What made Meng Tao happy was that the person who delivered the egg soup was Tian Yalan. Since she was at home, she would be able to drink the delicious pheasant soup later.

The girl who came with Tian Yalan was a girl from the same village named Zhou Cuilian, who appeared many times in the novel. She was Tian Yalan's classmate and lackey.

Zhou Cuilian was originally Zhou Daya's cousin, but for a little profit she turned to Tian Yalan and sold out information about her cousin Zhou Daya, such as what new clothes Zhou Daya had made, which day she went to the commune, who she met, which male educated youth sent her home from the literacy class, how they talked and laughed along the way, etc. If she reported the information to Tian Yalan, she would get some fruit candies as a reward.

Tian Yalan would also take her to the commune to play - the Tian family had a bicycle, so it was very convenient to go to the commune. The third son of the Tian family, Tian Zhigao, worked in a steel plant in the provincial capital and sent money back every month. The Tian family was considered upper class in Linshui Village. Tian Yalan ate and dressed better than other girls, and she had pocket money on hand. When they went to the commune, she would definitely treat Zhou Cuilian to a bowl of fresh, fragrant and spicy oil-splashed rice noodles, which was delicious and filling!

For these benefits, Zhou Cuilian is willing to follow Tian Yalan.

Tian Yalan and Zhou Cuilian put a bowl of egg soup, a bowl of three-grain noodle paste, and half a steamed bun on the table, urging Meng Taohua to eat quickly. Then the two of them leaned against the wooden door and continued to chat unscrupulously, giggling:

Zhou Cuilian: "Yalan, it was so satisfying when you confronted Sun Yutang like that just now. You threw the letter he wrote back to him, and your movements were more stylish than those of the actresses in the movies. It was so cool and heroic, so beautiful!"

"Hehe! What's that? I'll become more beautiful when I go to the city and become a worker, I tell you! My third brother arranged this for me. I'll go to work in November. How can I let Sun Yutang hold me back? He's just an educated youth who can't go back to the city. I was just playing with him, and you took it seriously, you idiot!" Tian Yalan shook her pigtails proudly.

"Yalan, you are so lucky. Your third brother is so nice and capable!"

"Of course! I'm telling you, don't tell anyone yet: my third brother got promoted, and not only is he going to get me into the factory, my fourth brother is also going to work in a unit in the city, and he's said to be able to go to a big city for further studies in the future; and my eldest brother-in-law is also going to work in a sugar factory in the next county, he's already completed the formalities, and he's going to start work at the end of this month, leaving before me; my eldest sister, second brother and his wife are also going to work in the city in the future, not to mention my sixth and seventh brothers, they have a bright future!"

"Oh my God! Smoke is coming out of your ancestral graves. That's great. Third brother is so capable. I'm so envious! Yalan, don't forget me after you go to the city!"

"Hehehe... Don't worry, I will write to you and send you some good things. You just keep an eye on Zhou Daya. Who told her to steal the limelight and block my way? From childhood to adulthood, she was the one who was chosen as the class monitor and cadre. She was also the one who was chosen as the bill collector at the grain station of the brigade! She just sits behind the window every day, writes a few words and tears a few bills. She doesn't have to go to the fields. She wears a skirt, shoes and socks, and is neat and clean. She gets 22 yuan a month. Why? She knows that I like Zhang Guoqing, but she insists on competing with me. What do I lack from her? She has a father, and I also have a third brother!"

"Yes! What's so great about Zhou Daya? She just relies on her father. She doesn't even take us cousins ​​seriously. I went to the market to borrow a piece of clothing from her, but she refused to give it to me!"

"Damn it, and mean. Her father is just a commune cadre. Just wait and see. I will definitely help you get revenge in the future! You keep an eye on the village. Zhang Guoqing can't go home casually in the unit he works for. He can only communicate with Zhou Daya by correspondence. The letters he writes back are usually placed in the letter bag of the brigade. After I go to the city, you go to the brigade frequently, intercept Zhang Guoqing's letters for me, and then send them to me... You must not let Zhou Daya and Zhang Guoqing get together. Zhou Daya will never get married in this life! Let's work together and let her be an old maid forever!"

"Well! Look at her conceitedness, showing off all day long that she has skirts to wear. Who will still want to see her when she becomes an old maid?"

"That's right."

As Tian Yalan spoke, she rolled her eyes and saw Meng Taohua still lying on the bed, and she immediately scolded:

"You stupid peach blossom, why aren't you eating yet? Eat quickly or I'll take the bowl away."

Meng Taohua looked at the steaming bowl on the table and shook her head: "It's too hot. I'll eat it later."

Tian Yalan glared and was about to say something, but after thinking for a moment she stopped talking and just said, "Eat quickly. I'm too lazy to wait for you. My mom will come to collect the dishes soon."

Then he pulled Zhou Cuilian out and said, "Cuilian, you can have dinner at my house today. My cousin sent two pheasants and you can have a bowl of soup."

Zhou Cuilian smiled and declined: "How can I do that? You have guests at home, I'd better go home and eat."

"It doesn't matter. We are friends. My fourth brother even brought that woman back to eat!"

"Then... I'll just drink half a bowl of chicken soup."

"Let's go. My porridge doesn't contain wild vegetables. It's delicious. We have scrambled eggs. I'll give you a piece of chicken."

…

Meng Taohua laughed in her heart: That’s right, go ahead and eat, don’t be polite!

She got off the bed and walked to the table to take a look. She couldn't eat the egg soup and porridge, and she didn't dare to touch the steamed buns. She felt a little hungry, but she had to bear it.

After fixing my hair, I look pretty good and more energetic.

