Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 87 Inadvertently planting willows and willows

After the Spring Festival, we ushered in the big New Year greetings with huge crowds.

The juniors take their children to the elders’ home with gifts to pay New Year’s greetings, have a lunch, chat, and talk about the family life, and the day goes by like this!

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Meng Tang secretly ran to the small hill with the lucky money.

He took out a small shovel from his pocket like a magic trick, and dug a hole towards a piece of land.

Throwing the dirt aside one after another, and digging about ten centimeters deep, Meng Tang took out an iron box and a stack of ten cents from his pocket.

Last night when she went to the bathroom at night, she overheard the adults chatting and said that they would confiscate the children's lucky money. Hmph, that's impossible!
While her father took her brother to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings, she had to find a place to hide the lucky money.

After going around the house, she felt that the chances of her mother finding the money were too high, so she deliberately put the money in a jar and hid it outside.

Oh, how can there be such a smart and cute little girl in the world!
Proudly touching her little head, Meng Tang admired herself deeply.

"Hey!"

After burying it, Meng Tang stamped the soil hard.

Looking around, keeping the terrain firmly in mind, Meng Tang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"This place is quite safe, but if it rains heavily, will it be washed away?"

Or should it be buried next to the big tree?
Hang Chi Hang Chi dug out the iron cans buried in the soil, and Meng Tang moved his position.

Find the thickest willow tree among the hills, and dig the soil again.

"Perfect!"

After stomping on the newly dug hole, Meng Tang jumped up and down happily.

The New Year's money is saved!

"Little girl, what are you hiding?"

"?"

There was a teasing voice in the air, Meng Tang turned around and saw six middle-aged men staring at her jokingly.

Did they see it?
Meng Tang stared round her eyes in bewilderment, and grabbed the corner of her clothes helplessly.

Is it destruction?Or is it destroyed?

Song Xiangyang stared at Meng Tang in a daze, worried that she would offend the leader, so he winked and signaled: "Meng Tang, it's none of your business here, go home quickly."

"Is she the little girl who proposed to build the brick factory?"

"Yes, it's her!"

"Little girl, don't go, let me ask you a few words."

The neatly dressed middle-aged man took Meng Tang's arm and squatted gently in front of her.

"Little girl, do you know how red bricks are fired?

"Pick the soil first, then..."

Listening to Meng Tang's detailed and clear description, the man looked at the man in sky-blue clothes beside him, and couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw him nodding to him.

He asked a few more questions casually, and got a very accurate answer. The man stared at Meng Tang with a burning gaze, and said in a calm tone, "As far as I know, there is no unified theory on the firing of red bricks nowadays, and it is even more impossible for books and textbooks to do so." You have this knowledge. Little girl, how did you know about the red brick firing method?"

"I'm not lying, there are really red brick firing methods in the book. My grandfather graduated from high school and was lucky enough to pass the military inspection, but because of family problems, he didn't go to the battlefield. But he brought a lot of books home, I like reading books , Grandpa also often taught me how to read, if you don’t believe me, you can go to my grandpa!” Seemingly frightened by the man’s serious expression, Meng Tang explained with a sob in his mouth.

Song Xiangyang gently pulled Meng Tang to his side, and explained in a low voice: "Secretary, Master Tang Tang is indeed very knowledgeable, and he writes couplets for the villagers for free every year."

No wonder she knew so much at such a young age, it turned out that Lao Meng taught it himself, not surprising!
It is no exaggeration to say that if Lao Meng is willing, it is more than enough to teach a high school student. It is not surprising that he has profound knowledge and knows how to fire red bricks, but why have you never heard of him?

Hearing the village chief say good things for her, Meng Tang happily rubbed her fingers, but the next second she heard the man seriously propose: "So that's the case, no wonder... since you're here, why don't you go see the old man?"

"?"

What is the origin of this sixth child?
It's endless, isn't it? Believe it or not, she turned around and ran away!
"Little girl, uncle is leading you away."

He was cursing in his heart when his little hand was suddenly held by a warm palm.

Looking up at the suspicion and scrutiny in the eyes of the middle-aged man, Meng Tang silently swallowed the words of refusal.

Fox, this man is definitely a fox!
Sly and intelligent, her eyes seem to see through her whole being.

Terrible, so terrible!
"Okay, regardless, I have to dig out the money pot first."

Meng Tang broke free from the man's palm, and took a shovel to dig the money pot. The six men stood aside and watched with great interest.

Shame, shame!
Although she turned her back, she could still feel the man's scorching gaze staring at her, as if he was going to burn her.

Resolutely wiped off the dirt on the money jar, Meng Lie sneakily put the money jar on his chest.

The six middle-aged men stared at Meng Tang's deceitful behavior amusedly, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

This little girl is too cute!
"Let's go?"

As soon as the money pot was hidden, she heard the man's urging voice. Meng Tang took a long breath, took the man's hand, and led them to the village.

Moving a bench and sitting by the stove, the heat spread from the soles of his feet to his heart. Meng Chengwen sat by the stove wearing reading glasses, holding a book in one hand, and said to the old lady Zhou who was peeling potatoes: "Old lady, let's make some noodles at noon." eat!"

"Noodles at night and stewed chicken at noon."

Hearing that chicken was eaten at noon, Meng Chengwen was a little surprised, rolled his eyes and thought for five seconds, and asked, "Yuanyuan is coming back at noon?"

"Well, when I went to the vegetable garden to pull garlic seedlings yesterday, she asked Aunt Xianglin to pass on the words."

"How can I stew a chicken? Didn't the fourth brother send over a small piece of ribs two days ago, and I will also stew it later."

"You, you have spoiled Yuanyuan for the rest of your life!"

"It's just such a girl, who else will you spoil if you don't spoil her?"

"Okay, I'll go get some water first!"

Mrs. Zhou staggered towards the yard with a basin of vegetable washing water in her hand. Suddenly, she stepped on something, slipped and slid down, and the basin in her hand fell unconsciously.

Meng Tang led a group of people towards Meng's house. As soon as they reached the door, they heard rapid wailing and trotted into the yard.

A basin of water was coming towards her, Meng Tang ran away nimbly, but Song Xiangyang, who was trotting behind her, was a little slow to react, with a splash, his whole body was completely chilled by the water.

"Grandma, are you okay!"

Mrs. Zhou stood up tremblingly: "Oh, my old waist is useless, Tangtang, didn't you visit relatives with your mother today?"

Seeing that grandma wanted to say something, Meng Tang quickly stopped, and motioned her to look at Song Xiangyang and the others who were drenched in water: "No, grandma, they are friends of the village chief, and they came here specially to find grandpa."

"Old man, someone is looking for him!"

Granny Zhou looked at Song Xiangyang, who was drenched with guilt, and reminded: "Xiangyang, I'm sorry, my feet slipped, and I didn't see you at the door. Sigh, you are so soaked, you should go back and change quickly, so as not to catch a cold."

"It's okay, I'll accompany the book..."

"Auntie said, Comrade Song Xiangyang, go back and change quickly, and come back later."

"I'm good!"

Meng Chengwen walked out of the main room with reading glasses and a book, frowned and looked at the majestic man, asking, "Who are you?"

　Hee hee, I got a new haircut today, it's a princess cut, I think it looks pretty good to me, hey, it's not bad!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)