"Sister." Xie Zhao's voice was low and restrained, with a hint of restraint in it, which made Cheng Yaoyao's heart pound.

Xie Zhao held both of her hands, unable to break free. She closed her eyes as if to escape, and threatened in a timid tone: "You dare... I, I'm going to be angry!"

The cool and moist night breeze blew by, and the jasmine flowers by the water trembled in the wind, the buds blossomed, and exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

Xie Zhao bent down his tall body and completely embraced Cheng Yaoyao in his arms, so that even the moonlight could not glimpse this charming spring scene.

"Be good, I'll just take a look..."

…

Cheng Yaoyao huddled aside, humming angrily, tears still in the corners of his eyes, and refused to pay any attention to Xie Zhao no matter how he coaxed him.

All men are bastards!

Xie Zhao coaxed her for a while, but Cheng Yaoyao was still angry, so he picked up the watermelon that had been soaked in water from the river and broke it in half. He used a spoon to scoop up the sweetest piece of melon flesh in the middle and fed it to Cheng Yaoyao: "Sister, have a bite."

Cheng Yaoyao grabbed a handful of grass and threw it at Xie Zhao: "Get away, you big rascal!"

"...It was you who refused to let me go." The word 'hooligan' made Xie Zhao's ears hot. He pursed his lips and defended himself in a low voice.

As soon as he said this, he realized that something was wrong. Cheng Yaoyao immediately got angry and rushed over to him with red eyes, "You are talking nonsense! Shame on you!"

"Okay, it's me." Xie Zhao raised the melon with one hand and stroked her hair with the other.

Cheng Yaoyao was fascinated by Xie Zhao's voice, and it took him a long time to calm down after whispering in her ear. She secretly glanced at Xie Zhao, who had a straight and calm expression, and didn't seem to be making fun of what happened just now. He finally calmed down.

Cheng Yaoyao pouted, glanced at the watermelon in Xie Zhao's hand, and hummed, "Is this watermelon sweet?"

"Very sweet." Xie Zhao followed suit and immediately fed the spoonful of watermelon to Cheng Yaoyao's mouth.

Cheng Yaoyao reluctantly opened his mouth and took a bite. The sweet juice was as cool as honey and rushed into his throat all at once, making him feel cool all over.

Cheng Yaoyao suddenly perked up and took the spoon and started eating.

The traditional rule in Tianshui Village is that you can eat melons when you visit the melon fields, but you can’t take them away. As soon as Cheng Yaoyao arrived at the fields today, he personally picked a melon that had been soaking in the river water. It was very cold when he took it out, just right for eating.

The melon was not big, so Cheng Yaoyao and Xie Zhao ate it one bite at a time and finished it in no time. Their hands were full of watermelon juice, so they ran to the river to wash their hands.

Xie Zhao squeezed a handful of soapberry leaves, held Cheng Yaoyao's hand and rubbed it on. Cheng Yaoyao was still angry with Xie Zhao, so he pushed his hand away in disgust and washed it himself.

Xie Zhao lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Sister, don't run too far. There is a snake."

"!!!" Cheng Yaoyao immediately stuck close to Xie Zhao, staring at the sparkling river water vigilantly. The river water was dim at night, and bubbles popped up from time to time, scaring Cheng Yaoyao. "Where? Where is the snake?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xie Zhao grabbed her hand, applied the soap liquid on it, and rubbed her slender fingers clean bit by bit. Only after she was clean did he pull her up.

Xie Zhao pulled up a rope and scooped out a narrow bamboo basket from the river. There was some sound inside.

Cheng Yaoyao came over to take a look. There were several miscellaneous fish and many reddish-brown crayfish inside. "There really are crayfish! I'll make spicy crayfish for you tomorrow!"

"Well, then catch more." Xie Zhao poured the fish and shrimp in the baskets into one basket, threw a few skinned frogs into a narrow bamboo basket, and put the two baskets back into the water, waiting quietly for the fish and shrimp to enter the jar.

Xie Zhao said, "I'm going to check the melon field. You want to rest here?"

