[I'll glare at you and start the banquet. I'll give you a punch to the grave! If the world didn't produce Little Xuanxuan, the way of the melons would be like an eternal night!]
[Even if it's an unripe watermelon, I won't dare to say anything. Even if Hua Qiang comes today, he won't dare to say that your melon is ripe.]
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While the comments in the live-stream surged, Ye Xuan had already carried this huge watermelon back to the small wooden house and placed it on the ground in the hall. Then, he returned to the kitchen and took out a knife. With a slash, he cut the watermelon into two.
Then, he waved his hand and cut the watermelon into pieces with a few strokes. Then, he placed the pieces on a plate and placed the plate on the table, waiting for his sisters to take it themselves.