The poor man grows watermelon

Yu Sanbao is ten years old this year. Although he is a young man, he is white and tender, very handsome.

At this time, the little guy was sitting on the embankment, holding bright red candied haws in his hand, eating sweetly in small bites.

When the villagers coming and going saw him, they greeted him one after another——

"Where is Sambo sitting here?"

"Is Sambo endorsing the book again?"

"This child, Sanbao, is really a pain in the ass!"

Yu Sanbao had no choice but to smile sweetly all the time, coping with the care and praise of the grandparents.

No way, who told him to be the child most like his father?

Yu Sanbao not only looks like Su Ye, but also looks like Su Ye, so he has received more attention since he was born.

Of course, Yu Sanbao also has his own abilities, otherwise he wouldn't be the head of this generation.

A tall and thin little man ran down the river slope, shouting as he ran, "Boss, Boss, I heard great news!"

Yu Sanbao chewed the candied haws in his mouth carefully, and asked very calmly, "What news?"

The little man stared eagerly at the candied haws in his hand, and swallowed quietly.

Yu Sanbao's beautiful eyes widened, he moved his hands away, and declared in advance, "My elder brother specially made this for me, don't even think about it."

"Brother Xuewa made it?" Hearing this, the little man became even more greedy, "Boss, just let me eat one, just one..."

"No food!" Yu Sanbao said bluntly, but quietly looked at the other party with somewhat soft-hearted eyes.

The little man laughed and begged, "I'll help your family pick the hawthorn later on. It doesn't cost you money. Is it possible?"

Yu Sanbao puffed his face, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked the smallest one and bit it off the bamboo stick, "Hey, I'll just give you one, is there any more?"

"Hey, just one!"

The candied haws were still stained with three treasures' saliva, but the little man didn't dislike them at all, happily put them in his mouth, and chewed carefully.

"Look at you, it's as if you've never seen candied haws..." Yu Sanbao said with disgust, but involuntarily split the bamboo stick in half with his little white hand, and passed half over.

The little man couldn't wait to receive it, and bit off the whole thing in one bite. The crunchy sugar layer fell to the ground, and he picked it up and ate it again.

"Hee hee, the candied haws made by brother Xuewa are delicious, no wonder even the emperor praised them, my mother can't make this taste."

"Naturally, everything my elder brother cooks is delicious." Yu Sanbao said proudly.

"By the way, what's the big news you just said?"

"Oh," the little man mumbled while chewing, "I heard from Yu Miaomiao that Brother Douzi is going to your house to propose marriage."

Yu Sanbao stood up suddenly, "Propose marriage? Who?"

"Of course it's Brother Xuewa. Everyone in the village knows that Brother Douzi really likes Brother Xuewa."

"Like a ball! Who made him like it? Stop talking nonsense here!" Yu Sanbao was so excited that he almost pushed the little man into the river.

The little man frowned, and said aggrievedly: "Boss, why are you in a hurry? It's not me who said it, I also heard it from Yu Miaomiao—I know you don't want Brother Xuewa to get married, so I'll come here and tell you Well!"

Yu Sanbao looked at him, and after a while, he asked awkwardly, "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"It's okay, I'm wearing thick clothes." The little man smiled innocently, "Boss, tell me, what if Brother Douzi really goes to your house to propose marriage? Will Uncle Ye agree?"

With a sullen face, Yu Sanbao said in a low voice, "It's probably possible...Daddy always praises Brother Douzi for his ability."

Xiao Han nodded, "My mother said, Brother Douzi is really capable in managing such a large farm at such a young age."

Yu Sanbao stared, "What did you say?"

The little man immediately changed his words, "I mean, no matter how capable Brother Douzi is, he is not worthy of Brother Xuewa!"

This is the truth, in the entire Yujia Village, as long as there are men of all sizes who don't marry a wife, who doesn't regard Xuewa as the lover of their dreams?

The little man said, "What should I do now? Yu Miaomiao can tell, Brother Douzi will go to your house to propose marriage in three days."

Yu Sanbao's eyeballs rolled around, showing a determined smile, "I have a solution."

-

Yu Douzi and Su Xuewa are the two most outstanding young people of this generation in Yujia Village. They happen to be a man and a twin. The two children have been in love since childhood, and everyone has tacitly agreed that they will get married when they grow up.

Unexpectedly, when Xuewa turned 14 years old and girls and men of the same age were discussing engagements one after another, there was no news from the two families.

Two years later, other young people got married one after another, and the two families still had no intention of having a wedding.

Now, Xuewa is eighteen, and Yu Douzi is 21. Just when everyone couldn't help but start to think in a wrong way, Su Ye finally let go.

Almost at the same time, a rumor quietly spread in the village.

"Hey, have you heard? No wonder Brother Douzi hasn't gotten married at this age, so he likes men!"

"Like men? Isn't that like Uncle Ping and Uncle An Zi?"

"Hmm, [-]% yes!"

