Chapter 145: Gossip

It is really unexpected that Song Siyu was still wronged.

Although Bai Mengmeng knew that Song Siyu was the direct murderer, she did not like this person.

The other person is obviously more despicable and more disgusting.

It’s really a headache.

Bai Mengmeng turned off her phone.

Well, the conversation between the two people just now was all recorded on video.

After all, don't panic no matter what happens, just take a picture first.

Although this news was explosive, Bai Mengmeng didn't plan to send out the video immediately.

After all, she didn't know whether there was any hidden secret in this matter, and he didn't want to get involved in this mess.

But Bai Mengmeng certainly didn't want to see another villain succeed. Song Siyu was the direct murderer who caused her disciple to be injured, and the other person also had a large part of the responsibility!

Video must be used at critical moments.

Bai Mengmeng pondered for a long time, but there was no expression on her face.

After picking Chinese cabbage in the reed marsh, I pulled out two handfuls of Chinese water spinach in the wild fields before walking to the gate of the pig farm.

I was startled as I reached the door.

“This is pig shit!”

These pork rice looks quite fresh, very good!

If it can be fermented and used as fertilizer, vegetables will definitely grow more vigorously.

I just don’t know if the pig farm wants the manure, and whether I can give him some.

Bai Mengmeng looked at the pig manure with great anxiety. After turning around a few times, she reluctantly walked towards the pig farm.

This place has a very high-tech feel, and the top is actually translucent.

Although the gate is now open, the pig house inside requires a password to enter.

On the left and right were offices, also with open doors. Bai Mengmeng was too embarrassed to go in directly, so she shouted at the door: "Is anyone there? I'm looking for Song Siyu!"

I just shouted several times, but only heard the sound of piano. There must be no one answering.

Weird! I saw him just now, but he's gone now? Who's going to mow the pigs?

Bai Mengmeng returned with regret.

But from a distance, I saw a man busy working in the wasteland.

He had neither a sickle nor a hoe, but instead a sharp ice knife, and was cutting pig grass in the direction he was walking. Clumps of pig grass were falling down quickly.

Bai Mengmeng was really surprised. This guy was quite active in his work and came to cut grass for the pigs without being notified.

Once this wasteland is reclaimed, vegetables can be grown soon.

…

Let’s go back a little bit in time.

Song Siyu had just sent that annoying guy away when he received a call from Niu Jinggang.

It is said that Director Fang took the time to grow a large field of pig grass next to the building to provide a snack for the pigs in the farm.

So he asked him to go and cut it quickly and make it into feed for the pigs.

But when he arrived at the wasteland, he found a huge field of pigweed that was taller than a person, and he suddenly felt despair.

What a joke! It will take forever to finish harvesting them!

He didn't find any tools for mowing the lawn in the entire Zigai Mountain, let alone a herbicide machine or something like that, he couldn't even find a sickle.

Fortunately, he was quite clever and used his talent to transform into an ice knife and started harvesting grass for the pigs.

He was so busy that he was sweating profusely. Many people passing by couldn't help but point and talk.

"Is this guy Song Siyu?"

"He has the most outstanding water talent in our generation. This is his own fault."

"You can't say that. Harvesting spiritual herbs is actually quite important."

"Don't you think he's being very casual? He's not worried about the spiritual herbs getting damaged."

"What spiritual herbs? He is not cutting spiritual herbs at all?" Several people were talking happily when suddenly a voice came from behind.

"Song Siyu was feeding the pigs, why did he suddenly start cutting spiritual herbs again?"

As soon as these words were spoken, one of them looked strange.

He walked over carefully and asked loudly: "Daoyou, I want to ask you what you are doing. What is the use of this grass?"

Song Siyu said without turning his head: "Of course I am cutting grass for the pigs, planning to feed them."

Questioner: ...

Oh my god, I didn’t expect this to be pigweed!

He even sneaked in last night and ate several of them, so doesn't that mean...

…

After lunch, when things were not so busy, Bai Mengmeng came to the open space and found that the people cutting grass for pigs were still busy.

She was immediately a little surprised. This guy was too hardworking. He was working at noon. Everyone had finished lunch at this time, but he was still working.

Could it be that this person hasn't even had lunch and is still working non-stop?

Although she didn't like this person, Bai Mengmeng knew the truth. Song Siyu was actually deceived. Compared to him, his brother was even more disgusting.

Although she couldn't really say for sure whether Song Siyu was clear-headed or not, that person had framed her and called her a bastard. Now Song Siyu really felt a little pitiful.

And you don't have to work so hard.

The key is, don't die of exhaustion in the fields...

Bai Mengmeng walked over and said, "Fellow Daoist Song, would you like to take a break?"

Song Siyu turned his head and was immediately shocked.

He had a good memory and immediately recognized that this man was the leader of the Qiongye Sect.

Liangcha is the eldest disciple of this sect.

He thought for a moment, his expression complicated: "Thank you, but I'm not hungry."

After saying that, he started working again.

Bai Mengmeng didn't care anymore and started digging the ground.

Although the grass is gone, the soil needs to be turned over in order to grow good vegetables.

Two hours later, after putting down their hoes, the Songs and their men were still working.

“This is too desperate.”

Bai Mengmeng was a little surprised. Could it be that this guy had a body made of iron and didn't feel tired at all?

After hesitating for a while, Bai Mengmeng picked up the hoe and returned to the cafeteria. Forget it, I should go and prepare dinner.

…

The people in the cafeteria finished their dinner. While Bai Mengmeng was finishing up, she thought of the scene in the wasteland.

Song Siyu didn't eat lunch or dinner. Is he really going to starve to death in his field?

So, after she finished washing a bucket of cherry tomatoes, she spoke to the flower buds.

"Why don't you go outside and call Song Siyu to come for dinner, if he's still here."

At this time, Huabud, your actions did not stop, but your face became a little dissatisfied.

"Song Siyu? The one who used the forbidden technique and injured the eldest brother? Master, why do you care about him and even invite him in for dinner? I think we should invite him over and give him two big slaps each. Let's see if he dares to harm the eldest brother again!"

"Well said!" Xu Bo cleared the plates and then spoke up to agree.

Bai Mengmeng was speechless for a moment, forgetting that these two people did not know the truth.

She thought for a moment, then walked over to the two of them and asked quietly.

"Ahem...here's some interesting content, definitely some explosive gossip. Do you two want to read it?"