The melon field was endless, and the grass in the distance was pitch black, with rustling sounds from time to time. Cheng Yaoyao shook his head without hesitation: "I don't want it."

Xie Zhao held her hand and said, "Then let's go together."

The moonlight was like frost, illuminating the field below. Cheng Yaoyao followed Xie Zhao and patrolled the melon field. The country folk were simple and honest, and apart from some scoundrels and children, few people came to steal melons. The melon watchers were on guard against some small wild animals, such as hares and wild boars.

Cheng Yaoyao asked, "Are there any wild animals?"

"Zha?" Xie Zhao's eyes showed some confusion, "Is it an animal?"

"Well, it's an animal that looks like a hedgehog." Cheng Yaoyao gestured and explained to Xie Zhao, "To steal melons, you have to stab it with a steel fork..."

Xie Zhao said he had never seen a hedgehog, and said if Cheng Yaoyao wanted to play with a hedgehog, he could catch one for him. Cheng Yaoyao remembered the bamboo rat that died tragically in Xie Zhao's hands last time, and politely refused him.

However, Cheng Yaoyao's words reminded Xie Zhao, and he brought a rabbit trap and set a few in the melon field. After inspecting the huge melon field, he found nothing unusual except a grass snake that scared Cheng Yaoyao.

After a lot of hard work, the dew gradually fell. Cheng Yaoyao rubbed her arms and finally felt cold. Xie Zhao wrapped Cheng Yaoyao in the blanket he brought and let her sleep for a while in his arms.

Cheng Yaoyao yawned and leaned against Xie Zhaohuai calmly: "Then call me in the middle of the night and I'll take your place."

"Yeah. Go to sleep." Xie Zhao raised his hands and covered Cheng Yaoyao's eyes.

The moonlight was blocked by Xie Zhao's hand, and everything in front of her was dark. Cheng Yaoyao leaned on Xie Zhao, and the sun's energy permeated her body, making her feel extremely comfortable, and she soon fell into a dream.

Cheng Yaoyao slept very soundly until she was woken up by the sound of birds singing and running water.

"Hmm..." Cheng Yaoyao tilted her head and found that she was resting her head on Xie Zhao's legs. Xie Zhao supported his chin with one hand and put the other hand on her waist. His narrow eyes were closed, and the expression on his face that always kept people away from him faded a lot.

Xie Zhao always ate and drank enough, and his cheeks were no longer as thin and sunken as before. The lines of his jaw were especially smooth, showing pure masculine beauty. After one night, some green stubble appeared on his chin. Cheng Yaoyao stretched out his fingers to touch it and cut his hand.

Xie Zhao shuddered, then suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were cold and clear, without any sign of sleepiness at all.

Cheng Yaoyao still held up that sinful little hand, and his heart stopped beating when he stared at her: "..."

"Sister." Xie Zhao saw Cheng Yaoyao lying in his arms, his eyes softened instantly, and he pulled up the blanket that had slipped down, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"I was woken up by the birds' singing." Cheng Yaoyao withdrew his hand, grabbed Xie Zhao's clothes and whined.

The sky was still gray and it was still early. Only the early birds were chirping non-stop. Xie Zhao said, "If you feel sleepy, sleep a little longer."

"You didn't even wake me up at night." Cheng Yaoyao complained. She was lying on a thick lawn and covered with a blanket, but Xie Zhao's coat was soaked by the dew. "Aren't you cold?"

"I have nothing to do at night, so I slept for a while." Xie Zhao asked her, "Do you want to sleep again?"

Cheng Yaoyao woke up early and felt confused. He lay in Xie Zhao's arms for a long time, half asleep and half awake, and then said, "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'm going to go see if I've caught the rabbit."

Xie Zhao wet a towel and wiped Cheng Yaoyao's face. The cold river water froze Cheng Yaoyao and she shivered, and she woke up immediately. She squatted upstream to wash and ran to look at the condoms with great interest.

Xie Zhao set three traps in total. He actually caught a gray hare, another one caught a very small rabbit, and the third one missed. All the corn kernels were eaten up, leaving many chicken claw-like footprints on the sand.

