Qiao Mei placed the watermelons on Zhao Liang's table and said, "Uncle, take these two watermelons to quench your thirst in the summer."
"Oh, no, no! It's my duty to help the people in the village. Qiao Mei, quickly take it back." Zhao Liang pushed away the watermelons that Qiao Mei gave.
"Uncle! It's not specially for you. The last time, didn't auntie say that she liked the watermelons from my house and that she thought they were sweet. Please take it that I have brought them for auntie and accept them," Qiao Mei said.
When he heard that the watermelons were for his wife, he felt that he had no reason to reject them. Zhao Liang took the watermelons and placed them under the table. "Then I thank you on behalf of your auntie."
"Uncle Zhao, don't stand on ceremony with me. By the way, I need your help with something," Qiao Mei said.