"How can I do that? Can the two men give birth to a baby?"

"Anyway, I didn't see Uncle An Zi was born..."

The little fellows were having a lively discussion, and a feathered arrow shot "swish" from the hillside, and the whole arrow fell into the burning earthen kiln.

"Yu Xiaosi is here to shoot someone again! Run away!!!"

The little guys "boomed" and fled in all directions with their heads in their arms.

A small black and strong figure appeared on the hillside, holding a longbow in his small sturdy hand and carrying a quiver on his back, looking at those people angrily.

Yu Sanbao ran over from another direction, and reproached him, "Si'er, have you forgotten what you promised Daddy earlier?"

"No." The little guy replied sullenly.

"Then you still shoot people with arrows!" Yu Sanbao said angrily.

"They speak ill of godfather!" The little man showed no sign of weakness.

Yu Sanbao choked, feeling a little guilty for no reason, "Then what...they are mainly talking about Brother Douzi, Uncle Ping and Uncle An Zi are just passing by."

"It's not okay to piggyback!"

Yu Sanbao sighed like a little adult, and changed the subject in a timely manner, "Si'er, you heard, what is burned in this kiln?"

Yu Xiaosi sniffled and said naively, "It's taro."

"That's a good time!" Yu Sanbao pretended to be pleasantly surprised, and coaxed his younger brother's shoulders, "Don't Si'er like eating taro the most? They ran away, just for us to take advantage of it."

"Yeah." Yu Xiaosi grinned, smiling foolishly.

-

Su Ye's kitchen is both spacious and trendy.

There is a row of closets embedded in the wall facing the door, and there are all kinds of bottles and cans, as well as food and vegetables.

There is a long cooking table on the east and west sides, and the bluestone table top is flat and clean.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the window lattice, and on the cooking table, the round goose eggs in the bamboo basket are inlaid with a layer of gold shell.

A young man with exquisite eyebrows was busy with his hands and feet. He picked up a goose egg, wiped it with a dry sackcloth, quickly rolled it in a wine bowl, and then carefully smeared a layer of coarse salt on it. , and then put it in the jar next to it.

A handsome young man leaned against the door and softly called, "Brother."

Xue Wa turned her head, her eyes were full of love, "Don't you peek?"

"Hee hee, how did the eldest brother know that I was peeking?" The little man walked up to the boy's side and hugged the boy's waist skillfully.

Xue Wa scratched his nose pamperingly, "Going to fight pheasant with Xiao Si'er again? It smells like roast chicken!"

Yu Sanbao smiled, winked and said: "Brother, you don't know, Si'er is really amazing! Such a big bow can be fully drawn at once, hum, if you ask me, it's better than Brother Douzi."

Yu Xiaosi has followed Shaoping into the mountains since he just learned to walk, and now he is only eight years old, no matter how powerful he is, he can't compare with grown men.

Xuewa smiled and did not refute her brother's words.

Yu Sanbao quietly observed Xuewa's expression, deliberately making a look of hesitating to speak.

Xue Wa blinked her eyes, and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Could it be that someone is jealous of our Three Treasures being smart again?"

Tears flashed in Yu Sanbao's eyes, and he softly called out, "Brother..."

"Huh?" Xue Wa quickly squatted down, distressed: "Why are you still crying?"

Xuewa was eight years older than Sanbao, so it could be said that he raised this younger brother single-handedly. In addition, Sanbao was the most similar to Su Ye among the children, so Xuewa's affection for him was somewhat closer than others.

"Brother, don't you marry Brother Douzi, okay?" Yu Sanbao squeezed out two tears.

Xuewa half-kneeled on the ground, hugged the little man into her arms, and asked warmly, "Is it because of rumors in the village? Does Sanbao also think that Brother Douzi likes men?"

Yu Sanbao pouted and didn't answer, but said sullenly: "Brother, don't marry him, don't marry anyone."

Xuewa laughed, "If I never get married, what should I do when I am old, toothless, and unable to walk?"

With a sullen face, Yu Sanbao said decisively, "I'll support you!"

Xuewa burst out laughing with a "puchi", this eccentric little brother really hurt him to the core.

-

The crisis in Yu Sanbao's heart has not been resolved. Although he tried his best to spread such rumors, the adults in the family only listened to it as a joke.

Last night, he deliberately ran to the two fathers' houses and listened for a long time, and angrily found that the possibility of his eldest brother getting married was still very high.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

The little guys gathered at the "secret base" under the river slope to discuss countermeasures together.

Yu Sanbao gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "Now, I have to use my trick."

Little guys, you look at me, I look at you, with a confused face, "Boss, what is a 'unique trick'?"

"It's the last move to win. Uncle Zhuzi always uses his unique moves to drive away the enemy on the battlefield."

Hearing Su Qingzhu's name, the little fellows suddenly showed a look of admiration, "What is the boss's unique skill?"

Yu Sanbao folded his arms, squinted his eyes, and hummed seriously: "Just wait and see!"