Chapter 2181: Chapter 1858: Habitual Thief, Habitual Thief
The livestream audience was drooling—
[When I have money, I’m definitely getting a phone that can taste the food!]
But what can you do, the streamer was being so inconsiderate, and the three arranged for the eating show didn’t care about their images even a little.
These were young, single men and women who shamelessly faced the camera, sticking their fingers into the crack of a melon and pulling it apart with force—
With a "crack," the sweet melon was split in half.
The fully ripe melon pulp had a deep yellow color, and the fragrance was intoxicating. The male streamer couldn’t help taking a bite, and then he beamed with delight:
"So fragrant and sweet!"
He still had residue from the last melon on his face but was blissfully unaware:
"When I was a kid, I actually liked the melon pulp the most. You might not think so because it’s full of seeds, but when you chew it, it’s crunchy, and the whole pulp is like honey; sometimes it tastes even better than the melon!"
The barrage of comments was extremely frustrated.
Unable to eat, unwilling to close the livestream, all they could do was sit angrily, watching the streamer flaunt himself.
Some scoffed in the comments:
[That’s because you couldn’t pick a ripe melon, so you think the pulp is tasty]
[Picked an unripe melon, didn’t you? The flesh isn’t sweet, but the pulp is sweet, blaming the melon, huh?]
The female streamer was more cautious: "This one has a crack, I’m worried the pulp’s gone bad from rainwater, better scoop it out..."
But this scent, it’s truly delightful.
As she was speaking, a fluffy big dog’s head suddenly popped up, staring at the three people eagerly.
It’s the honest and steady Dabao.
Dabao panted, tongue out and tail wagging on the wet grass, watching intently, gaze determined, his black face serious!
Yet from his tightly closed mouth, a thin string of drool began to trickle down in front of the camera.
Everyone: ...
Female streamer: ...
Dabao the Casro looked shiny black and somewhat fierce. Initially, they would walk around him a bit, but later they found him to be a reliable guard dog.
Often spotted patrolling after meals in the mountain canteen, they gradually relaxed over time.
Now, with such a silent yet honest face, showing such longing, the nurse didn’t want to scoop out the pulp.
"Why, why are you just squatting here with me? My hands are entirely clean..."
Why indeed, here was the channel, just washed the melon here with some water.
With the way she was washing things, you wouldn’t think she was in the nursing profession.
But anyway, hey, a bit dirty, won’t make you sick!
Dabao’s drool was nearly two miles long, so the female streamer eventually found a somewhat neat patch of grass and carefully scooped out the pulp.
The stringy sensation was so akin to dissecting some tissue...
The other nurse curiously said:
"Did you guys notice, the streamer has lots of dogs, but when we eat, we see all the other dogs, except those three mutts, never seen them at the mountain canteen."
That’s right.
The doctor said absentmindedly: "I didn’t notice until you mentioned it, maybe their breed is too ordinary?"
Indeed, the breed is ordinary, not those gradually more expensive, hyped purebred rural or yellow dog with white face or the like.
It’s really just a mix of some sort, not too big or too small, somewhat fawning personality, couldn’t exactly call them ugly, they are well-nourished, sleek and shiny, full of wits.
But to say they have a great appearance, compared to the other dogs at home, they’re still somewhat lacking.
Everyone was munching as they forgot about the livestream with zero presence, pondering instead:
"Is it because they are mutts, so..."
No, watching the garden is a job, doesn’t matter if it’s a mutt or what, aren’t they all the same?
"I got it, is it because they weren’t trained?"
[Nonsense!] someone shouted in the livestream:
[You bunch of newcomers don’t understand, those treasures were raised under our watch, how could I not know if they were trained?]
[Honestly, trained they were, but the results...]
[Let’s not bring it up, the dark history shouldn’t be mentioned again.]
[Let’s give the kids some face, I declare! The streamer blindly pursued breed, that’s what delayed the Baobaos’ education!]
[Some dogs, if they’re not in this job, there must be a reason...]
[Exactly, is it looking down on our Baobaos Five, Six, Seven?]
[It indeed looked down, last year saw Liubao stealing chestnuts, soybeans in the mountains, later stealing peppers, cucumbers in the fields...]
[A habitual thief, habitual thief...]
[Liubao is so good at internal theft and cover-up]
[Liubao... Isn’t that the one who can’t count, only knows up to three? When caught, only counts to three]
Oh boy, just during a few bites of melon, the commentary filled up densely again.
Glancing at the Casro dabbling in melon pulp greedily with an honest look next to them.
Tsk!
Those three mutts, there’s probably nothing to steal at the farm now.
...
Song Tan set up a stand and came over to Zhu Lingqi with a basket.
Looking down, the aroma of melons was strong, but the melon skins were a pitiful sight.
"Brother Lingqi, this... sigh!"
She really couldn’t say much else, so she crouched down, attempting to pick out the cracked melons from his basket, but in the end, hardly any good ones were left!
Great!
No point in making a fuss over this. Song Tan placed her empty basket beside him, picking up his big one:
"Brother Lingqi, taking these back will cause stomach trouble, I have space to handle these on my side—take some good ones instead."
Otherwise why do people talk about ’feng shui’? There must be something to it. Otherwise, why did every cousin from the uncle, aunt, and more all grow up with such characters.
Unbelievable.
Song Tan thought expressionlessly, wondering if all these oddball men center themselves as her relatives for a reason... Could she have absorbed all the blue smoke from their ancestral grave in her past immortal cultivation?
With this thought, Song Tan sighed somewhat genuinely and then picked a flawless, good-looking melon from the vine, lovingly handing it over:
"Brother Lingqi, have something good."
Zhu Lingqi: ???
He instantly countered: "I’m picking mine, why do you care how I eat? Don’t interfere here, save the good ones for selling, eating them back home won’t taste sweet."
After a pause he added: "Rest assured, I’ll pick some good ones for Yanping’s family."
Transport card worth exactly 50 yuan! Fuel’s expensive nowadays, if it weren’t for Minmin’s convenience, he’d opt for the bus instead.
Ah, dating does cost some money indeed.
Thinking of the transport card, how much does a full throttle to the fruit market cost? He will definitely pick seriously.
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