"Lift it out? Could it even be lifted out? This could easily lead to an accident."
Zhang Bin's amorous fantasies dissipated instantly, and he hurried toward the vegetable garden.
Su Man followed him with a brisk trot.
In the garden, Father Zhang was in high spirits, directing dozens of burly men from the village. They laid down straw on the ground and then frantically started shouting as they pushed the winter melon, trying to roll it out.
But the winter melon was too big and tall, towering many times their height, so they could only push against its lower half. As a result, no matter how hard they pushed, the winter melon didn't budge an inch.
Many of the village women were also there watching the excitement, laughing so hard they were nearly falling over, all of them having a wonderful time.
