Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 63

Village chief, why are you so fierce all of a sudden, scaring her!
Biting her little hand aggrievedly, Meng Tang pursed her mouth: "Eh, master, I'm afraid~"

"Girl, be normal. I'm a little scared to see you as a teacher."

"..."

Hmph, straight guy!
After casually handing the note hidden in his pocket to Song Xiangyang, Meng Tang angrily picked up the fishing rod.

With the stiff paper stuffed in his hand, Song Xiangyang stared at the full page with a complicated expression, deeply entangled: "Uncle Song, is it reliable?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

After deliberating for a long time, Song Xiangyang breathed out with a firm expression.

The howling winter wind was harsh and ruthless, and the shaved skin was painful. The two quickly discussed the matter of repairing the house, and Song Xiangyang left in a hurry.

The wind seems to be cooler!

"Master, if the brick factory can be built, our village will definitely become the most beautiful boy in the entire county."

"Silly boy, it's not dark yet, why are you daydreaming?" Elder Song joked as he stroked Xia Qiu's fluffy hair.

"The steps of making bricks recorded on the paper are absolutely true, and I did not lie. If the village head is ambitious and wants to do a big job, our village will definitely not be bad!"

"But your ability to fool people is too bad. If Master didn't try his best to save him, do you think you can make him make up his mind with just a piece of paper?"

After all, he is the village chief, how can he not have some real materials?
It's just that they are good at hiding their clumsiness and don't want to show off. When the brick factory is established, the village should be lively!
Old man Song looked up at the blue sky, sighed in thought, when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew across his face, and with a sneeze, the crystal clear snot bubbles shattered.

Meng Tang covered her mouth with a smirk, and suppressed a smile: "Master, go to my house for lunch, my mother is already cooking."

"Okay, girl Fang doesn't come back at noon, so it's boring for me to eat alone."

"Master, why do you still let Eldest Sister go home? What if Uncle hits her badly?"

"Don't worry, if I live an extra day, he won't dare."

"Master..."

The nagging and warm master and apprentice chatted without a word, and the cotton shoes stepped on the snow, making a crisp sound.

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Song Xiangyang sat in the main room with a complex expression, his brows filled with deep melancholy.

Uncle Song, he used to find him a job, but after careful consideration, it seemed very reasonable.

Looking around, he caught a glimpse of his daughter sitting under the window, shivering from the cold. Song Xiangyang took off his coat and covered her with distress.

"Xiaohan, it's cold in the sky, take a break!"

Song Han shook his head calmly: "Dad, I still have [-] math problems to solve."

Looking at his daughter with distressed little hands that were red from the cold, Song Xiangyang suddenly remembered what Meng Tang said, and gently stroked his daughter's soft hair: "Xiaohan, Dad asked you something?"

"Dad, sister accompanied mother to dig radishes in the vegetable field."

"Hey, dad wants to ask your teacher if he told you how bricks are made?"

"The red bricks used to build houses in the county town? No, the teacher didn't mention it." Song Han frowned and thought about it, then shook his head firmly.

The girl from the Meng family lied to him?

Stretching out his hand to cover the pocket containing the note, Song Xiangyang fell into tangled thought.

The stars are changing, the thick snow is gradually melting, and the children reluctantly start their studies.

Breathe out anytime and anywhere, and the white mist rises like a fairy.

On the way back from school, Meng Tang was humming happily, when suddenly, her arm was firmly grabbed.

"Meng Meng!"

"Little Fairy, why didn't you go back with your sister?"

Song Yu pouted and muttered unhappily: "Meng Meng, my sister has ignored me for three days, do you think she is still angry before?"

The pretty little girl wrinkled her face unhappily, she always felt sorry for the beauty, and Meng Tang, who understood the hearts of beauties, comforted her warmly: "Your sister is generous, so she doesn't care about little things. I heard my brother said that the final exam will be in two days. , your sister is probably busy studying."

"That's right, she is so strong, she strives to be the first in everything, if she doesn't take the first place at the end of the semester, she will probably cry."

Song Yu wrinkled her nose cutely, her eyes were clear and lively.

Comprehending Song Yu's teasing point, Meng Tang nodded, looking at the setting sun in the distance, sighed: "The setting sun in winter is so beautiful!"

The huge disc-like sun emits the last ray of warmth, the cold wind blows the willow branches, and the willow branches stained with orange light sway gracefully.

As the sun sets, the orange light shines thousands of miles away, and the muddy land is also smudged with light, so that the mud sticking to the shoes becomes lovely.

Meng Tang stretched her arms and sighed involuntarily: "It would be great if I could buy and sell the afterglow of the setting sun!"

Song Yu turned his head slightly to look at Meng Tangwei's fair skin, and reached out to touch the small fluff on her face.

"Hiss, it hurts~"

Accidentally tearing off a handful of fluff, Song Yu swallowed nervously, and changed the subject tactfully: "Meng Meng, I secretly heard from my dad that our village is going to build a brick factory, do you know about it?"

Old man, it's been two weeks since she overheard?

Covering his mouth arrogantly, there was a smug smile on the corner of his lips.

She has first-hand information about building a brick factory, and she actually came to the door in front of her to make an axe, so she had to 'serve and wait' for the little fairy!

Meng Tang's eyes widened exaggeratedly: "Ah? When did it happen, why didn't I hear about it?"

"..."

Mengmeng, it's not suitable, it's not suitable for her to pretend to be cute and stupid, it's too contrived!

Her father deliberately gave her the task without telling her sister, let her take the opportunity to tell Meng Meng's words, and said that Meng Tang is a simple and innocent person, and he will definitely confide in it unconsciously.

But why did she feel that her father was the one who was stupid and innocent?

Song Xiangyang: How could anyone say that about his father?He vomited three liters of blood!

"Meng Meng, do you think it is good or bad to build a brick factory in the village?"

"It's hard to say. Building a factory can make money, but people will become bad if they have money. But I still hope that the people in the village will become rich, otherwise how can I make money from them?"

You must know that she has implemented many small ways to make money, such as homemade cute hairpins, delicious snacks that are not popular, and hot pot that is too spicy to have friends. Although she is just suggesting ideas, Zhou Liang and his brother will implement them, but she will get half of the share.

If she hadn't been bent on opening up wasteland, she might have become the 'Jack Ma' in the jewelry industry long ago!
Listening to Meng Tang's candid answer, Song Yu looked down at the beautiful jewelry on his wrist, recalled what his father said, and sincerely sighed: "Meng Meng, why are you omnipotent?"

In the past, there was a "big mountain" sister in front of her, which made her feel inferior, but then another "big mountain" Meng Meng appeared next to her, she is a waste! ! !

Do whatever you want, mischievous No.1!
If you look better than her, no one is smarter; if you don't look as good-looking as her, no one is smarter!
"Little fairy, do you want to know the secret? Let me tell you, if I were an ordinary person, I wouldn't tell her the secret, but you are different. We are good friends, so I know everything about you. The reason why I have so many ideas is that People are also clever, because I often stay up in the middle of the night."

Song Yu was shocked: "Don't you sleep at night?"

"Well, don't sleep. Once a person sleeps, the brain will stop thinking and become stupid, so I will stay awake all the time. Tonight, can you go home and try?"

"Okay, I'll try it tonight!"

　Old Man Song: Apprentice, learn from me and be a fool!
　　Meng Tang: Don't worry, I'm studying, I'm going to find a test subject?

　　Old Man Song: Oh?What a poor little boy!
　　Meng Tang: Hey, it must be a little fairy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)