Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 119
It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when He Changzai, Yang Wei and others finished building and decorating the farmyard.

A bright white moon rose in the sky, shining brightly everywhere!

At this time, Song Meijuan, who was carrying a bulging backpack, and Si Xia, who was holding a bamboo pole with one end glued to it and a video camera, walked over.

Si Xia stretched the bamboo pole forward, and suggested:
"He Changzai, sister Meijuan and I went into the mountains to catch cicadas and have a picnic. Look, I have everything ready. Do you want to go together?"

Ever since he entered the state of Deqiao, He Changzai was able to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, and found that he didn't need to eat too much every day, and he didn't sleep very much.

After a day's work, I didn't feel too sleepy, so I said:

"Then let's go together. I'm not too worried about the two of you girls entering the mountain at night!"

Song Meijuan looked at He Changzai, and snorted coldly, "Because you have this heart, I won't bother with you about taking the quilt I sewed and going to the city to fool around with other women!"

He Changzai showed embarrassment, smiled, said nothing, and went up the mountain with the two girls.

In the mountains at night, it seemed extraordinarily quiet. Occasionally, a few partridges could be heard, which made people feel chills down their backs and felt a sense of desolation in their hearts.

Song Meijuan and Si Xia both stared wide-eyed, with terrified expressions on their faces, looking around vigilantly, pinching the corner of He Changzai's clothes, refusing to let go.

He Changzai looked calm, and said, "What are you two afraid of, I didn't hear the partridge's cry, it was like saying, brother, brother, don't go!"

Song Meijuan patted He Changzai, with a smile on her face, and said angrily, "I hate it, the sound of this bird clearly sounds like it won't work, brother!"

He Changzai didn't bother with this matter anymore, lit a cigarette, and continued to move forward.

After he said this, the atmosphere eased a lot.

Not long after, a group of people came to the mulberry forest.

Si Xia handed the bamboo pole in his hand to He Changzai, and said excitedly:

"The night's capture is about to start, young man, I am very optimistic about you, come on!"

He Changzai took the bamboo pole, smacked his lips, thinking to catch a cicada, is it so troublesome to use it!
Song Meijuan took off her backpack and took out two bright flashlights from it.

Pass it to He Changzai and keep it for yourself.

The two began to use flashlights to take pictures in the mulberry forest and searched for it.

Suddenly, Song Meijuan looked excited and said, "He Changzai, come here quickly, there is a cicada here!"

He Changzai leaned forward, and sure enough, he saw a big, fat cicada that had just molted on a tree that was seven or eight meters high and near the top of the tree.

The bamboo pole was only more than three meters long, and with his height of a little over 1.7 meters, he couldn't reach it at all.

In Si Xia's live broadcast room, a group of water friends saw this scene and typed one after another.

"It's a pity that such a big cicada climbs so high. If you catch it and deep-fry it, it will be a delicacy!"

"I don't know if my little brother can climb trees. If he can, he might get that cicada that just moulted and can't fly!"

"In Xiawangye, I would say yes. When I was young, I often climbed electric poles. It can be said that I was a slippery group!"

"This mulberry tree is seven or eight meters high. I think I should just give up. If something happens to me, it won't be worth it!"

"Bring me my 40-meter-long sword and let my brother pick out this cicada!"

"Talents have emerged from barrage since ancient times, Xiu'er, please sit down!"

……

Song Meijuan saw that He Chang was standing under the tree, staring at the cicada motionless, and could not help urging:
"He Chang is there, if you can't, just look for it in a different place. If you stay here for a while, it will be midnight!"

He Changzai took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said with a deep expression:

"Drinking the clear dew, and the flow of Shutong. The loud voice is far away, not because of the autumn wind... I was thinking, shouldn't we use it for the sake of our own tongues? If you want to, kill him brutally!"

Song Meijuan showed a sullen look on her face, and asked: "He Chang is here, have you forgotten what we are here for!"

"Cicada catcher, picnicker!"

"That's it, you're a big man, why don't you hurt Chunqiu!"

"That's right, if we don't eat cicadas, it won't live long. In this case, it's better to help us!"

He Changzai muttered something, leaped forward, stepped on the mulberry tree a few times, soared into the air, shot like lightning, pinched the cicada on the tree in his hand, and then jumped down.

Seeing that He Changzai was so powerful, Song Meijuan couldn't help opening her eyes and opening her mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief.

Si Xia was so surprised that he almost lost the camera in his hand and dropped it on the ground.

In the live broadcast room, all the water friends peeped at the screen, they were all stunned, and the barrage scrolled non-stop.

"Hey, shit, my little brother's kung fu is really amazing, it reminds me of Wudang's vertical ladder!"

"Is this Qinggong? It's so powerful. I didn't expect that my brother is not only a master carpenter, but also a master of martial arts!"

"Brother, please accept my knee, I want to worship you as my teacher!"

"Those martial arts stars, compared with my little brother's skills, are much inferior!"

"Handsome guy, I've loved reading novels since I was a child, and you are the kind of unobtrusive, unobtrusive outsider in my mind!"

"I feel that my little brother must know a lot more, and it needs to be discovered!"

"Handsome guy, sister wants you to take me flying!"

……

Song Meijuan took the cicada from He Changzai, put it in a self-made net bag, looked at him with a hint of admiration and admiration, and said:

"He Changzai, how can one cicada be enough for the three of us to eat? Since you are so powerful, hurry up and catch some more!"

"Ok!"

He Changzai nodded slightly, responded, and leaped, tossing and turning in the mulberry forest, leaping in the air.

After a while, more than 40 cicadas were caught.

Then, I found a few blue stones from the mountains to make a stove, picked up some firewood, and lit it.

Song Meijuan took out the pot from her bag, put it on the stove, and poured oil on it.

While the oil is preheating, take out the Zhanban, put the onion, ginger, garlic, and pepper on it, and chop it up.

He Changzai ran to the side of the mountain spring and washed the caught cicadas.

When the oil was hot, Song Meijuan put the chopped green onion, ginger and garlic in it, added a spoonful of salt, and stirred it with chopsticks to melt.

He Changzai poured the cleaned cicadas into the oil pan with a sting. After a while, the fried cicadas were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the fragrance wafted away.

After a while, Song Meijuan fished out the cicadas from the pot with a colander, and Si Xia put the camera on a tree branch to shoot.

A group of three, under the background of the moonlight, enjoyed the delicacies on the plate, one after another, and couldn't stop at all.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all drooling, eager to get into the video.

Join the ranks of three and enjoy this delicious meal on earth.

(End of this chapter)