Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 122
After knowing who was behind the trip, Meng Tang felt a slight ripple in her heart.

In fact, she thought about many possibilities, but she didn't dare to believe it, but when the truth of the matter was revealed, she had to believe it.

But what is the motive?

She lacks nothing, and she has no reason!
Girls' jealousy or pure fun?
After thinking for a long time, Meng Tang decided to shelve this matter temporarily, because the unsatisfactory God began to drizzle again, and a large bamboo shoot grew again in the bamboo forest. She was going to go to the bamboo forest to collect a wave of small bamboo shoots.

Puffy bamboo shoots: Inhumane human beings, are they going to be bald?
Carrying the basket into the bamboo grove, she didn't know whether it was the wind that had a problem with her or the bamboo had a problem with her. If she didn't pay attention, a large piece of bamboo leaves passed through the sharp wind and blew on her cheek.

The slight tingling sensitively stirred the nerves, Meng Tang wordlessly picked up the blood-stained bamboo leaf, and tore it to shreds angrily.

Be good, you can be ugly, but she is determined not to allow scars on her face.

So, Meng Tang carried the basket into the back mountain.

The back mountain is different from the mountain "full of evil deeds" in her family, but is given various good names by the villagers.

There are a lot of century-old trees in the back mountain, and fruit trees can be found everywhere. Every time it rains, you can go to the back mountain to get a lot of harvest. It may be because the adults are busy working in the brick factory, and the mountain is empty. , did not see the villagers picking up land.

She wants to find a kind of herbal medicine in the back mountain. The villagers call this herbal medicine "Quanwang", which means that this medicine is omnipotent, especially for treating scars.

The further up the mountain, the more mud there was. Meng Tang looked down at the mud sticking to his heels, sighed silently, and found a tree to scrape off the mud.

Walking and walking, Meng Tang found the 'Quan Wang' at a crevice of rocks, put down the basket happily, took out a small shovel from the basket, and Meng Tang uprooted the herbs.

The leaves are pinched vigorously with the thumb and middle finger, crushed and applied to the face, while the soil-stained roots are placed in a basket.

"You can't leave a scar, you must not leave a scar." Holding the herb on her face with one hand, Meng Tang muttered.

Suddenly, she staggered, and Meng Tang fell to the ground, and the herbs applied on her face also fell on the soil, and Meng Tang was so angry that she beat the ground hard.

Light raindrops fell on his body, and the straw hat seemed unable to block the rain, strands of hair stuck together and hung down his shoulders.

Standing up without a word, Meng Tang staggered again in the next second, and Meng Tang laughed angrily.

She wants to see if there are gold bricks or dragon veins hidden under her feet?

Squatting down, he irritably scraped away the soil, and found a white bump on the surface of the ground. Meng Tang couldn't help but pick it with his nails, and immediately peeled off a large piece of white skin.

Fuck, what the hell is this?

Raising her hand close to her nose, smelling the faint aroma on her nails, Meng Tang couldn't help rubbing her nose.

Has she found the treasure?
Pulling the basket to her side, Meng Tang picked up the shovel and dug up the white objects.

Shovel after shovel, I don't know how long it took to dig, a white object gradually appeared in the field of vision.

The disk-like object lay quietly in the basket. Meng Tang frowned and looked at it for a long time. Various plants including medicines flashed through his mind, but none of them could match the name.

What exactly is it?
Can you sell it for money?

With strong doubts, Meng Tang ran to old man Song's house barefoot.

"Master, Master..."

Old man Song, who was sleeping soundly on a rainy day, woke up from his dream with his mouth open, and replied angrily: "Where are you calling the soul?"

"Master, look what good things I found."

Getting up with squinted eyes, before seeing Meng Tang, the old man Song began to mutter: "Girl, you are a girl anyway, can you be dignified and gentle, speak softly and slowly, you can't... ouch, where are you from?" Get such a big carrot?"

Looking at the white object bigger than the bowl in shock, old man Song smashed his mouth again.

Stewed radish with chicken, suitable for rainy days, arrange!

"Master, have you ever seen such a round radish?"

"I haven't seen it before, so where did you buy Xiao Jing as a teacher?"

The apprentice has a very good conscience, knowing that he misses her cooking, he actually brought the food to the door, not bad, worthy of praise.

Stretching out his hand to pick up the white object in the basket, he inadvertently smelled a direction. Old man Song was surprised to dig out a small piece of white skin with his fingernail and put it under his nose.

No, white radish is spicy, how can it have an aromatic smell?

"Girl, this is?"

"Honor your good things." Meng Tang rolled her eyes angrily.

Let him say all the good things, what else can she say?
Master is getting more and more greedy, and sooner or later he will have to eat up all the chickens in the backyard.

"Hey, you are joking for the teacher, don't take it seriously."

"I went up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, and I tripped over this thing twice, and then I shoveled it up."

"Found it on the back mountain?"

There will be such a thing in the back mountain, it is impossible!

Facing Master's questioning eyes, Meng Tang retorted angrily: "Take everything down, can I still lie to you?"

"The main reason is that I haven't seen this thing before. If you don't wash it, let's eat a piece and taste what it tastes like. If the taste is okay, half stew the soup and half stir-fry."

"..."

Master, can you not mention eating in three sentences?

Eating is just to satisfy the appetite, and its economic benefits should be considered. If it can be sold at a high price, it must be more cost-effective to sell it.

Facing the contemptuous eyes of his apprentice, old man Song covered his mouth in embarrassment: "Hey, I'm joking!"

"I think this item is extraordinary. Since even you, Master, don't know its origin, it means it is even more extraordinary. I'm going to go to the town, maybe someone recognizes it."

Old man Song questioned unwillingly: "What if it's just a mutated radish?"

No matter what it is, as long as you can eat it, you don't need to get to the bottom of it.

Staring greedily at the white objects flooding the direction, old man Song felt very itchy.

"Hmph, that's not for you either."

After finishing speaking, Meng Tang arrogantly picked up the basket and walked towards home.

The rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier, it is not suitable to go to the town today, and she will go again when the rain stops tomorrow.

The muddy dirt road, with thick mud sticking to the ankles, took a step and threw a lump of mud.

Carrying the heavy basket irritably, a big lump of mud flew from his heels accidentally, and then, Meng Tang heard the wailing of pain coming from behind him.

Looking back at Song Han who was sitting in the mud, Meng Tang raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Song Han?"

When did she follow?
Could it be that he wanted to push her into the mud while she was not paying attention?
Woohoo, good-looking girls can't be messed with, it's scary!
"Meng Tang, I'm here to find you." Song Han stood up from the mud with a pale face, staring at his big wet eyes.

"Ok?"

I really came to find her on purpose, so what does she mean?
Is it to admit a mistake or to add to the mistake?

Song Han looked at Meng Tang's clear and innocent eyes, but couldn't get the words out of his mouth, so he changed the subject temporarily: "My sister said that your cooking is very delicious, I want you to teach me, is that okay?"

　Woohoo, sorry, these two chapters are too much, tomorrow's plot will be interesting!

　　
　
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