Capítulo 65: I Want to Eat Watermelon!

After Zhao Yu finished dinner, he sat on the balcony, drinking beer as he thought to himself. The moon was bright that night.

 Through the slots of the railing on the balcony, he could see the fruit stand of Da Feng Ge Fruit Co. downstairs. At the moment, the fruit stand was still lit, and Jiang Dafeng was playing chinese chess with an elderly man wearing black-rimmed glasses. The two were chatting idly as they played.

 On the far side of the street came a few occasional dog barks. If one listened carefully, they could even hear the dance music from the plaza in front of the supermarket.