One night, the moonlight painted the earth with a mysterious silver gray. In the moonlight, there are several "night owls" flashing. They are playing the game of "Little Stealing Winter Melon". I am the "director" in this game.

This "wax gourd" is actually disguised by people. Before the game started, I ordered the "wax gourd" to crouch in a remote corner, warned them not to move, and then shouted, "The game is on!" Immediately, the "old man" walked slowly into the vegetable garden, patted this "wax gourd", knocked on that "wax gourd" and said to himself, "wax gourd, wax gourd, grow up quickly!" It was so funny that we couldn't help laughing.

No sooner had the "old man" left than the "thief" came. He looked around furtively, but nothing happened, so he crept into the vegetable garden. Suddenly, he pulled up two "wax gourd" and ran away, very fast.

Before long, the "old man" came again. He found that "wax gourd" was missing and was in a hurry to "call the police". The "police" who arrived quickly surveyed the scene, quickly found out the case and finally caught the hateful "thief".

"Ha ha ..." In the moonlight, we heard a string of silvery laughter.