Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 10 Ugly Woman, Fifth Uncle Will Never Like You

Meng Tang: "..."

She really didn't think so, but since the fifth uncle mentioned it so generously, it's not easy for her to refuse.

"It's getting late, we'll go down the mountain after eating the meat."

"Uncle Wu, the meat is burnt!"

"Come here and have a taste."

Is Uncle Wu unable to tolerate her again?

Meng Tang stared at the scorched bird meat, swallowed nervously, subconsciously wanted to refuse, but subconsciously received it.

The barren mountains and ridges are inaccessible, and it is a good place to throw corpses!

"Uncle Wu, it's so bitter, so unpalatable."

Slowly took a bite, just after chewing twice, Meng Tang spat out the bird meat in her mouth twice, with a bitter melon look on her face.

"Silly."

Four of the six sparrows were burnt, and the other two were not cooked at all. The snake soup was cooked well, but it was tasteless. Meng Tang could not describe the indescribable taste for the time being.

After Meng Huachao was 'satisfied', Meng Tangbian hung his stomach on his back and asked persistently, "Uncle Wu, when the trees on the mountain are cut down, what else can we grow?"

"Plant you, bury you in the soil, water and fertilize, and in the spring of the coming year, many of you will grow on the mountain."

"?"

Does she look that stupid?

"Little Tangtang, do you want to try?"

Meng Tang puffed her cheeks and refused: "Uncle Wu, I'm hungry."

"I asked you to eat two bites just now, but if you don't eat, who is to blame for being hungry now? Hold on, it will be here in a while."

She spoke unceremoniously, but her footsteps continued to speed up. Looking at the rapidly flashing scenery, Meng Tang was greatly shocked in her heart.

In the evening, the beautiful clouds gathered in the sky, reflecting the mountain scenery, which was picturesque, but the lack of words made her unable to describe the magnificent scene.

Indulging in the beautiful scenery, lingering and forgetting to return, I don’t know where I am, and when I come back to my senses, I have already reached the foot of the mountain.

Carefully noticing the sweat on Meng Huachao's neck, Meng Tang said obediently: "Uncle Wu, let me down, and I will go by myself."

"Tired? Uncle Wu is not tired, why are you still tired! Come on, run and be more energetic."

Seeing that Meng Huachao was making fun of her, Meng Tang ran away with bad intentions.

"Uncle Wu, let's see who runs home first."

"Then you should be careful, if you are caught by me, hehe~"

On the country road in the evening, one big and one small ran around wantonly, the sun was setting, and in the simple countryside, the pure silver bell-like laughter of girls was floating in the air.

"Little Tangtang, Fifth Uncle is going to catch you."

Meng Huachao was eagerly looking at the braid that was close at hand, and was about to reach out to grab it when he accidentally fell to the ground, looked angrily at the dirt pit covered by leaves, and yelled angrily: "Who did this immoral thing? Let Lao Tzu catch it, or it will be disabled."

"Uncle Wu, are you okay!"

Meng Tang looked back at Meng Huachao who had fallen to the ground, and subconsciously tried to help her, but her outstretched hand was mercilessly slapped away. She looked at the ordinary-looking woman with fierce eyes in pain, and pouted her mouth in grievance.

"Brother Meng, why did you fall? Come, let me help you."

Ignoring the chattering woman, Meng Huachao called out to Meng Tang: "Little Tangtang, come and help Fifth Uncle."

"Go away and go home."

The outstretched hand was slapped away again, Meng Tang pursed her mouth even more aggrieved, tilted her head to look at the woman with fierce eyes, quickly said a word, and ran away.

"Ugly woman, Fifth Uncle will never like you."

Meng Huachao patted the dust on his body in disgust, and suddenly heard Meng Tang's childish words, pointing at Song Mei and laughing wildly: "Hahaha, did you hear me, children know that you are not good enough for me."

"Meng Huachao, you bastard, you bullied me again."

The people she liked laughed at her for being ugly, Song Mei slapped Meng Huachao as if she was stimulated, and cried while patting, as if she had been wronged by the sky.

