Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 46

Meng Jie subconsciously pulled Song Yu behind him, and comforted him softly, "Sister Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Meng Tang curled her lips in disgust, and shouted loudly: "Brother, I also want your protection."

"Go aside!"

"Humph!"

Meng Tang pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and squatted in the field with a shovel, digging hard on the hard ground.

The brother who sees sex and forgets his sister, is ruthless!cruel!
Pushing Meng Jie away in disgust, Song Yu complained dissatisfied: "I don't need your protection."

Seeing Meng Jie's dejected expression, Zhou Man, who stood aside to watch the fun, raised his voice to defend him.

"Song Xiaoyu, why are you so busy?"

Every day she pretends to be like Xiao Bailian, wailing at every turn, brother Jie is kind enough to protect her but still gets rejected, could this be the old saying my brother taught yesterday: a dog bites Lu Dongbin and does not know a good heart.

"Zhou Xiaopang, do you deserve a beating?"

"Song Xiaoyu, do you dare to hit me? Come on, come on, hit me if you have the ability!"

Zhou Yiyi pouted his buttocks, looking mean.

The scorching sun was like thorny roses piercing into the skin closely. Meng Tang took a shovel and digged for a long time, but he didn't find half a peanut. One is lifted.

"Arguing in the shade of a tree, you won't get tanned!"

Feeling Meng Tang's yin and yang taunting her, Song Yu wrongedly pointed at the fist-sized hole in the field.

"Meng Meng, look for yourself, what's in this hole!"

The bottomless black hole was like an abyss, faintly heard a faint voice inside, Meng Tang took the corn stalks aside and pounded it into the hole without hesitation.

The corn stalks about [-] to [-] centimeters long were smashed into a third of the hole, but they continued to push in, and their expressions became more and more excited.

There is a saying in the agricultural book: In the fields and countryside, the depth of the cave is a cave, which can store ten thousand grains!
Faintly sensing that there is food stored in the hole, Meng Tang smiled and greeted Zhou Liang who was honestly shaving peanuts aside: "Brother Liang, please help me!"

"Rat nest?"

Seeing Zhou Liang speak out, Meng Tang stared at Zhou Liang with glowing eyes and raised her thumb in admiration.

"Clever! But the hole is so deep that I'm afraid there might be snakes in it."

As the saying goes, snakes and mice have a nest, if there are poisonous snakes hidden deep in the cave, Barbie will be caught!
Zhou Liang thought about it carefully, and a perfect plan suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Xiaojie, do you have any matches?"

Meng Jie was shocked: "Brother Liang, how did you know that I secretly took the matches?"

When he secretly packed matches, he was not found. Brother Liang must not be superhuman!
Taking the matchbox, Zhou Liang used the palm of his hand as a ruler, silently gestured for a long time, and picked up a shovel to draw a triangle icon on the ground.

"Xiaojie, I'm satisfied, you go and pick up some corn leaves."

Meng Tang looked at Zhou Liang's every move curiously, and asked tentatively, "Brother Liang, are you going to drive them out with fire?"

"Forcing with thick smoke. I just looked at the terrain and found no other holes. Either they have only one old nest, or another hole is hidden very deep. In any case, we must let them come out of the hole by themselves."

It makes no difference whether there are snakes or mice in the hole, and they have no intention of harming them, their only purpose is the food hidden in the hole.

Song Yu stood on the side sullenly, watching them each have a division of labor, and they all had work to do, but she was embarrassed and in the way, her eyes gradually turned red.

She had never been so ignored. Meng Meng kept saying that she was a little fairy, but he didn't regard her as a friend at all.

Aggrieved, he picked up the shovel and squatted on the ground for a while to plan. Suddenly, he felt the shovel shaking violently. Song Yu took the shovel away suspiciously, and happened to meet the small round eyes above him, and suddenly sat down on the ground in fright.

