Boyang No. 9 is also a type of melon, with thin skin and tender flesh, resembling a thick, short, fat cucumber with unique pumpkin stripes.
Just a gentle twist and it breaks into two halves.
"Xiaoyang is staying in the dorm now, it wouldn't be nice for him to eat alone. Studying math is tiring for the brain, let him eat more."
"It's not tiring," Qiaoqiao said blankly. "Yang Zhengxi said studying math is really fun, just like playing games, passing one level after another. Once, he worked on it for four hours straight and was really happy!"
Song Tan thought to herself, lucky you didn't seriously study high school math with Chen Chi, otherwise, given their family's intelligence, nine times out of ten it wouldn't be such a happy experience.
She casually grabbed a few more baskets: "Pick some more for Brother Lu Chuan's friends, and I also need to give some to my friends."
Qiaoqiao nodded, hopped on the tricycle, and set off with Song Tan.
