Watermelon and Apricot

The friend seemed really difficult to keep pedaling anymore, so the other friend suggested to have a break.

There were some small fruit stalls along the road. We stopped at one of them. They had apricot there. It was brightly yellow, even by looking it seems very yummy, especially under the noon sun.

The owner had the apricot field just behind us. She went to the field with the other to pick up some more fresh apricot from the little trees. The fruit was covered all by brown paper. They told us it was for the birds. It is a sort of trick actually they playing with the little birds.

The yellow apricot tasted like peach, only the last bite was quite different but similar to the camond I tasted before.

The friend she wanted to rest there much longer time, but the other couraged her by watermelon. She was told that we would have another stop to have some watermelon. She got all the strength back all in a sudden. “Let us go,” she said excitedly to us. And we rode to the watermelon stall.

She admired the fruit owner very much and said, “if I could become farmer one day, I could take a seat here all the day relaxing myself.”

The watermelon owner just broke her dream, by saying “that is really difficult to be a farmer, never earned some money,” while she was smiling.

She told us the watermelon was just picked up this noon and it was so fresh and sweet. She did not lie to us and it was indeed sweet and watery enough for our thirsty.