Eating big melon is so refreshing

"Dad, I'm sleepy." Xiao Qiulin yawned. His small body became sleepy after eating. He just walked two streets and felt sleepy and tired.

Zhao Erlang stood up and said goodbye to his parents, threw a look at his third brother, and Zhao Sanlang also stood up and said goodbye.

Xiao Qiulin stretched out his little hand, but his old father ignored him and picked up his fat sister. He stood beside him with a look of aggrieved look on his face. Does it mean that he deserves to be ignored just because he is not chubby?

Zhao Wulang grinned, picked up his aggrieved little nephew, walked a few steps, and put him on the carriage.

Zhao Sanlang held Daqing in his arms, while Mrs. Du held Xiaoqing. The child and his mother sat in the cart. The two brothers sat in the front of the cart and slowly drove the mule and horse cart back.

Xiao Chunya finally felt sleepy after sitting in the car. She felt that yawning was contagious. The ancient Mid-Autumn Festival didn’t seem to be very interesting. She felt that the atmosphere here was very depressing.

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After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it felt like time passed quickly. White snow was flying all over the sky and the earth was covered in white.

"Are you sure? Where in the middle of winter can such fresh cucumbers and such juicy vegetables be grown?" Xiao Chunya felt a headache. What was going on?

"Who cares? We don't need to show our faces when we trade. Soldiers at the border don't bother to care where these things come from. In the middle of winter, we have to eat radishes and cabbages every day. No, there are no radishes and cabbages in the Gobi Desert. They are all dried vegetables." Xiao Qiulin said, "Brother Mingyue, why do I feel that the yield of your fields has increased?"

Master Mingyue said helplessly, "It's not that the yield is high, but that we have an extra thirty acres of land."

"Big landlord, why don't I have this luck?" Xiao Chunya said sourly, "Those uncles and uncles in the village are playing palace fighting to fight for a piece of land. When I go back home during the Chinese New Year, I will have to watch another big show."

Xiao Qiulin frowned and said, "All the fields in Zhaojia Village are low-quality fields with very low yields. Where are the potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn?"

"If you refresh the exchange system, can new functions pop up?" Xiao Chunya said, "I miss the sweet fruit corn, the taste of roasted sweet potatoes, and the sour and spicy potato shreds. When can I have a bite?"

"Huh? It can really be exchanged." Xiao Qiulin looked a little surprised and said, "It's not crops that are exchanged, but merit points."

"Who has merit points? Oh my god, my panel has been refreshed." Xiao Chunya broke down in the next second and stared at the panel in front of her with big eyes.

Host: Zhao Chunya

Age: four years old

Health: 80 (60 and above is considered healthy)

Speed: 70 (upper middle)

Strength: 104 catties

Charisma: 77 (average)

Merit points: 10 points

"I have 10 merit points, do you have any?"

Xiao Chunya was happy. It must be difficult to have merit points in this life, right?

Master Mingyue smiled, "I have 8 points."

Xiao Qiulin stammered, "30 points." As soon as he said that, he immediately felt the dagger in the fat sister's eyes. He said very tactfully, "I will exchange 20 merit points for potato seeds."

"Brother, I love you."

"You love potatoes. I'm no longer a three-year-old child. I'm four and a half years old." Don't try to fool me, huh!

Young Master Mingyue coughed lightly and transferred the cucumbers, Chinese cabbages, carrots, and leeks in the space to Xiao Qiulin's space in several batches. Then his yard had a few more yaks, a few goats, a few jars of wine, large corals, and night pearls.

"Fuck! Brother, which place did you exchange to?" Xiao Chunya was shocked to see the big corals and night pearls. There is no sea around the Daye Dynasty, so the business scope crosses national borders?

"I don't know either. As long as the conditions are met, the system will automatically trade." Xiao Qiulin said, "This big coral is nice. Does Fatty like it?"

"It's pretty, but when I think that corals are actually bugs, I lose the desire to collect it." Xiao Chunya feels that she is a normal person, and no normal person would like bugs.

Young Master Mingyue silently stuffed all these messy things into the space. He wanted to find a time to move these things that were in the way to his elder brother.

"Where are the potatoes? Brother, hurry up and exchange them." Xiao Chunya was most concerned about the potatoes. He saw his brother took out twenty potatoes from the space and watched Master Mingyue put them into the space to plant.

“How many days will it take to mature?”

"Uh, I don't know." Master Mingyue answered honestly.

Xiao Chunya had a look on her face that said, "What's the use of you?" She turned her head away proudly and said, "Brother, let's go to the street to buy some sesame cakes to eat with the hot mutton soup. It's so comfortable."

Xiao Qiulin followed the fat sister and left without any hesitation.

Master Mingyue looked depressed. What was so delicious about sesame cakes and mutton soup? He wanted to make hotpot. Little Fatty loved hotpot the most!

In the middle of winter, Zhao Erlang changed his dessert shop to sell embroidery, cloth and toys. As the New Year was approaching, the two brothers stopped doing business. Some bandits specialized in robbing passers-by and merchants before the New Year. If they happened to meet them, they would definitely be no match for them.

The brothers Zhao Erlang and Zhao Sanlang were chatting when they saw Xiao Chunya walking towards them with a fierce and imposing gait.

Eighteen followed behind with amusement. He was holding a basket with some fresh cucumbers and some juicy cabbages in it.

"What fresh vegetables." A familiar voice came out. Without looking back, they knew it was Luo Xiaopang coming to visit again. Since they moved here, Luo Xiaopang has been very active in visiting. The most important thing is that the distance is so close, only separated by a street.

"Fatty Luo, did you fight with Big Head Li again? Your face is swollen."

"My eldest brother beat me up. He is five years older than me and has no martial ethics." Fat Luo didn't care at all about his bruised face. He was the type who would go crazy if he wasn't beaten up.

Luo Xiaopang’s older brother Luo Han is a handsome and elegant young man. At first glance, you can’t tell that he has a violent gene, or rather, his violence is only directed at his cute fat younger brother.

Ten-year-old Luo Han studied in the county school. His grades were average, and he was the type of person who could not pass the examination to become a student even after studying for ten years.

Luo Han is very strong and has a good talent for martial arts. He is rated excellent every year. It can be said that if nothing unexpected happens, he will meet the qualifications to apply for the Xuanwu Guard by the time he is 20 years old.

"Little Fatty, how many pounds did you test for strength?"

"85 pounds."

"Same as your younger brother, but you are half a year older than him, so you need to practice more." In this time and space, a small number of humans are born with great strength. You must know that under normal circumstances, the strength of a four-year-old child is at most 30 to 40 kilograms, but in this time and space, he is considered weak.

"Hey, Xiao Qiuzi, we are in the same boat and share the joys and sorrows."

What kind of idiom is this? What a mess!

Xiao Qiulin saw the little fat boy's big eyes rolling around and seemed to be drooling at the vegetables in the basket. That shouldn't be the case, right?