are coming to our village to buy 30,000 kilograms of watermelon? Oh, okay, okay, I understand."

After a while, Shi Xianlin hung up the phone.

Then he told the other three melon farmers, "Boss Liu is sure to ask for 30,000 kilograms of watermelon, the premise is that he must first go to the field to see the watermelon. If he grows crooked, he will definitely not want it."

"That must be."

The three melon farmers nodded unanimously.

"Since it is confirmed that it is 30,000 kilograms, according to the ripe watermelons in the fields, it should be almost the same according to our four families."

"Then let's go home and invite someone to go. We must not be able to pick up so many watermelons. We have to ask someone to pick them up and load them up."

"Go, go, go!"

While walking, he said, "I didn't expect Shi Lichun's family to reject Boss Liu, but it made us a few cheaper. Haha, after we sell the watermelon, we won't have to worry about sleeping anymore." Villager Shi Bangliang said, "Although the price this year is a bit lower, at least you don't have to worry about being rotten in the field now. You can lose a lot of money. Otherwise, if you lose all your money, you will really cry and don't know where to cry."

Rural people rely on the income of this acre of three cents of land throughout the year.

But once the things planted cannot be sold, it means that the year will be in vain, and the effort you put in will be in vain.

"Shi Lichun doesn't know what he thinks. He listens to a little girl and says he won't sell it if he doesn't sell it." Shi Bangming laughed and mocked, "Do you regret it when the melons are rotten into the ground?"

"You don't care whether other people's melons are sold or not. His family lives so well. Even if all the watermelons are rotten into the fields, it will be a waste of money this year, rather than spending a few years of savings. Their family still has a house, a car and money."

Villager Shi Bangqing said sour words, "Besides, his niece is Shi Yashu's daughter. Their family is so rich and connected, maybe their niece found a buyer and sold all the watermelons from their family."

He said this, but in fact he didn't think Shi Lichun's niece would help sell it.

If I could help sell it, I started helping a few years ago, not now.

Just two years ago, it was raining for half a year, making it difficult to sell watermelons. Shi Lichun’s three brothers’ watermelons were only sold in a small part, most of which were rotten in the field.

If Shi Yashu's family could help, would the watermelons rot in the field cause their brothers to lose a lot?

"Oh, Shi Yashu is really good. She clearly lives so well and the married family is so rich, but she doesn't want to help her parents' family."

"The water splashed by the married daughter. Sure enough, no matter how high the girl is trained to have a higher education and how many books she read, it is for her in-laws' family."

"I heard that Shi Yashu married her husband with a net worth of billions. Haha, if she is willing to help her parents' home, as long as a little bit leaks out of her fingers, she doesn't know how good her parents' brothers were. Then she still needs to farm at home all year round and do so many tiring work like us?"

"Okay, let's go home and ask someone to pick watermelons. Boss Liu will come later."

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