Chapter 554: This is my dad's carrot

Chapter 554 This is my dad’s carrot
"How long did you pull out so many radishes? You are too tough..."
"Really?"
Before Li Jiaojiao said the word "harm", Xiao Lu Li seemed to have not seen her, so she passed her directly, her eyes were bright and she ran to Qu Qianqian's side, and said happily: "Let me take a look. , Sister Qianqian, where are your carrots?"
Li Jiaojiao: "..."
Li Jiaojiao looked at Lu Li who ran to Qu Qianqian's side, and couldn't help but twisted her pretty face.
When I turned around, I saw Lu Jun glance at her coldly.
"..."
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 paled suddenly, and she took a step back.
Lu Junhan sneered unabashedly.
Just when Li Jiaojiao moved her lips, trying to say something to break the deadlock.
The man faintly retracted his gaze, without saying anything, his tall and straight body passed her, holding the carrot bag with his fingers, and left.
Li Jiaojiao: "..."
Li Yue, who was following, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and his heart condensed.
Lu Li, this father is not easy to deal with.
...
In the cool breeze, one hour passed quickly.
The alarm clock upstairs rang on time.
The rich villager in Room 2 turned off the alarm clock and turned off the TV. They leisurely humming a little song, with a rich beer belly, swaggered down from the second floor.
As soon as I walked to the yard, I saw that all the people in the program group were still there.
A group of black people.
Everyone's face seemed to be a little tired, as if it had been exposed to the scorching sun, and there were sweat stains on the clothes. The clothes were all wrinkled.
The rich man looked up and saw that it was cloudy and the wind was quite strong and cool. This sweat could not have been caused by the sun.
So, with a clear look, he laughed, and said to the people in the program group, "How are you doing? Look at you, the carrots should not be as good as you think?"
Regal people say they give the show crew a free hour of carrots, but they actually look down on the people in the city.
I feel, let alone an hour, even if you give them one day.
They can't pull much!
Since you can't pluck much, the radishes plucked in this hour will be used as charity and given to them.
Who knows, as soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the show crew were more or less unnatural, avoiding his sight.
The rich man wondered: "What's wrong?"
When the words fell, he just turned his head, and inadvertently swept his gaze into the No. 1 radish field in front of the door
He was stunned: "What the hell? Where's my carrot? Where's my so many carrots? Where did they go?"
I saw that it was originally covered with emerald green radish leaves, and when I looked at it, it was green, looking at the very festive radish field.
At this moment, she looked like a big girl who had been ruined countless times. She was bare and untidy. The fields were full of black mud, with no green leaves in sight.
"Here they are!"
When the little girl heard it, she happily raised her freshly cleaned white and tender little hand: "They are all here!"
The wealthy followed their prestige and saw that the speaker was an extremely beautiful, soft and cute little girl.
She squatted on the ground, tilted her small head slightly, the two long pony tails behind her head hung on her shoulders, and her small face, which was as big as a melon seed, was white as if it would shine, and she looked very cute.
And there were eight big bags in front of her, filled with carrots.
One after another, the radish in his field.
Regal: "..."
call out!
A knife stuck straight into his chest.
His heart was bleeding.
The rich man clutched his chest tightly, looking at the big bags of carrots, almost had a myocardial infarction on the spot!
The program crew coughed awkwardly and quickly handed him a bottle of water.
The rich man took a trembling sip and took a sigh of relief. As if thinking of something, his heart "shook" again and mentioned his throat.
He turned his head anxiously and looked somewhere in the field:
"What about my big radish? Just the biggest one! The leaves are also the most..."
The rich have noticed before that there is an incredible big carrot in the field.
He was ecstatic.
Therefore, every time you fertilize, focus on taking care of this big radish.
That radish is also very competitive. It has been growing up and getting bigger and bigger.
Although the radishes are buried in the soil, it is difficult to see the size.
But that radish is different, it is huge just by looking at it.
The rich have always been treasured.
After all, there is only such a large carrot in such a large field.
Regal pain is like eyeballs.
He actually thought of this before, but he didn't remind them not to pull out that radish. He just felt that it would take a long time for these weak city people to pull out a small radish, let alone such a big radish.
Together, their group may not be able to move.
It doesn't matter whether you say it or not.
But as soon as his words fell, the crisp little milk sound just rang again
"It's also here."
The little girl happily went over and removed the large bags of radishes, revealing the super-large radishes lying on the ground, staring at them.
And the little girl looked at him with black and clear eyes, shiny, but innocent, as if thinking of something, she tilted her head and asked in confusion:
"Uncle, what are you doing looking for a big carrot?"
Regal: "..."
...
ten minutes later--
There was a loud "bang".
The door of room 2 was closed forever.
Soon after, there were heartbreaking and sad crying in the courtyard inside.
Sound after sound.
It is endless, very sad!
Those who listened could not 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 the world was spinning.
If it weren't for the show crew's eyesight and quickness to hold him.
He had to drop his head to the ground and his head was bleeding.
After a while, the rich man clutched his chest and took a few deep breaths before reluctantly.
Then, his steps were messy, his steps staggered, and he walked over pale and weak.
Looking at the ground that he had been taking care of before, like the big carrot of his own son, he squatted down, shaking his dark hands, his eyes were red, his expression was extremely painful, and finally he whimpered:
"My carrot..."
The little girl squatted next to him, and her milky chirping voice corrected him: "Uncle, this is my daddy's carrot, not yours."
Regal: "..."
People in the program group: "..."
Other guests: "..."
call out!
Take another knife.
The rich man soon fell into deep sadness again.
His fingers trembled, and he gently touched the big radish lying on the ground, as if he was touching the corpse of his dead son, cautiously and deeply saddened.
(End of this chapter)