Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 104 Four Childish Ghosts

If they fight recklessly and let them fight, wouldn't it be fatal?

"It's okay, don't worry about it. Grandpa Song said that the world is false and false, and they are born together. The two of them are destined for a lifetime. Even if they beat each other badly, they can still get along peacefully afterwards. It's not surprising."

Shocked to the point of being speechless, Meng Tang still persisted in asking: "Ah? Uncle, won't you resist afterwards?"

"Yes, but when my mother succeeds, she will beat him harder. You see, for nearly half a month, everyone in the village has been busy building a brick factory, but they have been busy fighting. From the field to the yard, from the yard to the Bed, if the family is not poor and unable to build a new house, I really doubt that they will demolish the house."

Meng Tang's gossip face: "Is it so intense?"

"It's more than that? If you look carefully at their faces, there's a good piece of meat. I just passed by and bumped into them by accident, and then I helped a little, so they didn't care about us."

Meng Tang looked at Meng Fang, who had a hint of evil in the corner of her lips, she couldn't help shaking her shoulders, and grabbed Zhou Liang's palm in fear: "Okay then, let's go to my house for dinner first."

Blackened women are the scariest, don't mess with them!
But she was really curious, what did the eldest sister help?

Meng Fang: Sister, I know a lot about the truth.

In the evening, the workers who went to work carried their tools, talking and laughing as they headed home.

Beautiful clouds gather in the sky, blooming with brilliance.

White smoke rose slowly from the chimney, and after a while, the aroma of rice overflowed.

After dinner, night fell.

Looking at the sky from a distance, the night is as dark as ink and as deep as Xu. The stars and the moon seem to hide in the clouds in fear.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the branches swayed. It was a night without stars and moon, and the night was indescribably weird.

There was a burst of dog barking everywhere, but after a while, the dog barking gradually died down.

Scratching the big bag on her arm, Meng Tang was a little annoyed: "Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's probably coming soon!"

"Ah, why do mosquitoes only bite me and not you?"

Meng Fang pointed to the bleating sheep gnawing on grass and explained: "Who asked you to lead the bleating sheep? It is an animal, and it is easy to attract mosquitoes."

"I don't want to hold it either, but it will be safer with it at night."

Meng Tang squatted down and looked at the baa-baa sheep, who was burying her head in the binge, holding her face in doubt and asked, "Baa-baa sheep, why do you attract mosquitoes so easily?"

"Tangtang, it can't talk, let it eat grass honestly!"

As soon as Meng Fang finished speaking, the bleating sheep, who were grazing, stared at their big eyes and bleated twice.

People look down on sheep, but they actually look down on it?

Damn it, it's the proud sheep among sheep!

Flicking its ears arrogantly, the bleating sheep continued to indulge in grazing.

Meng Fang pointed at the bleating sheep and asked in disbelief: "Tangtang, did it roll its eyes at me just now?"

"It's so dark, you can still see it rolling its eyes?"

Meng Fang doubted herself: "No?"

Only Zhou Liang looked expressionlessly at the bleating sheep grazing with their heads down, and his fingers could not help but tighten.

The three of them chatted, and there was a lively dog ​​barking not far away.

Carrying half a bag of tools, old man Song walked to the foot of the mountain with a steady breath, frowning and looking around.

"Don't hide, I've seen you. Come out, we have to hurry up and go home before twelve o'clock at night."

Meng Tang hung upside down on the branch, lowered her head and asked, "Master, why do you have to go home before twelve o'clock at night?"

Suddenly, a head of beautiful hair hangs down from the tree, and Old Man Song swallows his saliva in fright: "Yo, stupid girl, come down quickly."

Meng Fang peeked out her head from the weed pile beside her: "Grandpa Song, why do you want to go home before twelve o'clock at night?"

Although he had made psychological preparations, the night was too dark to see anyone, only a row of white teeth, which scared old man Song to hit Meng Tang.

Meng Tang: Innocent, wronged!

"Hey, girl Fang, why are you imitating bad habits? Where's Xiaoliang? Get him out quickly, we're in a hurry."

Zhou Liang was hanging upside down on a tree branch, threatening with grimaces: "Grandpa Song, will you call me again?"

The old man Song, who was scared again, complained dissatisfiedly: "Oh, poor boy, what are you doing to scare the old man?"

Three poor children, one after the other, aren't afraid of scaring the old man to do anything good or bad?
Glancing at the three of them with disgust, old man Song angrily climbed up the mountain with his bag on his back.

Meng Fang looked at the old man Song who turned his head and left, uneasy: "Tangtang, is Grandpa Song angry?"

"It seems a little bit."

"Then what should I do? Grandpa Song is usually so kind to me, but I pretended to be a ghost to scare him. Oh, I'm so bad!"

Meng Tang comforted: "It's okay, Master is not a stingy person, let's go and coax together."

The three of them followed Old Man Song side by side, side by side. During this period, the three of them tried to catch up with Old Man Song and walk in front of him, but without exception, they were all blocked without any room.

There is no way, the three of them can only take the initiative to attack and hit a straight ball.

"We were wrong!"

Some people admit their mistakes, but it doesn't mean that someone forgives them, so their confession can only be whimpered by the wind.

When one move failed, Meng Tang nodded at the two of them, and fell to the ground with an ouch.

"Master, I sprained my ankle!"

"You two will send her back, and I will go up the mountain alone."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were dumbfounded, and they no longer dared to be monsters, and followed old man Song obediently.

Climbing the mountain late at night, without the stars and the moon to guide the way, and the mountain road is rugged, it took the four of them a long time to walk halfway up the mountain.

Tonight, the stars were sinking in the west, there were no stars and no moon, and there was a strong wind from time to time. Old man Song stopped walking slightly panting, looked deeply at the top of the mountain, and lowered his head to turn something from the bag.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Old man Song tightly clutched the mouth of his bag, and said solemnly, "I want to take a magic weapon. Turn around and don't peek."

After making old man Song angry, the three of them naturally would not resist the first request made by old man Song.

Turning around obediently, the three of them were guessing in their hearts!
"Okay, turn around?"

The three of them got the order, turned their heads, and the next second, they yelled in horror.

The pale face, the eyeballs falling out of their sockets, the blood red tongue, and the ferocious expression, so... so scary!
Old Man Song took back the flashlight calmly, and asked with a sneer, "Hmph, do you know what it's like to be scared?"

With a pale face covering her trembling heart, Meng Tang muttered dissatisfiedly: "Master, why do you still hold grudges about what happened half an hour ago?"

God, she was scared to death!
For a moment just now, she thought she really saw a ghost!

"Yo, because I'm a child, I wantonly scare others, so why don't I go back?"

"Master, please speak well, don't be weird, listen to people!"

Old man Song continued to taunt: "Cowards, I've scared you so far!"

"Grandpa Song, is there something behind you?"

"Boy, this trick is useless to me."

Meng Tang suddenly yelled: "Ah, is there someone standing there?"

　The friendship between women and women is really touching. Whether it is the little sisters around me or some things I know, I deeply feel that women are really attractive.

　　Don't care about, don't hold hostility towards each other, live well, live hard, isn't it difficult?
　　Why do people not live in peace with each other?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)