Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 38 Thunderbolt
The sky was clear and cloudless, and the scorching sun was burning the earth. From a distance, the cornfield seemed to be on fire.

Meng Fang chose the beans, and begged distressedly: "Grandpa Song, the sun is shining brightly, let Tangtang come in and rest for a while!"

Old man Song was lying on the bamboo chair with a calm expression, drinking tea in a leisurely manner, and said nothing: "Have you chosen the beans?"

"not yet!"

Meng Fang moved her mouth and looked at Meng Tang, who was standing on a small bench with a teacup on her head under the sun, and silently swallowed her words of intercession.

Yesterday was too dangerous. If Grandpa Song hadn't arrived in time, Tangtang's life might be in danger.

Tangtang is still young and has an extreme personality. Grandpa did this for her own good.

After a long while, the ground was covered with sweat dripping from Dou Da. Old Man Song looked at Meng Tang sharply, and asked oppressively, "Is it wrong?"

"wrong."

Her body was extremely stiff and her throat was burning with thirst, but Meng Tang didn't dare to move.

When I meditated in my heart, "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, you must first work hard, starve your body, and empty your body..." When suddenly the tea cup on the top of the head seemed to have a tendency to fall, Meng Tang hurriedly straightened it .

Master, she was already as black as charcoal, and if she was exposed to the sun again, she would never come back to her true whiteness?
Unexpectedly, the first obstacle on the way to Bai Fumei is actually the master.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Tang scratched her ears lightly, as if she knew she had made a mistake and corrected it.

"What a mistake. The mistake is that I shouldn't have tried my best. I shouldn't have rushed to the fire, let alone run away."

Meng Tang complacently waited for the compliment after answering, but he didn't expect old man Song to sneer for the rest of his life, and instead became even angrier: "Oh, keep standing, when you know you're wrong, get off the chair again."

The strong sunlight scorched her nerves, Meng Tang bit her lip uncomfortably, she couldn't figure out what was wrong with her even after thinking about it.
Standing for too long, Meng Tang's legs trembled, tremblingly supported the teacup above her head, and cried aggrievedly: "Master, I'm a girl, if I get too tanned, I won't be able to get married in the future."

A coquettish girl is the best luck, she try again?
"What's so good about being married, I think about messy things when I'm young."

"..."

Master, can't you see that she is just selling miserably?
Besides, what's wrong with being married, she has already been a bachelor for the first time, and she will never be a bachelor for the second time!

Holding a small plate of beans, Meng Fang asked softly, "Grandpa Song, the beans are ready, I'm going to the kitchen to cook."

Old man Song pulled Meng Fang to lie on another recliner, and said with concern: "You've been tired all morning, take a break. Cook and cook until the stinky girl knows she's wrong, let her do it."

"?"

Master, she is a child, a child under seven years old, be careful to sue him for child labor abuse.

With grief and anger in his heart, his body shook unnaturally, and suddenly, the teacup on his head fell from the top of his head, fell to the ground with a bang, and fell into slag.

The broken teacup was right in front of her eyes, but Meng Tang didn't care about it. Before the master punished her, she said that if the teacup dared to drop, she would be expelled from the master.

So, less than a day after entering the teacher's school, she was going to pack up and leave?
Heaven, earth, let a thunderbolt strike her to death!
clap clap clap~
Dejected, she lowered her eyebrows and waited for the questioning. Suddenly, a white lightning fell from the sky and hit the small peach sapling beside her, scaring Meng Tang to sit on the ground.

Oh my god, even a daughter-in-law wouldn't be so obedient!
As the thunder flashed, old man Song immediately picked up the reclining chair and teapot and went into the room, of course he did not forget to call Meng Tang.

"Smelly girl, come into the house!"

The white lightning kept lingering around, making Meng Tang couldn't help but think of the scene of being struck by lightning before he died in his last life, his legs trembled, and his body lay stiff and motionless on the ground.

Could it be that someone is so miserable and will be struck by lightning twice?

Run, get up and run!
I was impatient and restless in my heart, commanding myself silently, but the reality was limp on the ground, and my face was ashen.

The ferocious lightning seemed to become more violent, attacking all the surrounding plants with a vicious aura. Meng Tang watched a peach tree not far away being chopped off by the huge thunder, and wept in horror.

Is she going to die again?
At the critical moment, Old Man Song bravely rushed out of the house and dragged Meng Tang into the house, and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "What are you dying for? You look worthless. Don't say you are my apprentice when you go out in the future."

"Tangtang, are you okay!"

Meng Fang surrounded Meng Tang with concern, and touched her body with her little hands.

"Fortunately, no injuries."

Meng Tang patted the dust on her body and explained: "I'm fine, just because I stood under the sun for too long, my legs cramped and I couldn't get up."

Old man Song glanced at Bai Mengtang, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Meng Tang: "You are so young, you have a hard mouth!"

Can't stand up with leg cramps, can't speak because of cramps in the mouth?
"it sleets!"

The loud crackling sound woke everyone up, Meng Fang looked out of the house, her eyes widened in shock.

Hailstones the size of a baby's fist fell from the sky and formed a small pit on the ground. It would be unimaginable if it fell on a human body.

Meng Tang staggered up from the ground, looked sadly at the peach tree in the yard that was smashed by the hail, and muttered in a low voice: "Master, isn't the meaning of thunder and hail on a sunny day not very good?"

The crops in the field are almost mature, but when the hail comes, the grain production may be reduced a lot!
Could God be reminding her to open up wasteland quickly?

Old man Song stared at the non-stop hailstorm with a sad face, and the wrinkles between his brows seemed to be a little deeper.

"A thunderbolt in the blue sky. After the hailstorm, most of the crops will be folded in the field. If it doesn't rain, you can still pick some. But if the hailstorm is over and the wind and heavy rain come, I'm afraid this year's autumn harvest will not be successful!"

"The hail is too big to be harvested."

Sighs came one after another from the small room, old man Song looked at Meng Tang dissatisfied, and whispered: "Stinky girl, hurry up and cook, and I will continue to punish you after eating."

What a sigh at such a young age, I am not afraid of being ugly and no one dares to marry!
Meng Tang boldly argued: "Master, I'm not as tall as a pot, so you have the heart to let me cook?"

"Girl Fang, move the small bench to the kitchen and watch carefully."

"!"

Hmph, no wonder Master is a bachelor, so he doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade!

Staring angrily at the pot that was taller than her, Meng Tang reluctantly stepped on the bench.

Turn on the fire, put oil, heat the oil, stir fry ginger, chili, star anise and fragrant leaves up and down, the fresh and fragrant seasoning smell floats in the air, then add the cleaned beans and stir fry.

After about 5 minutes, put oil, salt and monosodium glutamate into the pot again, then put an appropriate amount of water into the pot with a ladle, cover the pot and simmer.

Because there is no rice cooker, I can only steam rice with an earthen stove. First, wash the rice and put it in the pot, put it in an appropriate amount of water and cook it. After 10 minutes, scoop off the excess rice water, and then put the stewed beans into the rice and stir. After uniformity, cover the pot and continue to cook on low heat.

"Rice covered with beans, let's eat!"

　Ahhhhh, in just one month, I have already written [-] words, so I can't put it on the shelves in just one month!

　　That's too miserable, the manuscripts have been saved, and starting tomorrow, the manuscripts will be saved.

　　Woohoo, the collection hasn't broken three hundred yet, I'm so pitiful!

　　Miserable, what a miserable word!
　　Come on, Fengfengzi...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)