"I'll give it a try." Su Ningwei hurriedly stuck out a finger and, copying Ye Chen, flicked the watermelon.
"Crack!"
The watermelon in Su Ningwei's hands split open with a loud crack, revealing bright red flesh dotted with seeds.
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Help...
I'm doomed...
Last time, she'd taken out the haunted-house staff. This time, she'd cracked a watermelon with a flick.
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It looked like she really wasn't going to be able to keep up the image of a delicate young wife.
Su Ningwei felt like crying inside, but looked up at Ye Chen with an innocent, pitiful expression. "A-Chen, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I only flicked it lightly, and it split open."
"It's fine. This watermelon was just ripe and ready to open up. It's okay; we were going to cut it open and eat it anyway." Ye Chen comforted her. "Try that one from before again. It'll probably sound dull, and the knock won't feel like it carries through."
Su Ningwei hurried to try it again, and sure enough, it was just as Ye Chen had said.
Ye Chen smiled, picked up the watermelon, and gave it a heft. "To check its weight, you just hold it and weigh it in your hand. If it feels too light, it's overripe and has lost moisture, so it might be hollow inside. If it's too heavy, it hasn't ripened yet. But this one's harder to judge. You just have to get a feel for it."
"I've got it. I'll go try now." Su Ningwei happily went around to each watermelon, carefully looking it over and giving it a gentle flick.
This time, though, she used much less force, afraid she'd crack another one.
Ye Chen watched Su Ningwei busily inspecting the watermelons with a warm, satisfied smile.