Fighting flies

Today, our family went to the grandmother's house to be a guest. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, my grandmother asked us to eat watermelon. However, because of this, I had a foreign appearance.

When we were happy, a fly flew over the watermelon. I saw it and waved my fist to the watermelon. The fly flew to the chair, but I shot a melon. I took a fly swatter and slammed it down. I tried to use it too much. The flies were hit, and the watermelon was not made into watermelon. I also licked it. I still don't want to be reconciled. This time, the flies seem to be tired. I am resting on the ground. I don't pay attention to it. I beat it down and finally wiped it out.

I was relieved.