"What happened to that old man who was supposed to come and check on his melons in the bamboo forest yesterday? If he doesn't come soon, his melons will be overripe!" Xu Xiaoyan, pushing her bike with Yan Chao aboard, passed by the bamboo forest. That's when she remembered his promise to save her a few of his sweet melons.
Yan Fei, carrying a big basket of vegetables on his back, guessed: "I suppose his grandson has left. Seems like his plan to persuade his grandson didn't work, so he may not have the heart to come for his sweet melons. I had been thinking all along that he was a lonely old man! Turns out he has a son and a grandson... And if they don't come, it's just as well. You should go pick those melons later."
Xu Xiaoyan glanced at the bamboo forest subconsciously: "Let them be! What if his grandson hasn't left yet!"
This made Yan Chao throw a tantrum: "I want to eat a sweet melon. I'm not going..."