Fan Tianyu's words lifted everyone's spirits a little—half an hour really wasn't that hard to wait.
Fan Tianyu went back to the car and delivered the watermelon he'd prepared to Sister Zhang's house as a thank-you for letting him use her doorway. When he was busy, Sister Zhang even helped out, so the watermelon was well-deserved.
"Sister Zhang, this watermelon is for you—hope you like it."
Sister Zhang's eyes widened, clearly shocked by such a massive watermelon. "This watermelon is huge! And how is there even watermelon in this season?"
Now it was late September, almost October. Off-season watermelons exist, but they're rare, and this one was so perfectly round and big—according to their family's standards for selling vegetables, this watermelon definitely wasn't cheap.
"I've got everything to sell, Sister Zhang. I'm heading back to grab some veggies, I'll come over in a bit. You can just take it inside first."
"Oh, I feel so bad taking it…"
