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Chapter 202 Oranges and Everyday Life(1/2)

The dam full of ocean smell, the blue sky is still floating with snow-white clouds.

As the eyes met, the girl's soft body was hugged into her arms, slowly emitting fragrance and warmth.

Uesuma Dorima doesn't know how to respond to the weak girl in her arms.

I just met her earlier and helped her a little bit.

Perhaps as grandma said, this relationship is simple enough, but it is hard to come by fate.

"Little Huahuo, Zhaojun will always like you."

Listening quietly to the sound of Haitao surging on the shore, tilting his neck and leaning against his shoulder, Hanaman Hanai, who was hugged by him, couldn't help but hugging him.

In his cute rosy little face, he slowly showed a warm smile.

"The fireworks... are the same..."

......

The dog days are from mid-July to mid-late August.

This is the hottest day of the year.

The sea breeze brought hair to the hair, disturbing the dark green orange leaves in the orchard making rustling sounds.

Looking at the Seto Inland Sea where waves are rolling out in the distance, Uesugi Hiro carried a basket of brilliant oranges and walked towards the truck downwards.

Seeing someone still staring at the ant in a daze, she couldn't help but knock on his shoulder with the branches with leaves in her hand.

"Azhao, don't be lazy, come and move oranges, and the firewood sauce is harder than you."

On the other side, Huamaru Huaihuo gasped and picked up a large basket of oranges.

But the cute and savage girls often work hard clumsyly.

Her strength was obviously not enough for a basket of oranges to see.

Seeing that his whole body was about to fall back, Uesugi Yunko, who was still cutting oranges on the side, hugged her to hold the frame.

The reckless girl who had settled her feet thanked her repeatedly.

"I'm not lazy." Uesugi Sao, who was sitting on the hot stone, stared at the ground and said, "I don't like being lazy either."

The ears hanging beside Uesugi Hiro's ears are as colorful as the sky, and they are paired with long black hair tied up, which is eye-catching.

She understood what Azhao said sometimes, just listen to it.

"Then what is the deep meaning of watching ants eat orange peel here?"

Uesuma closed his eyes and sat quietly in place.

"?" Uesugi Hi, who held a basket of oranges with one hand, looked at him in confusion.

Uesuma's expression was focused, opened his kind eyes slightly, and spoke slowly, and his words were awakened:

"It's not me looking at the ants, but the ants looking at me."

“…”

"Have you been to Taishan Temple to practice?" Uesugi Xi looked at him carefully, exuding the temperament of an old monk.

Taishan Temple is located on the mountain behind Sakura Hills, which is relatively close to this place.

Uesuma clapped his hands and stood up. Without the old monk's spirit of entering into meditation, he began to return to his usual tone:

"I'm just pretending. What if I go to be a monk, what should I do if Xiao Huahuo's happiness?"

“There are not many monks getting married now?”

"Professional monks, who sell reputations, are not worth mentioning."

As he spoke, Uesugi Sao walked towards the truck under the terraced orchard.

Uesugi Hiya glanced at his back, then looked at the basket of oranges he cut but didn't take away, and understood.

The purpose of saying so many useless things is to be lazy.

Uesugi Do not be completely lazy, and he was very serious about Hanamaru Hanabu's help.

Hanamaru Hanabu saw him standing above, pushed Orange into the truck and whispered:

"Zhaojun...want to go out today?"

After finishing busy, Uesugi Take out an orange and turns around and says, "I'm going to climb the mountain today."

"Are you going to find the Hachiman Shrine?" Hanamaru Hanaguchi stood on tiptoe to look at him, and quickly let go when he saw him coming.

"Little Hanawai also wants to go?" Uesuma Dog squatted in the truck and ate a jelly-like orange.

"Hamana really wants to go with Joe-kun..." Hanamanaman looked up at him.

Uesugi Sao handed out the peeled oranges: "Eat oranges, just picked, super fresh."

Faced with the honey oranges I loved these days and have been eating them all the time, Huawan Wan is hesitant and has not bite his mouth.

"Don't like eating oranges anymore?" Uesugi Tho pointed the soft and elastic flesh of the orange at her small and delicate nose.

“No…”

Huawan Hanawa Snow White Little Nose gently sniffed the sweet smell that was about to overflow from honey oranges, and subconsciously swallowed.

Uesugi Doo saw that she really wanted to eat it, so she deliberately made the bad hand hold the orange and sway in front of her.

Smile and seduced, "Really... don't want to eat?"

“Um…”

Boys don’t understand the mood of girls who want to eat desserts and are afraid of gaining weight.

They will only tempt the girl when she is about to be unable to bear it.

When the girl is full of meat, they will say again: I have told you not to eat so many desserts.

"Eat a piece and eat as much as you want." Uesugi Seo continued to tempt the food and shaking it and hypnotize it.

Hanaman Hanabu is the most anxious girlish heart that can't help but want to eat.

The beautiful purple eyes were spinning straight with the orange petals in Uesugi's hand.

Then he stood on tiptoe and swallowed his stomach in one bite.

"So good." Uesugi Doo patted her head with his other hand, "Do you still want to eat?"

"I want to eat..." Hanamara Hanawa said obediently on his face, facing backwards.

With a thud, Aunt Uesugi Yoko carried another basket of oranges into the car, and teased Uesugi Osaki who was squatting in the car and constantly fed oranges to the girl:

"Azhao, Huahuojiang is not your cat. She wants to gain weight by feeding oranges like this."

Ehime orange has no seeds, the flesh is like a natural jelly, and the sugar content is particularly high.

Assuming that the sugar content of ordinary sweet oranges is 8, then the sugar content of Ehime oranges is above 15.

Oranges and cats?

Orange cat?

Uesugizo suddenly remembered the fat self. Hanamaru Hanaguchi had been talking about why Uesugi Cat hadn't come to his house.

What's wrong with being a little fatter?

She is cute and her fat belly is comfortable to touch.

Uesugi turned sideways, and from the fruit frame that Uesugi Yoko had just lifted in the car, he took out an orange and peeled it.

While continuing to feed the tangerines of Fire Sauce, I tried to avoid the problem of treating her as a cat:

"Aunt, don't you always say that the golden autumn of October? Why does the old man's orange orchard mature in August?"

"Oranges have varieties that mature in August, but your grandfather's oranges..."

Yunko Uesugi showed a cheerful smile from a country man, "If it were very ordinary, those guys wouldn't have sneaked over to cut down an orange tree to threaten your grandpa."

After saying that, she picked up another basket of oranges from the cart.

Uesugi Sao handed the peeled oranges to Hanamaru Hanamaki and helped his aunt push the box of oranges into the truck.

“That is, there is a special technology?”

"It's experience." Yunko Uesugi wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Your grandfather has planted Ehime tangerine for so many years. It is impossible for him to make progress, not to mention that he is still such a stubborn old man."

Uesugi still remembers that when he was a child, Mr. Uesugi instilled in himself the fine tradition of growing oranges in the Uesugi family.

But unfortunately, neither he nor his father could satisfy the old man's wish.

If you think about it carefully, your father is probably one of the young people who went to Tokyo because he didn't want to eat oranges anymore."

As Uesugi Hiru pushed the last small cart of oranges down, a truck of Ehime Mizunos ready to go.

After closing the car door, Yunko Uesugi closed the valve tightly, patted the dust on her hands and said:

"Okay, Xiaoxi, go and tell your dad not to play cards, it's time to work!"

Uesugi Hiro nodded to her aunt and walked down a not-so-high cement road.
To be continued...
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