Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 80 'Long Legs' New Year's Money

Her house collapsed again!

In just two days, the house collapsed twice. Should she consider changing another house, but she is reluctant...

Song Yu stared at the beaming Zhou Liang with burning eyes, bleeding from the tip of his heart.

He has never shown such a happy expression to her, is she unworthy?

Meng Jie held half a piece of saponin that he had finally begged from the villagers' house in his hand, and hurried into the back room, but he looked at Song Yu who was blocking the door, and hurriedly urged: "Xiao Yu, why are you blocking the door, go in quickly, Tang Do you want sugar in a hurry?"

"Ah!"

Song Yu looked sadly at the two people who were hugging each other tightly, sneered disdainfully, put the goat milk on the ground, and left resolutely.

Zhou Liang looked at Song Yu who was leaving angrily in confusion, and when he turned his head, he saw Meng Tang and Zhou Liang who were inseparable, and asked in shock: "Ah, why are you two hugging again?"

Meng Tang: Is this really weird?It's not that she doesn't want to let go, but Brother Liang doesn't let go at all!

Looking at Song Yu's back that was drifting away, Meng Tang struggled violently: "Brother Liang, let me go, Xiao Yu is angry!"

"But I need reassurance, too."

A deep and fragile voice sounded in his ears, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and Meng Tang stopped struggling instantly.

The self-proclaimed manly big brother suddenly showed a fragile expression, and she couldn't help but feel a little distressed!
Xiaoyu is often angry, so it's not bad for a while, she will comfort Brother Liang later, and she will just coax him.

Song Yu: What kind of scumbag tone is this?Cooperating with her is easy to coax!
The shoulders were squeezed hard, making Meng Tang a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly called out to the stupid Meng Jie: "Brother, Brother Liang is in a bad mood, come and give me a hug."

"it is good!"

Meng Jie obediently stepped forward to hug Zhou Liang, chattering comfortingly.

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Brother, the road is narrow!
Zhou Liang pushed Meng Jie away and ordered: "Xiao Jie, go and coax Xiao Yu."

"Brother Liang, with my brother accompanying you, he will definitely comfort you. I'll go find Song Yu."

Taking advantage of the entanglement between the two, Meng Tang hurriedly fled the place of right and wrong.

Xiaoyu, I get angry twice in three days, can the frequency be reduced?
The cute figure disappeared from view, and Zhou Liang looked at Meng Jie very dissatisfied.

"Scatter!"

"Brother Liang, are you so fierce?"

Obviously he was very gentle just now, why did my sister change her face as soon as she left? Is it because he is not worthy of gentleness?
Staring straight at Meng Jie, who was in a daze with all his thoughts on his face, Zhou Liang rubbed his forehead helplessly: "It's time for breakfast!"

Speaking of Meng Tang's side, she spent so much time talking that her lips were almost worn out, but Song Yulen didn't let go.

Just like last night, "Sun Tzu's Art of War" was used over and over again, but Song Yulen didn't say a word, and threats and temptations were even more useless!

Under the cold wind, Meng Tang was shut outside with a slam, and was slammed.

Standing at the door and calling for the door for a long time, but the door just won't open. Helpless, Meng Tang can only go home to replenish energy.

A large dumpling filled with meat and juicy, both adults and children like it very much. There is not even soup left in a pot full of dumplings!

After breakfast, Zhou Liang led the two brothers and sisters of the Meng family to the villagers' homes to pay New Year's greetings.

On the day of the Spring Festival, commonly known as a leisure day for visiting and chatting, the older children led the younger children to visit the elders' homes in the village.

The general procedure is to say auspicious words first, then kowtow, and then the elders chat to express their hearts.

The so-called expression of affection is to give lucky money, the amount is generally not much, about one or two cents.

From the east end to the west end, all the way down, the pockets soon swelled, Meng Tang happily touched the money in the right pocket, and grabbed the melon seeds in the left pocket, so happy!
No wonder young people in the 21st century often say that the Chinese New Year is becoming less and less old-fashioned. It turns out that this is how it feels!
There is not much money, but the affection is very deep. No matter what conflicts there are between adults, they treat children equally.

