The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Meng Wantang waited for the old man to finish the eggs, and then gave the old man a few cucumbers.

"Uncle, I only have so many things on me right now. Eat something to fill your stomach first, and then go home and eat. Don't go hungry in the future."

Before Meng Wantang finished speaking, he noticed that the old man had a sad look on his face.

She glanced at the cowshed not far away and suddenly realized the old man's identity.

Meng Wantang was silent for a moment and said: "Uncle, you go back and rest first. I will come over to give you a drip in the afternoon."

Then she asked again: "Can you still walk? If you can't walk, will I help you back?"

"No need to trouble you, girl. I can go back by myself."

Old Man Du picked up a wooden stick from the field and swayed towards the cowshed, leaning on the wooden stick.

Meng Wantang had almost finished cutting the motherwort. She watched the old man return to the cowshed, and then took the basket home to cook.

She and Old Man Du left, and soon a petite woman appeared at the intersection.

The woman looked around, plucking at the weeds, and searching up and down the hill several times, but found nothing.

"Strange, why didn't I see anyone?"

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There is no big rice pail at noon, so no matter how much the two small rice pails can eat, they can only eat about the same amount as a normal adult.

Meng Wantang didn't cook that much.

After dinner, Meng Wantang went to the health center to get medicine.

He took a bag of glucose and a bottle of the best glucose to the cowshed.

As soon as she reached the place, she saw several young people punching and kicking two old men in the bullpen.

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

"Who do you think you are? Do you want us to stop? Let me tell you, if you dare to say anything nonsense again, I will report that you are in the same group with these stinky old men."

The young man who spoke was very arrogant, and he looked like a slut at first glance.

These young people have nothing to do, their favorite thing to do every day is to go to the bullpen and bully these stinky old men.

"It's illegal to hit people. You have to have a reason for hitting people. Why do you hit people for no reason?"

Meng Wantang is not afraid of a few fools. She had a sneer on her face, her beautiful brows and eyes were cold, and her fierceness suddenly frightened some of the losers.

"You stinky bitch, you are indeed with a few stinky old men."

The skinny Erliuzi in the lead stared at Meng Wantang with evil intentions.

"Why do you still want to hit me?"

Meng Wantang was almost laughed out of anger at these second raters.

She can't deal with others, but she can deal with a few second-rates more than enough.

The second-rate guys are all a bunch of idiots with no real ability.

If something happens, except for those stupid ones, everyone is a coward.

If they were really capable, they wouldn't bully a few elderly old men here.

"If you have the ability, hit me or touch me with one finger, and tomorrow the captain will remove you from the group."

If you were kicked out of the team this year, it would be the end.

A few men looked at the drip bottle in her hand and instantly guessed her identity.

Many people have never met Meng Wantang, but they have heard of her evil reputation.

If you dare to stay here, turn around and leave immediately.

When he left, he cursed and said, "You bitch, just wait for us. One day we will make you look good."

"Okay, then I'll wait."

Meng Wantang was not afraid at all.

After watching a few errands leave, she helped up the two old men lying on the ground.

One of the old men was the old man Du she met today.

"Sir, your luck is really bad. Can't you just hide when you see a bastard like this in the future?"

Meng Wantang checked the bodies of the two old men. Except for some skin injuries, no bones were injured.

"Uncle, you lie down first and I'll put the diaphragm on for you. Otherwise, given your condition, you'll probably faint every now and then. If I can't catch up with you next time, my life will be gone."

Old Man Du was used to being beaten, so he leaned on the haystack and stretched out his hand.

"Girl, you don't need to give me an infusion. I don't have any money to give you."

Meng Wantang: "Uncle, it doesn't matter if you don't have money now. Just keep it in your heart and pay it back to me when you have money in the future. There is no need to have any psychological burden. You lent me this."

"I'm not even there yet."

Old Man Du was still full of hope, but his eyes were dark and he could not see the light ahead.

He has a clear conscience all his life and does not want to owe this little girl anything before he dies.

Meng Wantang calculated that it would not take long, and the old man might be leaving.

"If you really feel sorry for yourself, teach my children how to read. My wife and I usually go to work and can't take care of them. They were almost washed away by the river some time ago, and I don't trust them at home. Just help me by the way. I'll take care of the kids, okay?"

Meng Wantang originally planned to wait for the start of school and send several children to school.

But now there is still more than a month until school starts.

Meng Wantang was really worried because her children were at home alone.

"Where are your parents-in-law?" Old Man Du did not agree.

Meng Wantang said: "We separated and it was quite unpleasant. They didn't like our family at all. Let alone help us take care of our children."

Meng Wantang knew what the old man was hesitating about. Wasn't he worried that his identity would affect the children?

In Meng Wan Tang's view, this was nothing at all.

"You don't have to worry about anything else. When the time comes, I'll tell the team leader to have a few kids come over and watch you work." Meng Wantang had an idea as soon as her eyes rolled.

Old Man Du looked at Meng Wantang in astonishment. He really didn't expect that this pretty girl would be full of ideas.

Old man Du finally let go.

"If you can let your children come here openly, then it wouldn't be a bad idea to let me teach them."

"Then please reach out your hand quickly so that I can do this."

Meng Wantang urged.

Old Man Du stretched out his hand, and Meng Wantang saw that he could write well at that time, but his hand, which usually only held chalk, had many cracks and scars.

When she inserted the needle into the skin, Old Man Du felt no pain at all.

"Okay. This glucose drip can last for a while. I will go to the captain to solve the children's problem first. You should think of the lesson plan quickly. My eldest son is extremely smart, has a photographic memory, and loves to study. He is so good Miaozi, you must not be careless."

Meng Wantang dropped a fishhook and waited for Old Man Lu to bite the hook.

She left the glucose and a few warm steamed buns and went directly to the captain.

After hearing what she said, the captain still couldn't come to his senses.

"What did you say? You say it again?"