Her clothes were wrinkled. Meng Taohua went to open the wooden box with copper corners on the wooden shelf. A camphor wood scent wafted into her nose, making her feel refreshed. This was the dowry her grandfather had bought for her. There were four boxes in total, three of which were taken away by Wang Shuifeng, leaving only one for Taohua.

Meng Tao dug out an eggplant purple floral coat and a pair of dark pants from the few clothes inside, changed quickly, put the matchbox on the table into her pocket, turned on the kerosene lamp, tore some rags into a ball, soaked them with kerosene, and put them in her pocket, then walked out of the room.

The aroma of chicken could be smelled coming from the main room, which was lit with a dim light. The sounds of laughter and the clatter of bowls, chopsticks and spoons mixed together, making the place very lively. The dozen or so people were probably enjoying the meal very much, and no one noticed that in the yard, Meng Tao was hurriedly walking towards the gate in the hazy twilight.

He opened the door carefully and went out, then turned back to close the courtyard door. There were two iron rings on the door. Meng Tao strung the iron rings together with a carrying pole he brought back from the yard. The carrying pole was stuck between the door frame and the earthen wall, and the people inside could not open the door no matter what.

Then he looked both ways and found that no one was passing by. Every household in the village was busy preparing dinner. The location of the Tian family's yard was a bit special. It was a three-way intersection in the village. The neighbors were more than ten meters away, and it was unlikely that someone would come to visit at this time.

Meng Tao walked towards a maple tree outside the courtyard wall and climbed up in a few steps. From here, close to the kitchen, she could clearly see the situation at the entrance of the main room and in the yard.

There are several guests today. Wang Shuifeng, the mistress of the Tian family, is in charge. She pays great attention to table etiquette. They eat slowly and talk slowly. After the meal, everyone sits and chats for a while. Meng Tao is almost getting impatient waiting. Finally, she sees Wang Shuifeng pulling Shi Datou out. The two whisper to each other for a few words. Wang Shuifeng pushes Shi Datou and points to the small house where Meng Taohua lives. Shi Datou then limps away in a daze.

After a while, Tian Yalan tiptoed out of the main room, looking like a smart detective. She looked both ways and walked towards Meng Taohua's hut, probably wanting to eavesdrop. For some reason, the lackey Zhou Cuilian didn't follow her.

Suddenly there was a scream from the main room. It was Tian Xianglan's voice: "What are you two doing? Liang Tiezhu, who are you hugging... Zhou Cuilian! I'll beat you to death, you shameless bastard!"

Then there were all kinds of chaotic noises, and there was a loud bang when something hit the pillar. Tian Xianglan's shouting stopped abruptly, and then the bowls and dishes fell to the ground and broke. There was another scream, and a woman ran out from the main room with her face covered. It was Tian Zhiyuan's girlfriend. Tian Zhiyuan quickly chased out and grabbed the woman. The two hugged each other and chewed on her. Tian Zhiyuan tore her clothes. The woman pointed to the side room where the sundries were stored, and Tian Zhiyuan dragged the woman into the side room.

Meng Tao raised her eyebrows. This woman didn't seem to eat much, but she was still able to stay awake and knew to avoid people.

Wang Shuifeng ran out of the main room, crying, "Oh my God! What happened?" She ran towards the gate and tried desperately to open it, but it wouldn't work. She ran back, shouting, "Old man, come quickly! Open the door! Go to the slope to dig up the milkberry trees, peel the bark and boil water..."

Oh, so the antidote to sticky grass is that, Meng Tao learned it.

Tian Agui ran out in response, but he looked wretched and impatient. He hugged Wang Shuifeng and threw her to the ground, pulling off her clothes. Wang Shuifeng must have been sober and anxious, but how could she resist the sticky herb? After struggling for a few times, she compromised. The two old guys were fighting fiercely at the door of the main hall, not caring about the world.

Meng Tao couldn't bear to watch it, and made two disgusted sounds. It was far worse than the Japanese porn movies, but the effect of this sticky grass was really amazing! After staying on the tree for a long time, the old couple was still rolling on the ground without separating. It was just as Wang Shuifeng said: a little bit of stickiness will stick together, and you can't break them apart even if you hit them! Tian Xianglan and Liang Tiezhu, Tian Baoshan and Zhao Liulian, Tian Zhiyuan and his girlfriend in the house were probably in the same situation. But what about Zhou Cuilian who stayed to drink chicken soup? She didn't have a partner, so where did she go? Why didn't she see her?

Meng Tao was puzzled.

As for Tian Yalan, if nothing unexpected happened, she should be spending her wedding night with Shi Datou in the cottage.

This is what Meng Tao is happy to see: shooting oneself in the foot, harming others will eventually hurt yourself, this is an extremely comfortable result.

It’s estimated that the time is about right, so I started the cleanup work.

Meng Tao took out a matchbox and a ball of cloth soaked in kerosene and wrapped in a piece of broken tile from his pocket, lit them, and threw them directly into the pile of firewood behind the kitchen in the yard.

It rained heavily last night. The inside of the firewood pile is dry but the surface is wet. Burning in a short period of time will not cause a big fire. At most, it will burn the pigpen, chicken coop and kitchen. Someone will see it and come to shout for help.

She slipped down the tree, walked over to take down the shoulder pole tied outside the courtyard gate, pushed the door open, threw the shoulder pole in, then clapped her hands and left.

Explanation: This sticky grass is said to really exist, but I heard it from old people in ancient times. The author does not know it. As for the antidote, it is purely made up by the author. Readers, please don’t take it seriously. Finally, I still beg you, my dears, to leave your precious votes, and click to collect and comment. Thank you for your support!

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