Stealing melons and standing dates is something that almost everyone born in the countryside has done, except for girls.
Wan Feng had done a lot of such things when he was young in his previous life, whether in Longjiang or Beiliao, and had accumulated a wealth of experience.
For example, if you want to steal watermelons, if you enter a watermelon or cantaloupe field at night and just grope around blindly, you will not only waste a lot of time but also most likely fail to steal any watermelons.
Sometimes when you are possessed by evil spirits, the melon under your feet may make a crackling sound, but your hand just cannot touch it.
The simplest way is to pull the melon vine. The difference between having melons on the vine and not having melons is very big. As long as you determine that there are melons on the vine, just follow the vine and touch it.
When you touch the melon, you just need to judge whether it is raw or ripe.
The idiom "follow the vines to find the melon" was most likely invented by a melon thief in ancient times.
This trick won't work if you're trying to steal cucumbers at night, because the cucumber vines are tangled in the racks and pulling them won't do any good.
The most practical trick to steal cucumbers is to use your arms to move up along the bottom of the cucumber rack. As long as there are cucumbers, you can reach them with your arms.
This is the most time-saving and labor-saving method.
But so far in this life, Wan Feng has not stolen even a single cherry.
Everyone in grandma's family was eating melons, including his grandma who called him a spendthrift.
Wan Feng didn't eat them. He picked up two melons, put them in his pocket, and ran out the back door to the river to exercise.
He had now mastered the second major part of the wrestling routine to such an extent that he could perform it instinctively and skillfully even without stopping his brain.
As for the third routine, he had slowly memorized more than half of it.
This last routine should be the most difficult one. It contains many incredible movements and tricks. Most Wan Fengs simply cannot understand what it is for.
After the drill, Wan Feng washed off the sweat on his body and lay on the beach looking up at the stars.
The Milky Way in the sky was exceptionally bright in the summer sky. Wan Feng was just about to see if Altair and Vega were facing each other across the river when a rustling sound came from the bushes not far away.
"There's a snake in that bush, and it's biting its butt."
There was a rustling sound from the bushes not far away, and a figure floated over. It sat next to Wan Feng and hit him.
"Bad guy, I told you not to scare me!"
Wan Feng stood up, took two melons from under a bush and stuffed them into Luan Feng's hands.
"Where did it come from?"
"They gave it to me."
"Who gave it to you?"
"Are you annoying? You're eating melons and still asking where they came from. If I tell you they fell from the sky, would you believe me?"
Luan Feng giggled, took a bite of the melon and chewed it like a mouse, then said something that left Wan Feng speechless.
"Old Liangtou's melon, he will give you the melon, it must be you who stole it."
How did Luan Feng also know that this was Lao Liangtou’s melon?
", have you ever stolen Old Liang's melons?"
"No, I haven't stolen it." Luan Feng denied it flatly. She felt that it was not an honorable thing for a girl to steal melons.
"I believe it's really weird, how could you not steal it! Old Liang would have burned incense if you didn't rob it."
Luan Feng laughed so hard that her body went limp. She fell on Wan Feng's shoulder and handed the melon to Wan Feng's mouth: "Take a bite."
"I've eaten, this is all for you."
"Do you dislike me?" Luan Feng looked resentful.
This woman's train of thought is so bizarre, it's as unpredictable as a child's peeing time. What's the connection? If I don't bite you, does that mean I dislike you?
In order to prove that he didn't dislike her, Wan Feng had to take a bite, and the woman immediately smiled happily.
But what happened next was speechless. Luan Feng insisted on the distribution plan of "you take a bite, I take a bite", and asked Wan Feng to be the principal.
If you don't accept the big hat, you will fly away. What about looking down on the poor and lower-middle peasants and creating ethnic conflicts? It's just short of racial discrimination.
In order to avoid being condemned by international public opinion, Wan Feng had no choice but to give in.
So the two cantaloupes were quickly sold out.
"Old Liang's melons are so delicious. If you haven't eaten enough, you bad boy! I let you eat them all."
Look, it is said that women’s hearts are as deep as the sea, but why does no one describe women who are talkative?
Wan Feng believes that the female talker is even more powerful than Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong has seventy-two transformations, and Wan Feng thinks the female talker has at least seventy-three transformations.
Luan Feng is a living example. Just now, she was eating a bite at a time, but now she blames Wan Feng for eating it all.
Wan Feng decided to use silence to counter these unreasonable and overbearing words.
"Hey! Let's go to Old Liangtou's melon field and steal the melons. Don't be scared by the manure fork he holds. He can't catch up with us."
Wan Feng leaned back and fell weakly on the beach.
This life is so unbearable.
He educated Jiang Jun well, but he didn't expect that a traitor would appear by his side.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"I want to die. I don't want to live anymore."
Luan Feng giggled and leaned over Wan Feng: "Don't die! What will I do if you die?"
"I won't die if you stop stealing from me."
"Okay! I'm scared of you now. I won't steal Lao Liangtou's melons anymore."
"That's right, because from now on you can eat Lao Liangtou's melons without having to steal them. I'm going to sell Lao Liangtou's melons from tomorrow, and I'll save two for you."
"You want to sell melons? Where are you going? Can I go with you?"
"We're going to the county town. Why are you going with us? Stay home and learn how to make clothes."
What a joke, he went to sell melons and was followed by a woman, how disgraceful.
"Shouldn't you be getting up?"
"What?"
"Aren't you tired of lying on top of me?"
"I'm not tired!"
"I'm so damn tired!" Wan Feng pushed Luan Feng away and sat up.
"Humph! You're not gentle at all to me."
…
July 11, 1980, Friday, sunny.
A little after six in the morning, Wan Feng pushed his bicycle out of his grandmother's house.
His bicycle was decorated in a particularly stylish way today. On either side of the rear shelf hung a fifty-centimeter-long basket, with a white wooden box tied to the shelf.
When this person flew across the street in the east end, he scared away countless geese and ducks.
If you want to ride a bicycle to the melon field in Laoliangtou, you can only go up from Waqian Team, because there is only a bicycle path there, and this path happens to pass in front of Jiang Jun's house.
When Wan Feng passed by Jiang Jun's house, Jiang Jun was just coming out of the bathroom with his bare chest and sleepy eyes, and was still pulling up his pants.
Jiang Jun spotted Wan Feng immediately with his sharp eyes, ran out like the wind, and stood around looking at Wan Feng's bicycle curiously.
"What are you going to do?"
"Doing business to make money."
"Can I go too?"
"Do you have a bicycle?"
Jiang Jun shook his head.
"That's it. You can't carry it on your back. Wait until you have a bicycle."
Wan Feng walked away in a leisurely manner. He had no idea what kind of harm his back would cause to Jiang Jun.
Jiang Jun looked at Wan Feng's back and two lines of hot... snot flowed down his face.
"I must have a bicycle!" Jiang Jun made a bold statement.
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