He walked cautiously along the field covered in a plastic sheet. He walked alongside the spring onions before stopping after finding a squiggly vine. He could see a large watermelon through the stems that looked like curly hair.

“Elder! Why don’t you give me one of these?” Maru turned around and said to Moonjoong, who was picking some cherry tomatoes.

“Hey, that one’s more expensive than you are.”

“Don’t say that and give me one. It looks perfectly ripe and ready to be split.”

“I sent you over there to get some chives and spring onions, but you set your eyes on something else. Just get those chives and spring onions!”

“You’re so cruel.”

He tried tapping on the watermelon with his palm. Based on his experience running dozens of fruit vendors, this was perfectly ripe.

“Come over here now.”

“Yes, I’m coming.”

He left the field with the spring onions and chives in a basket by his waist.

“Isn’t it hot?”

“Isn’t field work better done when it’s hot? That way, the food tastes more delicious.”

The elder laughed before saying that he was right. They walked along a narrow road next to a ditch. Not long later, the elder’s house could be seen.

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