Huang Zheng's eyes were fixed on the soil pit that had just been dug up, and near the bamboo roots, three white, fat insects, each as long as a woman's little finger and as fat, twisted their bodies, and the texture of the flesh made people feel a cool breeze on the back of their necks.

"Haha, I'll eat you today......." Huang Zheng directly picked up a big white worm and proudly showed it to the osmanthus.

Osmanthus was so frightened that she jumped two steps back and said hurriedly: "Zheng'er!" Why did you still get the maggots? How disgusting!! ”

Huang Zheng didn't care whether it was dirty or not, he didn't have a stone knife, he simply scratched the soil with his hands, replaced more than a dozen bamboo trees, dug out dozens of bamboo insects, and carefully placed them at the bottom of the basket.

Osmanthus looked at the full layer of bamboo insects and felt quite uncomfortable, and threw a layer of wild vegetables on top of the bamboo insects, covering her vision.

When Huang Zheng wanted to dig bamboo shoots, he dug up insects;

When I wanted to dig up insects, I dug up a bamboo shoot that didn't come out of the tip.

Huang Zheng smiled happily, accelerated the speed of digging, and chattered while digging: "Yang Xiu who killed a thousand knives!" When picking ginseng babies, tie red ropes to bamboo shoots, and he can figure it out! This one isn't tethered, it's mine......."

"Zheng'er, Zheng'er......." Osmanthus called weakly, why did there tremble in her voice?

Huang Zheng turned his head, but saw that behind him, beside Osmanthus Hua, there were three more seventeen or eighteen-year-old men, shabby clothes, messy hair, pickled clothes, and if they held sticks and bowls in their hands, they were no different from beggars.

The man in the middle was very tall, a head taller than the two men on his side, and his body was very stout, perhaps his clothes were small, and his muscles were tightly bound in his clothes, as if he was about to burst out at any time.

The man's eyes were large, but always squinted, with a hint of evil and treacherous aura, thin and slightly pursed lips, holding a lilac flower in his mouth, and a large red thread in his hand.

There are two men on his side, each carrying a basket, and the man on the left is thin and has large eyes; The man on the right is slightly chubby and has small eyes.

The thin man sighed: "Brother Hugh, the villagers secretly said that you 'goose plucked the hair', and gave you the nickname 'Yang Yimao', today this hair is not clean, and it is like a little sheep, and it was slapped in the face by a stinky girl, I think, in the future, it will be simply changed to 'Brother Shame', shameful 'shame'." ”

The fat boy sighed: "Li Mu, you are the smartest today, Brother Hugh lost his face at the door of his own house, this is what is often said 'lose face at home'." 'Brother Shy', tsk, is more heard than Yang Yimao. Isn't it? 'Brother Shame'? ”

Yang Xiu raised his big fist like a bowl and slapped it at the fat boy, causing the fat boy's shoulder to collapse and retreat sharply.

Huang Zhengxin couldn't help but make a sudden mistake, his two girls were against three big men, and the one in the middle was obviously the type of man with developed limbs, and it seemed that his temper was not very good.

Yang Xiu glanced at Cheng Ye and Li Mu twice, glanced at Huang Zheng again, and coughed lightly twice, as if someone had pinched his throat, and said sharply: "Put it down, you heard it too, it's mine." ”

Yang Xiu didn't speak, it was the vigorous momentum of the tiger descending the mountain;

As soon as the servant spoke, like a newborn kitten, pointy, thin, and weak, like a eunuch in the palace, with such a "majestic" figure, Huang Zheng only felt that he was violent, and he felt extremely ashamed of his instigation.