Immediately realizing that something was wrong with Song Yu, Meng Tang, who was busy digging a cave, hurried over.

"Little fairy, what's wrong?"

"Meng Meng, old...mouse!"

The bright red blood stained the wet soil, and only half of the skin of the broken body was connected together. The strong smell of blood was scattered in the air, and Song Yu's tender fingers trembled and drooped on the ground.

She kills!

"Don't be afraid, it's dead."

Carefully comforting the terrified Song Yu, Meng Tang gently helped her to rest under the shade of a tree.

Returning to the field, Meng Tang stared at the dying mouse, and dug a pile of dirt to cover it with disgust.

Meng Tang: "Brother Liang, there are mice in the hole."

Zhou Liang: "But we don't rule out the possibility that there are snakes inside. It's better to be careful. By the way, is Xiao Yu okay?"

Meng Tang stared at the slightly handsome Zhou Liang who was a head taller than her, and teased in a good mood: "Since you care about her, why are you sneaking around?"

When the little fairy was close to him, she ignored him, and when she ignored him, she cared silently, how awkward!

Zhou Liang sighed: "You are still young and don't understand right and wrong between families. Many times, we may not be able to accomplish what we want to do. Living is already very difficult for me, and how can I maintain the illusory things. "

Hearing Zhou Liang's dejected words, Meng Tang disdainfully sprinkled a pinch of wet soil on the mouse's corpse.

"The public says the public is right, and the mother-in-law says the woman is right. Our focus now is how to keep the food stored by the mice as our own."

The two were discussing where to start construction, and Meng Jie and Zhou Yiyi, who were looking for corn leaves, returned with a full load.

Spread the dried corn leaves in a fan shape and pile them up at the hole, untie the bamboo tube hanging from the waist, and pour warm water on the top layer of corn leaves.

The degree of humidity was appropriate, Zhou Liang arranged their respective positions, and told them worriedly: "I will find the food later, don't take it all, save a little bit."

Rats are very temperamental creatures. Once they find that their old nest is over, and their hard-earned food is lost, they will definitely be angry and die.

Grandpa once said to him: Stay on the front line in everything, so that we can meet each other in the future.

Looking around at his friends, seeing them all nodding nervously, Zhou Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead, squatted down and lit the outermost corn leaves.

The flames ignited at once, and soon burned to the wet corn leaves. The fire turned to a low fire, and the small fire turned to extinguish, and then the thick black smoke slowly led to the entrance of the cave.

The plan was half successful, Zhou Liang not only did not let out a sigh of relief, but even more nervously said: "Everyone, pay attention to safety."

It is the first time to be a military adviser and then a general. The burden on him is quite heavy, but he has a sense of accomplishment!

A group of children stared at the smoking hole, holding the shovel tightly in their small hands, and beads of sweat flowed from their foreheads to their necks.

Chirp~
There seemed to be a faint voice, and the faces of the children changed drastically, and they backed away involuntarily.

It was too late, then soon, when they retreated, a series of mice came out of the hole, some mice were as big as a kitten, and some mice were as big as a thumb.

Meng Tang hid behind Meng Jie in shock, and waited for a while, seeing that no mouse had come out of the hole, she patted her chest with a pale face.

The mouse has run away, start unloading food!
Putting the beautiful little basket aside, Meng Tang pawed the ground for a long time, and when she was too tired to breathe, she changed to Zhou Liang's planer, followed by Meng Jie... several people took turns, After digging about [-] to [-] centimeters deep, there is still no shadow of half a grain.

So tired, so frustrated!

Song Yu, who was in a good mood, took the shovel and asked in a low voice, "How about I try?"

　Author: "Is it possible that what the little fairy is afraid of is the death of the mouse?"

　　Meng Tang: Isn't she afraid of mice?
　　Author: Why don't you go chop a mouse and try, remember, the kind that is half dead.

　　Meng Tang:········

　　
　
(End of this chapter)