"How long have you pulled up so many radishes? You are too strict... "

"Really?"

Li Jiaojiao Jiao "harm" word has not been said, small Lu Li as if did not see her, directly passed her, eyes bright ran to Qu Qianqian there, happy way: "let me see, I have a look, Qianqian sister, where is your radish?"

Li Jiaojiao Jiao:

Li Jiaojiao looks at Lu Li who runs to Qu Qianqian. She doesn't hold back. Her beautiful face is twisted for a moment.

Looking back, I saw Lu Jun coldly glanced at her.

“……”

Li Jiaojiao was staring at by his cold black eyes like a lonely cold pool, as if she had been completely seen through. Her face suddenly turned white and she stepped back a step.

Lu Junhan made no secret of his sneer.

Li Jiaojiao moved her lips and wanted to say something to break the deadlock.

The man faintly takes back the sight, what words did not say, the tall and straight body passes her, the finger holds the radish bag, left.

Li Jiaojiao Jiao:

Li Yue, who followed him, frowned and his heart coagulated.

Lu Li, the father, is not easy to deal with.

……

Under the cool wind, an hour passed quickly.

The alarm clock went off on time.

The rich villager in room 2 pressed off the alarm clock and turned off the TV. They hummed leisurely and leisurely. With a rich beer belly, they swaggered down from the second floor.

When I went out of the courtyard, I saw that all the people in the program group were still there.

A bunch of people.

Everyone's face seems to be a little tired, as if after the scorching sun, wilting, clothes and sweat, sweat dried sweat stains, clothes are wrinkled.

Rich people look up to see today is cloudy, the wind is quite big, very cool, this sweat can not be sun.

So, with a clear face and a good laugh, he said to the people in the program group, "how are you doing? Look at you, radish should not be as good as you think?"

The rich said that they would pull radishes for free for one hour for the program group, but they also looked down on the city people.

Think, don't say an hour, even give them a day.

They can't pull much!

Since there is not much to pull out, the radishes pulled out in this hour should be given as alms and given to them all.

Who knows, he just said this, the face of the program group more or less shows a little unnatural, avoided his sight.

"What's the matter?" he asked

He just turned his head and glanced at the No.1 radish field in front of the door --

he was stunned: "what the hell? Where's my radish? What about all my radishes? Where have they been? "

I saw, originally full of green radish leaves, a glance, on the green, looking at the very happy radish field.

At the moment, she was like a girl who had been ruined countless times. She was bare and messy. The field was covered with black mud, and a green leaf could not be seen.

"Here they are."

When the little girl heard this, she lifted up the white tender hand which had just been washed and said, "all of them have come here!"

Rich people follow the reputation of the past, only to see the speaker is a very beautiful soft cute lovely girl.

She squatted on the ground, slightly raised her small head, two long horse tails behind her head were hanging on her shoulders, and her small face, big as melon seeds, seemed to glow, and looked very clever.

In front of her there were eight big bags full of radishes.

One by one, radishes in his field.

Rich people:.... "

Whew!

A straight knife in the chest.

His heart is bleeding.

The rich hand tightly covers the chest, looking at that several big bags of radish, almost on the spot myocardial infarction!

The people in the program group coughed awkwardly and handed him a bottle of water.

The rich man took a good drink and took a breath. As if he thought of something, his heart "wheezed" and raised his voice.

He turned his head and looked somewhere in the field:

"what about my big radish? Just, the biggest one! The leaves are also the most... "

Rich people have noticed that there is a radish in the field, which is incredible.

He was ecstatic.

Therefore, every time fertilization, we focus on taking care of this big radish.

That radish is also very competitive, has been growing, but also growing bigger.

Although the radishes are buried in the soil, it is difficult to see the size.

But that radish is different. It is very big just by looking at it.

The rich have always been very precious.

After all, in such a large field, there is only such a large radish.

Regal's pain is like her eyes.In fact, he had thought of this before, but he did not remind them not to pull out the radish. He thought that it would take a long time for these weak city people to pull out a radish, not to mention such a big radish.

Their group of people together, they may not be able to pull out.

It doesn't matter whether you say it or not.

But as soon as he said this, the crisp little voice of milk rang again --

"it's also here."

The little girl excitedly carried away the bags of radish and revealed the giant radish lying on the ground with no eyes closed.

But the little girl looked at him, her eyes were black and clear, bright, but innocent, as if she remembered something. She tilted her head and asked in doubt:

"uncle, what are you looking for big radish for?"

Rich people:.... "

……

Ten minutes later -

, there was a loud bang.

The door of room 2 is closed to them forever.

After a while, in the courtyard, there was a sad and painful cry.

One sound after another.

It's so pathetic!

The hearer couldn't help crying.

Everyone:.... "

What a crime!

Ten minutes ago.

The little girl said that after the big radish was in her eyes, the rich man turned black and whirled around.

If it wasn't for the show crew, they would have helped him.

He had to fall to the ground and make his head bleed.

After a long time, the rich man covered his chest and took a few deep breaths before reluctantly easing over.

Then, disorderly footed, staggering, pale and weak, he walked past.

Looking at the radish on the ground, which he had been taking good care of before, he squatted down, shaking his dark hands, his eyes turning red, and his expression was extremely painful. Finally, he sobbed:

"my radish..."

The little girl squatted beside her, and her voice corrected him: "uncle, this is my and dad's radish, not yours."

Rich people:.... "

People from the program group:.... "

Other participants:

Whew!

Another stab.

The rich soon fell into deep sorrow.

His fingers trembled, gently touched the big radish lying on the ground, as if he was touching the body of his dead son, careful and grieved.

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