Walking on the country road with snacks in hand, there are naughty children holding matches and setting off firecrackers, and the crackling sound is unbearable.

"Brother Liang, let's do something big!"

Meng Jie was terrified: "Sister, what do you want to do?"

"it is good."

Without Meng Tang's gesture, Zhou Liang intelligently understood what she meant, and nodded in response.

Meng Jie yelled anxiously: "Hey, when did you two get along so well? Why didn't you bring me to play together, I want to participate too!"

When three people go together, there must be Meng Jie!

Zhou Liang looked back at Meng Jie who was yelling anxiously, and sighed speechlessly: "Hurry up, or you won't be in time for dinner."

"Are we still going to eat?"

Whose house are you going to pay New Year's greetings, and why are you still eating?

Before leaving home in the morning, my mother told them not to let them eat at other people's homes, saying that the meaning was not good.

The cold wind rustled, and Meng Jie's words were like a gust of wind, quickly dissipating in the air!
As they walked further and further away, the bamboo forest path was close at hand, and Meng Jie gradually understood the meaning of their words.

Is he too stupid, or are they doing things on purpose? Why is he so slow in understanding?
The cold wind passed by, the bamboo leaves were fluttering, and the girl in the red padded jacket with her hair draped was striding among the bamboos.

There was half a bowl of boiling water on top of her head, her fists were placed in front of her chest, and her legs were separated vertically from the ground. The cold wind passed through and the bamboo poles swayed, but the girl stood there like a pine and cypress, motionless.

Sweat flowed down her temples into her neck, and the cold wind blew by, making goose bumps on her neck, but the girl didn't even blink her eyes.

clap clap clap!
The three of Meng Tang slapped their hands sincerely, feeling deeply moved in their hearts.

Turning her eyes, seeing a familiar visitor, Meng Fang blinked her eyes, and then continued to stand still for the next second.

"Brother, how do you compare with eldest sister?"

"No, I love to move, I can't hold on."

Meng Tang sighed: "Me too, Eldest Sister has such strong perseverance and perseverance, no wonder Master insisted on letting Eldest Sister inherit the mantle."

"Let's go, don't disturb her."

A group of people continued to move forward, passed the corner, and the house hidden in the deep bamboo forest appeared in front of them.

Meng Tang jumped into the room excitedly, and shouted: "Master, Happy New Year, my apprentice wishes you a New Year!"

Several people turned around the back room and the main room, but none of them looked at Old Man Song.

Meng Jie ran around the house for several times but didn't see anyone, so he could only shout loudly: "Grandpa Song, where are you?"

"look up!"

Three silly kids, going round and round the house, can't look up?
Old man Song stroked his beard and looked at the chubby three people, with a look of disgust: "Thank you, let's go back!"

"Master, we will stay and have lunch with you."

"No need!" Old Song refused mercilessly.

How could the old man not know what they were planning?
"Happy New Year, Master. I wish you good health and good luck in the New Year. Here are the red envelopes!"

Seeing that the tactful way didn't work, Meng Tang directly knelt down and kowtowed, and asked for red envelopes in New Year's greetings by hitting a straight ball.

Hey, although the old ginger is spicy, it can't stand the tenderness of the new ginger!

"Here, take it and leave."

The three looked at the red envelope in front of them, and took it excitedly, but after counting it, they all looked at each other in surprise.

Why is this money somewhat familiar?

The three of them fumbled for their pockets one after another, only to find that the pockets were empty and there was nothing there.

What about money?

Run with long legs?

　Song Yu: Despicable, shameless, obscene...

　　Meng Tang: I really didn't mean to.

　　Song Yu: I didn't mention you, whoever I said knew it.

　　Zhou Liang: So you are pointing at me?
　　Song Yu: It's you, green tea!
　　Zhou Liang: Tangtang, I feel so uncomfortable, my heart hurts.

　　Meng Tang: Where does it hurt, let me see.

　　Song Yu: ·······(excited)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)