Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 123 Boom Boom~
"What?"

What did the little fairy say?
Meng Tang looked at Song Han suspiciously and puzzled, the sticky sweat flowing down her neck, plucking at her heartstrings.

"I want to learn how to cook with you."

"What?"

She did bad things secretly, so why would she demand her with a righteous face?

Meng Tang was very puzzled.

Song Han walked slowly to Meng Tang's side, and raised his chin: "I threw the mushrooms and bamboo shoots to dry in the water tank, and I apologize to you."

"..."

Is this an apology?

Staring strangely at Song Han with his nostrils upturned, who looked like a proud peacock, Meng Tang couldn't help scratching his neck.

Are people who do bad things so emboldened these days!

"I have apologized, and you forgive me, so when will you teach me how to cook?"

"I forgive you? When did it happen!"

Song Han waved his hand: "That's not important, you just tell me whether to teach me to cook or not?"

"Don't teach."

Hmph, force her?
Sorry, I don't like being at the mercy of others in my life!
Being directly rejected, Song Han stared at Meng Tang angrily, and asked with a stern face: "You are so stingy, I apologize, what else do you want from me?"

"You can do whatever you like, and it has nothing to do with me. However, you have done something bad, why don't you feel guilty?"

"Didn't you already pick it up!"

"..."

Speechless, the whole thing is a big speechless, I have never seen it in my life, I have never seen it in my life!

Meng Tang sneered at Song Han who had no guilt at all, rolled her eyes helplessly, as if she was too lazy to talk to her, and turned to leave.

"Meng Tang, stop. It's your blessing to let you teach me how to cook. Do you want to teach me or not?"

"Repay your luck, I won't teach you."

What the hell, do you want this blessing for her?

Be good, she's obviously begging for help, she's made her look like a master, hey, my master won't serve you anymore!

"I've already apologized, what else do you want?" Looking at Meng Tang's leaving back, Song Han yelled angrily.

What is she doing?
This is the first time she apologized, what else is she dissatisfied with!

If it wasn't for Xiaoyu's dissuasion in every possible way, she would not want to come?
Isn't it just that she has a good brain, has more small tricks, and studies better than her. Besides, what is she proud of?
The more Song Han thought about it, the angrier he became, stomped his feet angrily, turned around and limped away.

Zhou Liang, who was squatting under the eaves, caught a glimpse of Meng Tang who was going home angrily, and asked concerned: "Tangtang, why have you been here for so long?"

"I accidentally scratched my face when I was digging bamboo shoots, and then I went to the back mountain to look for 'Quan Wang', and then I came across such a thing." Said, Meng Tang took out a white object from the basket and put it on the ground.

"White radish?"

"Hey, do you and Master have a tacit understanding? Why do you answer exactly the same?"

"Not a white radish?"

"Of course not. It's a drug with an unknown name and unknown efficacy. I'm going to the town tomorrow to let the doctor take a look. Maybe I can make a lot of money?"

Carefully wrapping the white radish with straw and placing it in the yard, Meng Tang couldn't help falling into a beautiful fantasy.

Chao Wendao, Xi can die!
"Tangtang, I went for a run on your mountain two days ago, and found that the herbs I planted seem to have a tendency to bloom."

"Really? I haven't gone up the mountain to see it for several days. I'll go and have a look tomorrow afternoon. Hehe, I don't know what color flower it is."

"It should be yellow, but it doesn't have to be. Tangtang, Grandpa Song said that you haven't exercised much these days. Do you want to be able to squat?"

If you have a wish in your heart and practice it, sooner or later, your dream will truly come true.

Father's unfulfilled dream, he will fulfill it for him!
He will obey his mother's last wish!
Looking at Meng Tang with clear eyes, Zhou Liang suddenly smiled.

She is a ray of light, pointing out the direction for him who is swimming shallowly on the seabed!

Under Zhou Liang's sincere invitation, Meng Tang stood beside him, gaiting straightly.

After a while, sweat flowed down the temples, falling to the ground one by one, moistening the cracks in my heart.

In the middle of the night, a wave of urination aggressively hit the bladder, making Meng Tang toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.

The subconscious mind was already awake and informed her that she had to go to the toilet, otherwise she might wet the bed, but the deep consciousness told her that it was dark and ghosts could not go to the toilet.

The latrines in rural areas are usually built behind the house, which is a small room of about two or three square meters. The internal structure of the toilet is very simple. There is a huge broken vat at the bottom, and two wooden boards are placed on top of the vat. When you need to go to the toilet, the double With your feet on the board, you can still hear the faint creaking sound.

In addition to the somewhat scary structure of the toilet, the next step is to go through a path of about five or six meters on the way to the toilet. Follow the path and look towards the toilet in front. The first thing you see is the earthen grave behind the toilet.

Han villagers in the plain area practice burial. When someone dies of old age or accident, they will find a geomantic master to choose a geomantic treasure, put the body in a coffin and bury it in the soil.

Therefore, earthen graves can be seen everywhere in the rural land.

The urge to urinate seems to be getting stronger and stronger. I tried my best to control my thoughts to resist the physiological function, but the more I resisted, the stronger the urge to urinate.

The strong urge to urinate forced Meng Tang to toss and turn on the bed, and her consciousness was also forced to wake up. She had no choice but to throw off the quilt and go to the toilet boldly under the warning that she was about to wet the bed.

Gently opened the door, through the bleak moonlight, Meng Tang looked around vigilantly, trotted into the toilet.

Perhaps there was too much rain, which played a role in lifting hair. As soon as I squatted on the wooden board, I heard a creaking sound, as if liquid was splashing on my feet.

Vaguely, it seemed that something was slowly shattering in my heart.

When a person has a very strong urge to urinate, the urethra loses its activity due to the long-term stimulation of urine, and it rises and falls intermittently.

Looking irritably at the corner, Meng Tang accidentally caught a glimpse of the small white object twisting its body, which scared Meng Tang to speed up the process immediately.

Mom, she's too afraid of going to the bathroom on rainy days, it's a physical and mental torture!
Finally, the torment was over, Meng Tang shook her body and ran towards the house.

quack!

what sound?
As soon as she ran to the yard, she heard a creaking sound, which made Meng Tang tremble all over in fright, and turned her head to look around the yard shyly.

Honey, this voice sounds crisp and bright, why is it a bit like chewing something?

Speaking of chewing things, the ghost story my mother told two days ago suddenly flashed in my mind, saying that mother toad lived in a small house with seven little toads. One night, mother toad asked the big toad to pick dates from a jujube tree, and then the big The toad fell to his death; on the second night, mother toad asked the second toad to go to the jujube tree to pick dates, and then fell to his death again; on the third night...until the fifth night, the fifth toad did not go to the tree because of illness Picking dates, but when he went to the bathroom at night, he heard the mother toad chewing something. Looking carefully, it turned out to be the bodies of the eldest brother and the second brother.

On the sixth night, the five toads went to pick dates from the tree, and lied to mother toad that there were too many dates on the tree. Then mother toad fell to her death after picking dates from the tree, so five toads and their brothers ate mother toad.

The atmosphere of this story is too strong, especially now, when the mist is pervasive and the silence is late at night, the sound of cluck cluck is so crisp and loud!

　There are so many evils in the world, who can tell the difference between black and white?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)