Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 65 Take it, this old six
Seeing the beauty's serious questioning, Meng Tang became an exclamation point instantly. .

Sister, you are a master at blatantly framing!

Seemingly not expecting Meng Tang to answer, Song Yu looked her rosy cheeks up and down, and asked in surprise, "Meng Meng, are you cured?"

"Drink the medicine first."

"Meng Meng, you are as strong as a calf on weekdays, why are you still catching a cold?"

Sister, if you still want to talk, you'd better be quiet!
Meng Tang suppressed the desire to speak viciously, and silently scooped up a small spoonful of soup and put it into Song Yu's mouth.

"Oh, be gentle." The warm soup went straight to the root of his tongue, and the bitterness hit his brain instantly, Song Yu wrinkled his face in dissatisfaction.

"You look good, I will bear it."

"Meng Meng, my sister is also pretty, but why do you only like me?"

Meng Tang glanced at Song Yu and snorted coldly in her heart, compared to glamorous beauties, who wouldn't like stupid beauties.

Concentrating on feeding Song Yu the soup, Meng Tang suddenly remembered an important matter, and Meng Tang hurriedly asked, "Are you ready for the final exam tomorrow?"

Cough, I almost forgot about it, if I miss it, I won't be able to get double lucky money during the Chinese New Year.

I have had a fever repeatedly for three days in a row, and the temperature is dropping now. I hope to maintain the normal state tomorrow morning.

"Oh, I forgot! No, I have to go home and review my homework."

Song Yu was about to turn over and get out of bed as he said that, but Meng Tang pushed him lightly with sharp eyes and pushed him into the bed.

Faced with Song Yu's anxious expression, Meng Tang patted her on the shoulder calmly and explained: "Your father came to pick you up just now, but seeing that you slept soundly, he asked you to sleep at my house tonight. Otherwise, you can wait until tomorrow when you go to school On the way, I will tell you about the key points of the exam."

"Tch, you haven't had class for three days, do you know what the teacher is talking about?"

"Xiao Yu, are you doubting the first grade in the school?" Meng Tang asked arrogantly, raising her head.

Child, do you know who she is?No. [-] in the whole school, even if you don't have class for three days, so what, you still get the first place!

Song Yu hugged Meng Tang's arm in a moment of joy: "Hey, Meng Meng, we are best friends."

As the years go by, the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer, and there is already a strong flavor of the New Year.

Flaming long firecrackers, square couplets, tempting meat scent and flourishing flower clothes.

With a bunch of candied haws in his left hand and a bunch of marshmallows in his right, Meng Tang dazzledly stared at the dazzling array of delicacies on the street, and wiped his drool with his sleeve enviously.

Be good, there are so many delicious foods, I don't know if Brother Liang's business is good, has he opened yet?
Looking down at the full hands, Meng Tang couldn't help showing a look of shame, turned around and walked to the right corner.

"Brother, are the hairpins and headbands sold out?"

"Well, they're all sold out, and the dragonflies, butterflies and grasshoppers weaved by Brother Liang are also all sold out!"

"Wow, that's amazing. Where's Brother Liang?"

There were people coming and going on the street, and the sound of hawking was endless. Meng Tang looked around, but did not find Zhou Liang.

"Don't my master write couplets for others for free? Brother Liang thought it was a novelty, so he went to watch it."

"Then I'll go see it too?"

Automatically blocking her brother's dissatisfied yelling, Meng Tang ran to the street selling joss sticks and yellow paper.

The countryside is remote, the thinking is uncivilized, and the traditional culture handed down by the ancestors is highly respected.

Every year on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Xiaonian, sweep the dust, which means sweeping away bad luck for a year.

In the early morning of New Year's Eve, firecrackers are set off, and all gods are invited to come to the house as guests, and couplets are pasted after breakfast; in the afternoon, yellow paper, firecrackers, meat and wine are prepared to visit the ancestors' tombs; Watch together.

Posting couplets is a must-have option for Chinese New Year, so once the new year is over, the big guys start buying all kinds of couplets!
Because grandpa is the most educated old man in the village, and he is good at writing calligraphy, every spring he writes couplets for free for villagers in need.

The thick cotton shoes stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound. From afar, Meng Tang raised his head proudly when he saw circle after circle of people around the place where the couplet was written.

Grandpa said that as long as she studies hard, she will teach her the skills and methods of writing calligraphy well in the future.

Seeing that her grandfather was busy writing couplets, Meng Tang stopped slowly, and was about to stand aside to watch, when suddenly, her eyes turned sharply towards a pair of delicate and slender hands.

Her eyes gradually moved up, and Meng Tang slowly clenched her fists with her slender, white hands reaching into the tattered pockets that had been mended many times.

How dare you steal something!
Handing the unfinished marshmallows to the children playing in the mud, Meng Tang put the mask she just bought on her face and picked up a stick.

Slowly approaching Bai Nen's slender hand, Meng Tang hit the woman's hand hard and accurately with a stick, while not forgetting to shout loudly.

"The thief stole the money!"

The woman was hit on the wrist by the stick suddenly, and the money hidden in her hand fell to the ground uncontrollably. She bent down to pick up the money enduring the pain, and there was a sudden explosion in her ear.

Quickly aware of the danger, the woman was about to sneak away, but the reacting crowd surrounded the woman passionately and scolded loudly.

The woman hugged herself tremblingly, looking for the voice just now with vicious eyes.

"The thief is the most hateful, send her to the bureau."

"Send him to prison!"

A group of people clamored passionately to send the woman to prison. The momentum was so great that the tip of the brush in Meng Chengwen's hand dripped ink uncontrollably.

Meng Chengwen sighed and put down the brush, frowned and looked at the woman with disheveled clothes and plucked hair, looked around and asked, "Who found the thief?"

Just as Meng Tang was about to respond, she inadvertently met the woman's malicious eyes, swallowed silently, and covered her uncovered chin in fear.

One more thing is worse than one less thing. Anyway, the money is not lost, and the thief is also caught. It doesn't matter who is the hero who catches the thief, because the hero also needs to save his life!
She thought it through, but when she shouted to catch the thief, her voice was loud, and it would be bad if she was recognized by others, so Meng Tang slowly backed away, and was about to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly, a thrust from the left rear pushed her to the thief In front of him, by coincidence, the mask on his face fell to the ground at the right time.

Don't panic, hold on!

As long as she doesn't admit it, the hero will be someone else, but unfortunately, she meets a shit-stirring stick.

Song Mei stood where Meng Tang had just stood, and said loudly, "Grandpa Meng, it was Meng Tang who discovered the thief. Do you think she still has a stick in her hand?"

"..."

Almost convinced by this sixth child, Meng Tangsheng picked up the mask from the ground helplessly.

When the crowd heard Song Mei's words, they highly praised Meng Tang, and praised her one after another, but Meng Tang didn't care about the compliments of the crowd at this time, but was vigilant to notice the woman's vicious and sinister eyes.

If the viper's vertical pupils are dangerous and penetrating, then the woman's eyes give her the feeling of running away, otherwise she will be chewed to pieces!
Damn it, pervert!

What's even more perverted is that she actually understands it?
Meng Chengwen intended to solve the problem quickly, but when he found out that his granddaughter was involved, he felt a headache unconsciously: "Girl, did you find her stealing?"

"Grandpa, I..."

"It's her, Meng Tang!"

This sixth child, let me say a word, can she suffocate to death?

　Recently, the collection is too fast, and the book is not on the shelves yet?I have said it all, the good-looking plot is in the back, in the back!My family, I'm going crazy, can you give me a good review!

　　
　
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