Canghai looked at the group of people sitting on the ground speechlessly. To be precise, they were the group of people who came to steal melons. In addition to people, there were five or six animals, either old donkeys or old cows. Anyway, there was no strong animal, and it was quite suitable for these people on the ground, because these people were all old men and women, and there were probably no one under fifty.

There are also young ones, each of whom is only about seven or eight years old, and at most they are only ten years old. They are all left-behind children at first glance.

Hu Shijie walked to Canghai at this time and signaled to several young people in the village who were holding strong flashlights: "Stop illuminating, they are all from the relatives of the countryside. They are not young, don't illuminate their eyes!"

Hearing Hu Shijie say this, the young man moved the strong flashlight in his hand away. He did not look at others' eyes dead, but now he has moved the light away from these people.

Young people are not too polite to these thieves who steal melons.

Because losing a melon can cost a thousand yuan, this is a lot of money for the family. Moreover, all the family can be said to have gone to work these days, just to make the melons grow better and make more money.

Now that I have encountered these melon thieves and stealing money from their own pockets, how can young people not hate them?

Hu Shijie glanced at the faces of these melon thieves, and soon discovered that there were several old friends he knew.

"Oh, Lao Yao, I didn't expect that even you, Lao Yao, have started to steal things," Hu Shijie said to an old man who seemed to be in his seventies in the crowd.

The old man was wearing very torn clothes, and no less than seven or eight patches were applied, especially the bend of sleeves and neck. They were patched and patched, which shows that life at home was not very good.

Although the old man's clothes were torn, they were washed clean and neatly. At a glance, he knew that this family had a diligent woman who was doing housework. The family was poor but the spirit was actually good.

The old man who was called Lao Han Yao by Hu Shijie didn't care and continued to squeeze the pipe in his hand: "You old Hu haven't lived a few days, why do you want to laugh at me?"

Li Lida said at this time: "We haven't had a good day, and we are also a well-known man, but we have no intention of stealing things from the field. Why, you have any reason to go to our village to steal watermelon?"

"You Sijiaping are famous men, but we just stole it today. If you report to the official, you will report to the official. If you want to beat us, you will suffer. Anyway, we will still come in the future! It's not that we want to steal, but that we just want to get some oil and water from your Sijiaping Village. If you eat meat in a big mouthful, we can drink some soup or thick soup. If you avoid porridge, you have to give up one or two bowls, right?"

Lao Yao looked indifferent and said while clattering the dry tobacco, his tone was quite evident.

"You are still unreasonable. Do you want to live without even having a shameless face?" Li Wan said to Lao Yao hatefully.

Lao Yao looked at Li Wan: "Youngsheng, when I work hard, you kid are playing with the cloves and mud. Don't tell me any big principles. We just want to make our family live a better life. Don't do anything. It's not okay to follow you and drink a sip of soup? I'm so old, so what if I don't want this old face? Also, when I was fighting the Japanese, who took your old master out of the dead? If you don't have your master, can you still have this thing?"

When Li Wan heard this, he immediately shut up. There was no way. There was a lot of soldiers in the northwest during the War of Resistance Against Japan. Things were really hard to talk about at that time, and I couldn’t tell clearly.

Hu Shijie walked to Lao Yao, squatted down and took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, tore open the seal, and popped out one from it and handed it to Lao Yao.

Lao Yao took a look, turned his hand holding the cigarette twice, and said with a smile: "You four families are really rich. You are smoking 20 yuan per pack of cigarettes, not like we are still smoking old cigarettes!"

As he said that, Lao Yao put the cigarette on his ear and continued to smoke his dry tobacco with his eyebrows down.

Hu Shijie said: "Old Yao, it's useless to steal melons. If you can't plant these melons well in the soil outside, even if you plant them well, the Japanese factory will not accept you. They have a contract with us, and this thing is to be sold abroad. People pay attention to intellectual property rights, you don't..."

"How do you know if you don't plant well? What if someone can plant well?" Lao Yao raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Shijie and said lightly.

Hu Shijie sighed when he saw this: "Since you don't believe it, I will give you some seeds. You can go back and plant them yourself. Don't come and steal them. They are all big-name people. Is it embarrassing to do such things!"

After Hu Shijie said that, he stood up.

When the young people in the village were unhappy when they heard Hu Shijie say this, they all shouted, "Why! Grandpa Hu, we don't agree!"

Hu Shijie looked at the young people and said earnestly: "If they don't let them take some back to plant, they won't give up. Anyway, we have tried it ourselves!"

When the young man heard Hu Shijie say this, he stopped talking.

The villagers did try to plant watermelons last year, and it was on the land in the town. At that time, there were two or three families planted, and the area was not large. In fact, they were just planting. There were more than ten melons in front of and behind the house. The melons were born, but they were not much different from ordinary watermelons. Although they looked like melons of Sijiaping, they were too small. The largest ones grown in the town were more than ten kilograms, which was far less than the size of those grown in the village.

As for the factory sold to Japanese people, don’t think about it. There is no possibility at all. It is not as high as the bad secondary products here.

After hearing this, Lao Yao looked at Hu Shijie and asked, "You really give seeds?"

"What am I lying to you?" Hu Shijie said.

After hearing this, Lao Yao asked again: "We don't want the seeds from you. Can you give the seeds from Canghai's kid's family?"

Hu Shijie laughed and said, "You old guy are still picking seeds!"

"Don't think we don't know that the best place you grows here is Phoenix Gou and Jiazituo. The quality in your village is generally slightly worse than that of the young kid in Canghai."