The violent Meng Huachao was so irritated by Song Mei's ugly crying that he yelled fiercely: "Let go, touch me again, believe it or not, I will beat you."

"Meng Huachao, you bastard, you are bullying my sister again. Brother, come quickly, Meng Huachao is going to beat my sister."

As soon as Song Zhi came back from the field with the hoe on his shoulder, he heard Meng Huachao yelling to beat his sister, and instantly became furious. He was about to fight Meng Huachao with the hoe on his shoulder.

Song Mei clung to him like a dog's skin plaster, making Meng Huachao completely unable to free his hand, so Song Zhi hit him with a hoe from behind, annoyed, pushed Song Mei away who was in the way, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at him. past.

"Brother Meng, brother, stop beating!"

A large stone was hit on the head, and blood flowed across the eyes instantly. Song Zhi raised his hoe and threw it at Meng Huachao with bloodshot eyes.

"Meng Huachao, today either you die or I die."

Song Mei tugged on Song De's clothes, crying and begging: "Brother, please stop the second brother, let him not hit Brother Meng."

"Little sister, you are confused!"

"Brother, no matter how Brother Meng treats me, I still like him and nothing will change! Tell Second Brother to stop, or I will never recognize you again."

Stung by Song Mei's cruel words, Song De persuaded him earnestly: "Little sister, be sober, Meng Huachao won't like you."

Meng Huachao is not a good man, why can't my sister see through?
His sister is so beautiful, she can be said to be a flower in the village, why does she have to hang on the crooked neck tree?

"I don't care, I just like him anyway."

Enraged by Song Mei's stubborn attitude, Song De secretly clenched his fists, the anger in his heart ignited his nerves, and Fang Zheng's Chinese character face showed a hint of sternness: "Okay, wait until he is disabled, and see how you like it."

Song Zhi fought with Meng Huachao with a hoe on his shoulders. At first, he had some advantages, but as the weapons were confiscated, his advantages gradually turned into disadvantages, and his whole body was completely rubbed against the ground by Meng Huachao.

"Brother, come and help me."

Hearing his younger brother's painful wailing, Song De clenched his fists and rushed forward to fight Meng Huachao hand-to-hand.

Meng Huachao glanced at the menacing Song De, sneered disdainfully, took off his coat wildly, brave and fearless.

"Fight in groups? I've never been afraid of anyone!"

Song Mei looked distressedly at Meng Huachao who was surrounded by her brothers, crying in anxiety, "Stop beating, stop it, or I'll go to the village and call Uncle."

Once a man's bloodiness is aroused, it is like a caged animal coming out of the cage, uncontrollable.

The three of them fought and gradually became red-eyed. Although Song Zhi and Song De fought Meng Huachao together, Meng Huachao, as a bully from all over the world, naturally had a lot of skills. I saw him with fierce fists and moves. Aggressive, every move is a killer move, forcing the two of them into a corner abruptly.

"Brother, I'll stop him, you go call someone."

"Want to run? What a fucking embarrassment!"

Meng Huachao stared at the two brothers with bruised noses and swollen faces with contempt, and then spat on the ground in disgust.

Listening to Meng Huachao's undisguised ridicule, Song Mei's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she complained dissatisfiedly: "Brother, how could you do this? It's so shameless!"

"Little sister, are you blind? Go and call someone to help." Song Zhi looked angrily at his sister, whose elbow was about to break, and urged him sharply.

Song Mei covered her cheeks shyly, shaking her head like a rattle!

"I won't go. If you have the ability, you can defeat Brother Meng with your real skills. Brother Meng, you are so amazing. I will ask my mother to go to your house tomorrow to discuss our marriage."

　Song Zhi: Brother, is my sister my real sister?
　　Song De: I also suspect, maybe it's my mother who hugged me wrong!
　　Song Zhi: Brother, I was beaten badly.

　　Song De: Me too.

　　Song Mei: Brother Meng, come on, come on, come on, come on!

　　Song Zhi and Song De: Is it too late to throw away my sister now?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)