"How long has it been since you pulled out so many radishes? You are too fierce..."
"Really?"
Li Jiaojiao hadn't said the word "harm", Xiao Luli seemed to have not seen her, she passed her directly, ran to Qu Qianqian's side with bright eyes, and said happily: "Let me see, let me see Sister Qianqian, where is your carrot?"
Li Jiaojiao: "..."
Li Jiaojiao looked at Lu Li who was running to Qu Qianqian's side, and couldn't hold back her pretty face.
When I turned around, I saw Lu Jun coldly glanced at her.
"..."
Li Jiaojiao was stared at by his icy black eyes like a lonely cold pool, as if she had been completely seen through, her face suddenly turned pale, and she took a step back.
Lu Junhan sneered unabashedly.
Just when Li Jiaojiao moved her lips, wanting to say something to break the deadlock.
The man looked away lightly, without saying anything, his tall and tall body passed her, and he left with the carrot bag in his fingers.
Li Jiaojiao: "..."
Li Yue, who followed, couldn't help but frowned when she saw this, her heart froze.
Lu Li's father is not easy to deal with.
…
Under the cool wind, an hour passed quickly.
The alarm clock upstairs rang on time.
The wealthy villager in Room 2 turned off the alarm clock, turned off the TV, hummed a little song leisurely, and swaggered down from the second floor with a rich beer belly.
When I walked to the yard and just went out, I saw that the people from the program group outside were still there.
Crowded crowd.
Everyone's face seemed a little tired, as if they had been exposed to the scorching sun, they were slack, and there were sweat stains on their clothes, and the clothes were all wrinkled.
The rich man looked up and saw that it was cloudy today, and the wind was quite strong and cool. The sweat could not have been exposed to the sun.
So, with a clear face, he laughed loudly and said to the program group, "How are you pulling out? Look at you, the carrots shouldn't be as easy to pull as you imagined, right?"
Fu Hao said that he would pick radishes for an hour for free for the program group, but he actually looked down on the people in the city.
I think, don't say an hour, just give them a day.
They can't pull much!
Since there are not many radishes to be pulled out, the radishes pulled out in this hour should be given to them as alms.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the program crew were more or less unnatural, avoiding his sight.
The rich man wondered: "What's wrong?"
After saying that, he just turned his head and glanced at the No. 1 carrot field in front of the door inadvertently—
He was stunned: "What the hell? Where are my radishes? Where are my so many radishes? Where did they go?"
I saw that it was originally covered with emerald green radish leaves, but at a glance, it was green and lush, looking at a very festive radish field.
At this moment, like a big girl who has been spoiled countless times, she is naked and messy, the field is full of black mud, and there is not a single green leaf in sight.
"It's here!"
Hearing this, the little girl happily raised her white and tender little hands that had just been washed: "They all came here!"
The rich man followed the prestige and saw that the speaker was an extremely beautiful and soft cute little girl.
She squatted on the ground with her little head slightly raised. The two long ponytails on the back of her head hung down on her shoulders. Her small face the size of a melon seed was so white that it seemed to be shining. She looked very cute.
And in front of her were eight big bags full of radishes.
One after another, the radishes in his field.
Regal: "..."
call out!
A knife was stuck straight into his chest.
His heart is bleeding.
The rich man clutched his chest tightly, looking at the big bags full of radishes, he almost had a heart attack on the spot!
The program team coughed lightly in embarrassment, and quickly handed him a bottle of water.
Fu Hao took a good sip tremblingly, and took a breath, as if thinking of something, his heart skipped a beat again, and raised it in his throat.
He hurriedly turned his head and looked somewhere in the field:
"What about my big carrot? It's the biggest one! It also has the most leaves..."
Fu Hao had noticed before that it was unbelievable that there was a radish in the field.
He was ecstatic.
Therefore, every time fertilization, focus on taking care of this big radish.
The radish is also very competitive, it has been growing up, and it is getting bigger and bigger.
Although the radishes are all buried in the soil, it is difficult to tell the size.
But that radish is different, it looks huge just by looking at it.
Rich people have always been very precious.
After all, in such a large field, there is only such a huge radish.
Regal hurts like an eyeball.
He actually thought of this before, but he didn't remind them not to pull out that radish. He just felt that it might take a long time for these weak city people to pull out a small radish, let alone such a big radish.
Together, the group of them may not be able to move.
It doesn't matter whether you say it or not.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the crisp little milk voice sounded again—
"He's here too."
The little girl went over excitedly and removed the big bags containing radishes, revealing the huge radishes lying on the ground, dying with regret.
And the little girl looked at him with black and clear eyes, sparkling, but innocent, as if thinking of something, she tilted her head and asked in doubt:
"Uncle, why are you looking for big carrots?"
Regal: "..."
…
ten minutes later-
There was a loud bang.
The door of Room 2 was closed to them forever.
Not long after, there were heartbroken and miserable cries from the inner courtyard.
One after another.
Endless, very sad!
Those who listened couldn't help crying.
Everyone: "..."
What a crime!
ten minutes ago.
The little girl said that the big radish was behind her, and the rich man's eyes turned black, and his world was spinning.
If it weren't for the people in the program team who had quick eyes and hands to support him.
He had to fall headfirst to the ground, bleeding from his head.
After slowing down for a while, the rich man clutched his chest and took several deep breaths before he managed to slow down.
Then, with messy steps and staggering steps, he walked over with a pale and weak expression.
Looking at the big radish on the ground that he had been taking care of carefully before and regarded as his own son, he squatted down, his dark hands trembling, his eyes were red, his expression was extremely painful, and finally he whimpered:
"My carrot..."
The little girl squatted beside her, correcting him with a milky voice: "Uncle, this is my carrot and dad's, not yours."
Regal: "..."
People from the program group: "..."
Other guests: "…"
call out!
Another stab.
Regal soon immersed in deep sadness.
With trembling fingers, he gently touched the big turnip lying on the ground, as if he was touching the body of his dead son, cautiously and deeply saddened.