In the past 10 minutes, Sun Gang arrived at his aunt's house. They were having breakfast.

"Brother Gang, are you here? Have you eaten?" Zhang Guihai, the eldest son of the eldest aunt, quickly moved a stool. Sun Gang's eldest son dropped out of school without going to high school. His second son is in his third year of high school and is still making up for classes at school during the summer vacation.

"I'll finish eating, you can eat it quickly." Sun Gang took the cigarette handed over by his eldest uncle.

The watermelon field is only half a mile away from the aunt Sun Gang's house. When you walk to the river, a cool breeze blows on the earth.

The neat land on the west side of the river is full of green and watermelons, basically all planted are watermelons because the river is covered with sandy land, and the crop yields in other places are not high, but the watermelons grown are big and sweet.

The dozens of acres of watermelon fields are filled with sweet and large watermelons. This summer is extremely hot, and the local watermelons are sold very well, and the prices are sold at around 70 cents. Many melon farmers are already busy in their own fields. There is a melon shed in each melon field, which is where melon farmers come to the field to scatter melons at night. During the harvest season, there will always be some discord. Not only guard against people, but also guard against wild animals. Not only badgers and foxes come to harm, but even those wild dogs that have no one to take in will come to the melon field to taste.

Walking through the spring flowers and passing through the midsummer, the melon farmers who are enjoying the harvest are always busy in the watermelon field with sweet smiles, and their smiles are so sunny and so bright.

When I came to Dagu’s watermelon field, there were green vines everywhere. The lush melon leaves spread into a green ocean. I gently pushed away the melon leaves with my hands. The watermelons were covered by the green leaves. The breeze blew, and the smooth green head was revealed. The shiny skin, green patterns, and round.

The sand in the watermelon field was very clean, and I walked into the watermelon field barefoot. The sand was soft, rustling but very comfortable. It was like a massage for my feet.

When you tap the watermelon, you make a crisp sound like "dongdong", which proves that the melon is ripe. Then you pick up the small scissors, cut it off on both sides of the vines connected by the melon stalk, and form a T-shaped shape with the melon stalk.

This job is easy to do. Sun Gang's aunt and uncle picked melons, and Sun Gang and his cousin carried the hand tractor on the hand tractor. The larger melons are more than ten kilograms, while the smaller ones are also seven or eight kilograms. The division of labor is very reasonable and the speed is very fast.

During the break, during the rest of work, Zhang Guihai picked up a watermelon and fisted down. The melon was cracked. He broke a large piece and handed it to Sun Gang, "Brother Gang, how about trying this melon?"

I saw the bright red melon flesh, with a few dark watermelon seeds dotted in the middle. When Sun Gang couldn't wait to put the watermelon in his mouth, the sweet juice immediately filled his mouth. Wow! The taste was so refreshing! The melon flesh was crispy, sweet and juicy. It was the rarest.

When you go to work in other crop fields, you have to bring a pot of tea. You don’t have to bring a watermelon field to work. Watermelon can help you quench your thirst and hunger.

I transported back and forth several times in the morning, and the rest stayed in the field and could not be picked all, otherwise it would rot if I couldn’t sell it for a long time. Generally, I went to the market in the town to sell it, and went to the countryside to sell it. There is a saying in Sun Gang’s hometown that the odd days in the lunar calendar are every month, and even days are memorials. In the lunar calendar, there are crowds of people and everything they sell; in the lunar calendar, there are only a few people, so it’s hard to buy vegetables.

There is a cellar in my aunt's yard. It is used to store watermelons in summer, and sweet potatoes and radish in winter.

Plaster the watermelon in the cellar, cover it with wet sand and soil, take it out after a while, the pulp is still fresh and the juice is still abundant.

However, the cellar is not big, it is only the size of a house, and the cellar can only cover two floors of watermelon, so it cannot store much.

At noon, I had a sumptuous lunch at my aunt's house. My aunt stuffed more than a dozen big watermelons into the car, and Sun Gang drove home.

"Dad, come and move watermelons." Sun shouted at his father in the main hall as soon as he opened into the door.

"Here, come, why are you shouting? Your mother is taking a nap." Dad Sun came out of the house and scolded his son.

After moving the watermelon to the west room, Sun Gang called his mother to get up and eat the watermelon.