Hu Shijie looked back at Canghai.

Canghai smiled and said, "If you want it, I have no objection. I can pick the mother melons for you now!"

Without the tree of life, it is impossible for these people to plant melons. Canghai is naturally not afraid of these people planting them. Besides, Canghai is helpless now.

Hu Shijie didn't expect Cang Hai to agree so simply. He thought Cang Hai would be tricky no matter how he said it, so he was going to persuade Cang Hai.

But now when he heard Cang Hai's reply and went directly to pick the mother melons in the field, Hu Shijie suddenly had some questions in his heart, thinking that Cang Hai shouldn't be so generous.

In fact, Canghai's heart was already helpless by these people. Since the melons were ripe, the people who came to steal the melons were all one after another.

At the beginning, someone stole the melons and went to the Japanese factory to sell them. One or two wanted to sell them to the factory for one or two hundred yuan. Matsuda Akio checked them. How could the factory collect these melons? Not only did they not collect the melons, but they also found the police to catch the melon sellers.

After several times, these people didn't give up and didn't know what they thought about not stealing the male melons. They instead stole the female melons and planned to go home to plant them.

This kind of melon is different from the female melon. The male melon looks like a big winter melon. The female melon is much smaller and it is round and not lost. It is very easy to distinguish. Not to mention that it is an adult, even a child of five or six years old can clearly distinguish it.

The policeman was also helpless because one or two watermelons caught people? In the past month, more than one hundred people were caught, and they were all old men and women, as well as eight or nine-year-old dolls.

The baby can't be caught, but is it easy for the old man and the old lady to catch it? After these old men and women arrived at the detention center, they could not be beaten or scolded. Many people still have elderly diseases. Not only can they not work, but the county is also paying for medicine.

In the end, there was no way. The county bureau reported it to the county, but the county did not handle it. It was impossible to shout and kill and beat him just because he had a few hundred yuan. There was no such law. Later, when he caught these people, he simply focused on persuasion and education because there were too many people.

Persuasion education?

That was nothing at all, so a group of old men and women formed a team to bring their children from home to steal melons.

"You keep your word?" Lao Yao heard Cang Hai agreeing and immediately looked at Cang Hai with a gaze, with hope in his eyes.

Canghai was stunned by Lao Yao's gaze, and suddenly it seemed as if something had knocked on the tip of his heart.

Once upon a time, Canghai also saw such a look in his fellow villagers. At that time, Canghai was still young and went to the New Year market with adults. As children, they would like to see Huahua’s New Year market, but the adults had no money to buy it. They cruelly pulled the child and turned their heads away. Those who were dissatisfied with it took out the money and discussed with others that a pound of small noodles costs five yuan, so can they spend 50 cents to buy a few and give it to their children to taste it.

Lao Yao didn't know that his eyes stirred up Canghai's memories. Seeing that Canghai didn't say anything, he immediately urged: "You kid, if you can, if you can't, you can't. Why are you pretending to be deep?"

"Oh, you are a stolen melon, and you are so angry in your words. Why, does our second brother Hai still owe you?" Wei Changhao said dissatisfied.

Canghai came back to his senses at this time: "Of course I'll forget what I said, but I tell you, the water and soil there are not suitable for growing watermelons. The nutrients in the soil are insufficient, and the melons will not grow at all. If you add in the soil incomplete, the cost of the melons that come out will be too high and are not cost-effective at all!..."

When Lao Yao heard this, he sighed and bowed to Canghai: "Even if we know, how can we give up if we don't plant it? You don't know, there are more than two acres of melons planted in Zuojia Village. The melons are growing well, and now they have produced small melon buttons as big as fists."

Cang Hai frowned after hearing this, thought for a while and asked, "How long has it been planted?"

"More than a month!" Lao Yao said.

Canghai understood as soon as he heard this. There must be an acquaintance in the Zuojia Village. Their melon seedlings must have been leaked by the villagers. As for whom it was leaked, just check who has relatives from Zuojia Village and you will know.

Hu Shijie obviously thought of it and frowned.

When others steal melons, they also leak melon seedlings from the people in their own village. The nature is different. In the eyes of the villagers, stealing melons is just a thief, but if you get out the melon seedlings from the village, you will be trashed.

Thinking of this, Hu Shijie looked at Miao Zhengwei, who was two steps away from him. Miao Zhengwei looked up and looked at Hu Shijie. The two of them immediately understood what the other party was thinking.

Canghai was not happy, but this matter was difficult to avoid in Canghai's opinion. There were still a few vile lice on the emperor's body, and who can't have many poor relatives who want to come to him?

Moreover, this matter is not under the jurisdiction of Cang Hai. The nominal boss in the village is Miao Zhengwei, and the boss who is the most useful in speaking is Hu Shijie. It is better for them to offend things like this. Anyway, they both occupy the position and must be strong enough to achieve it!

"You go back first today. Come to the village tomorrow. I will take you to pick some mother melons. Let's take you back to plant them one by one, right?" Cang Hai said to Lao Yao.

After hearing this, Lao Yao replied: "We won't go back anymore. The weather is not cold now. We can find a nest on the ground for a night. How about you help picking melons tomorrow morning?"

"It's up to you!" Cang Hai stopped talking after he said.

When he heard Cang Hai agree to give seeds, a group of old men and women immediately became happy with their baby.

But the happiest thing here is not the people who steal the melons, but the college students who came to watch the lively city.
Chapter completed!