C24 Mistakenly Entered Duan Jia Village

Early in the morning, in the middle of the endless watermelon fields, the seedlings were growing.

/p It was the season for watermelons to ripen. There were many tricycles parked on the alleyway. Watermelon dealers and melon farmers were bargaining nonstop.

An old man led two plain eleven-year-old boys to pick a big watermelon from the ground and carried it to the side of the road