"Mom, let's make some watermelon sauce. I haven't eaten it for many years. I'm really thinking about it." Watermelon sauce is a side dish with rosy color, pure sauce flavor, spicy and slightly sweet.

"Okay, if you want to eat it, let's make it." Sun's mama's skill in making sauce is well-known.

It was dry as soon as possible. Sun Gang picked the soybeans and cleaned them. Dad Sun went to the kitchen rack to split the ingredients and boiled water. He washed the grains with full grains and poured them into a large pot until they were cooked. Mother Sun washed the bamboo curtains, poured the cooked soybeans on top, and covered them with gauze. Fermented naturally in warm and low light. After a few days, white myceliums grew densely on the beans. Let each soybean grow a layer of earthy yellow paste and rub off the outside.

Then peel and chop the watermelon, select the watermelon seeds inside. Cut the ginger into shreds, boil it with salt water, add soybean paste and boil it again. After cooling, add the crushed watermelon. The amount is based on the submerged beans, and it is best not to add additional water. Then put it in the tank for fermentation.

For fermentation pots and tanks, they must not be stained with oil or raw water, so as to avoid fermentation failure or white film, which is also called long flowers.

Cover the tank with clean gauze to facilitate breathability. Never use plastic wrap or plastic film to seal it. Stir with bamboo and wooden spatula up and down once a day in the morning and evening to fully ferment.

When the sauce body no longer produces foam after half a month, you can add shredded ginger, and after one month the sauce is rich in aroma, you can eat it. If you find that the sauce is thicker, you can use a small amount of star anise and cinnamon to boil water. Do not use raw water.

These are all methods of making watermelon sauce. Sun Gang's mother will add fried sesame seeds, cooked peanuts, and stir-fried pork to diced.

After the sauce is fermented, add dried chili and stir-fry.

The watermelon sauce made in this way is rosy and moist but not turbid. The spicy taste is thick, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, the more you chew, the faint sweetness of the watermelon is permeated with. The red pepper powder is no longer spicy, and the shredded ginger is soaked in the fragrance of beans, and it is even chewy. On the morning and evening table, hold a thin and crispy pot sticker cake and bring a plate of delicious watermelon sauce, which makes you unable to bear it. The sauce soup is even more wonderful. Scoop a small spoon of noodles and stir it up and down evenly. There is a fragrance, spicy, sweetness, and the refreshing taste of the watermelon is integrated into it.

If Sun Gang wants to eat such delicious watermelon sauce, he may have to wait for a while.

"Dad, let's plant some watermelons next year," Sun Gang's family loves to eat watermelons and buys a lot every year.

"Okay, you can plant some things, but only sandy land." The Sun family's fields did not have sandy land.

"Isn't the orchard just sand? It's easy to get out of the whole piece of land to the south, just a little more grass." The terrain of the orchard was imprinted in Sun Gang's mind.

"Okay, wait until it snows and plant some in spring next year." Winter is to freeze the pests and grass roots in the soil to death.

The sky gradually darkened, the setting sun was as bloody as the whole village, and the hazy slowly enveloped the entire village. Only a sunset was left in the sky. Sun Gang stood on the roof, and the breeze passed by him.

The sun lost its majesty at noon and slowly set off the mountain. The night gradually fell, and the lights of each household were lit one after another. The clear night sky was like stars flashing.

A gust of evening breeze blew, and the big locust trees outside the yard saw fireflies dancing beside them, with their dances very gentle and charming. The night view of midsummer in the countryside is particularly beautiful.

The moon hangs alone in the sky. It emits a bright soft light through the clouds and dust. From a distance, it looks like a big bright lamp.

Frogs sing indulge in the rice fields, little insects call their partners in the cornfield, and earthworms whisper under the ground. There are also crickets in the grass, which seem to be singing, or playing the piano. The singing sounds are endless.

"Gunwoo, I'm down to have a meal, what are you doing on it?" Sun's mother shouted in the yard.

The mother's urging interrupted Sun Gang's thoughts and returned to reality.

(This update is on the 17th. I got home around 2:50 and started writing this chapter. I will go to my friend’s daughter’s 100-day banquet at 10 o’clock later. There will be social engagements in the evening. I’m sorry.)
Chapter completed!