Liu Meihua was also very surprised. She looked at the watermelon cut into two petals. The red pulp and black seeds were full, but not many. The fresh and sweet smell came to her face. Before eating, she thought it must be very sweet and delicious.

Fu Yingying couldn't wash his hands. He took a piece first, took a bite and brightened his eyes. "It's delicious. This watermelon is really delicious."

Liu Meihua also tasted a few mouthfuls and was immediately shocked.

The mother and daughter ate half of them, and their stomachs were a little full. This watermelon is really delicious, fresh, sweet and juicy. After eating it, it exudes a cool feeling from inside to outside.

"Yingying, you give this half watermelon to grandma sun, and I'll pick another one and send it to your third uncle." Liu Meihua said with a smile. Thanks to the third brother's help the day before yesterday, he caught Li Dafu.

After hearing this, Fu Yingying frowned and said, "when you send the watermelon like this, my grandparents will scold you for not giving it to her. Even if you can forget that they sold you, I can't forget it."

She doesn't mind sending it to her third uncle, but her little foot grandmother sits at the door all day. If her mother sends it, she can be found by her sharp eyed grandmother at a glance.

Liu Meihua was embarrassed. "I... I almost forgot that your grandmother was sitting at the door! I still won't give it away. Give this half to grandma sun and let her and Xinghai taste it."

For the sun Xinghai family who spared no effort to help them, Fu Yingying is very willing, because it is worth it. Those people of grandparents are blood sucking leeches, and they are not worth being nice to them at all. With that mind, it's better to do something else.

Fu Yingying was just about to go, when he heard sun Xinghai's voice outside, "Yingying, are you at home?"

Fu Yingying put down the watermelon and opened the door. "Uncle Xinghai, what's the matter with you?"

Outside the door stood sun Xinghai and beside him stood chef Li.

"Uncle Li, what's the matter with you?" Fu Yingying was surprised. His eyes flashed over chef Li's arm. "Uncle Li, don't you use the scald cream I boiled for you?"

When Liu Meihua came out and saw chef Li, she quickly smiled and said, "brother Li, Xinghai, hurry in and sit down. The watermelon in the backyard is ripe. Have some watermelon."

Chef Li came in with sun Xinghai. Just about to say about the scald cream, he saw the watermelon on the table not far away. He was stunned. He walked quickly. He couldn't help cutting several watermelons quickly, took a bite slowly, and narrowed his eyes into a seam. "Is there any more watermelon? I want all of it."

"There are only seven or eight at home, not many, so I didn't want to sell them." Liu Meihua apologized. "If brother Li wants to, I'll bring you one when I leave."

Sun Xinghai also ate a few watermelons and couldn't help nodding his head. "This is the best watermelon I eat. None of them. Don't eat it. This watermelon can sell at a good price. Brother Li won't treat you badly."

Liu Meihua nodded, "that's OK. There are seven or eight in the backyard. If brother Li wants it, just take it away."

Chef Li especially wants to see how such delicious watermelons grow. "Can you take me to have a look? I'm very curious. Meihua sister, I don't lie to you. The fruit you sent me has become a name in our store, but the quantity is too small. Now customers order fruit, but there is no fruit. Alas, it's a pity. If you can order more, how much I want."