Xie Zhao put away the empty condom and said, "This is a pheasant's footprint."

"Yeah!" After Cheng Yaoyao played with the little wild rabbit for a while, Xie Zhao let the little rabbit go and tied the big wild rabbit's four legs with a rope and carried it up.

Xie Zhao brought up the basket from the river and caught a lot of lobsters in the second half of the night. Xie Zhao poured the fish and lobsters from the two baskets together, which was quite a lot.

Xie Zhao carried the game and Cheng Yaoyao held a blanket, and the two walked back home in the dew and morning light.

The two of them tiptoed into the yard. Grandma Xie had already gotten up and looked at Cheng Yaoyao with concern: "Yaoyao, are you tired of tending the melon field? The water is ready, go wash yourself and then rest."

"Not tired, I also caught a rabbit, I can make spicy diced rabbit." Cheng Yaoyao stretched his waist and boasted, "And spicy lobster!"

Xie Zhao held back his laughter, put the crayfish and rabbit down, and went to get water for Cheng Yaoyao.

Grandma Xie couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'll clean up the shrimps in a while. Go wash up quickly, you are covered with sand, how did you get it?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yaoyao froze while stretching and stammered, "Where... where is the sand?"

Grandma Xie patted her with a towel and said, "Your back and hair are all covered with it. Did you roll around on the floor? Didn't you bring a blanket with you? Really."

"I, I, I... I'm going to get some clothes to take a shower!" Cheng Yaoyao ran away as if he was escaping.

Cheng Yaoyao took a hot bath happily, and when she came out with her hair down, Xie Zhao was already sitting at the table eating breakfast. Cheng Yaoyao walked over, and Xie Zhao handed her a bowl of dried porridge.

Cheng Yaoyao ate two mouthfuls and his eyelids drooped. Grandma Xie said distressedly: "It's not good to sleep in the melon field, right? Are you frozen?"

"No...no." Cheng Yaoyao shook his head vigorously, "It's quite fun. I'll go again today."

"Eat more, then go to sleep." Grandma Xie gave her some pickled basil leaves, and said to Xie Zhao, "Brother Zhao, don't work in the morning, go to sleep for a while."

"Yeah." Xie Zhao nodded.

Cheng Yaoyao secretly glanced at Xie Zhao. Although he was the one who had not slept all night, he looked full of energy. Unlike Cheng Yaoyao, he looked sleepy as if he had absorbed too much yang energy.

After all, sleeping in the melon field was not as comfortable as sleeping at home. Cheng Yaoyao was a stickler for habits, so of course he couldn't get used to it. After dinner, he lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep again, and didn't get up until noon.

The crayfish in the basket had been cleaned by Grandma Xie, and the meat had been peeled out and marinated with rice wine. Cheng Yaoyao put two spoons of oil, chili sauce, bay leaves and green peppercorns into the pot, and after frying them until fragrant, poured in the crayfish meat, stir-fried it for a few times, poured in soy sauce and a little white sugar, and let the snow-white shrimp meat be coated with the sauce before serving.

The lobster meat is transformed into white shrimp balls, the meat is tender, and the sauce is spicy and slightly sweet, which makes you want to swallow your tongue. Pour the boiling sauce on the rice, and you can eat three bowls of white rice!

The remaining fish were fried in oil and boiled into a pot of milky white fish soup, which was fragrant. Grandma Xie liked this light fish soup more and praised it for being delicious: "Normally, my family doesn't like to eat fish because it tastes fishy, ​​but the one Yaoyao made is delicious."

Xie Zhao didn't say anything, but he kept using his chopsticks, and Xie Fei couldn't stop praising him. Cheng Yaoyao smiled smugly. In fact, it's not that the country folk don't like to eat these fish and shrimps, but they are reluctant to use oil when cooking them, and they can't suppress the fishy smell, so naturally they think it doesn't taste good.

There are about three or four pounds of lobster meat in this basket. We can’t finish it in one meal, so we soak it all in sauce. It tastes better after it cools down.

The next morning, Xie Zhao was going to drive a tractor into the city. Cheng Yaoyao packed a can of lobster meat and followed him into the city.