I teach history in the future

Su Song stayed up all night, but Song Cheng had a good night's sleep, and the next day he got up excitedly and ran around the hotel a few times.

For Song Cheng, the existence of Su Song, his little cousin, let him know that he is no longer alone in this world, and that he still has a relative.

Singles can never compare to twos and threes.

After the morning exercise, Song Cheng walked towards the room in a good mood along the way.

Little cousin?

Song Cheng saw Su Song leaning against the door of his room at the corner for the first time, playing with the personal version of Su Song.The corners of his lips fluttered, and he stepped forward quickly: "What do you want from me?"

Hearing the footsteps, Su Song adjusted his standing posture first, raised his eyebrows and looked over and said, "According to the plan, aren't we going to experience farmhouse fun today?"

Song Cheng suddenly realized, "Yes, I forgot about this."

"I just finished my morning exercise and I'm sweating. I'll take a shower first, and I'll be fine in a while." Song Cheng raised the sweat-absorbing towel hanging around his neck, "Why don't you come in and sit and wait?" Su Song moved away and locked the door Showing it to Song Cheng, Song Cheng took advantage of the opportunity to swipe the door card, opened the door and asked.

Su Song asked: "Don't bother?"

Open the door and enter, insert the key card into the card slot, Song Cheng said: "Don't bother, come in, are you so polite now?"

After finishing speaking, Song Cheng walked into the room and fiddled with the bathing supplies and a change of clothes on his own.

With Song Cheng's permission, Su Song naturally followed into the room and closed the door.

Song Cheng walked to the door of the bathroom, put away his things, poked his head out and said to Su Song, "You can play with yourself, and I'll be fine soon."

Su Song sat on the sofa and nodded obediently.

When the sound of water came from the bathroom, Su Song began to observe the room.

"It's still the same as before." Su Song smiled nostalgic.

Song Cheng's room was not clean, and things were everywhere. It could be seen that their owner must have put them away after using them, and never tidied them up.

In the past, Song Cheng always lost things because of this reason, looking for things all over the room, but he couldn't find them at all. As a result, things naturally appeared in his sight after a few days.

Looking over the table by the window, he suddenly found a book lying empty on it.

Su Song got up and walked over, picked up the book, but couldn't see anything just by looking at the cover.He flipped through a few pages lightly, and all he saw were pictures that made people blush, blush and heartbeat.

The two nude little figures are entangled together, and the subtle changes in one picture after another let people know that the two little figures inside are doing some kind of unspeakable movement.What makes Su Song's heart beat faster is that the two villains appearing in the picture can be clearly seen as two men.

Why does Song Cheng have such a thing here?

His mind was full of similar questions, and he didn't react until Song Cheng came out of the shower.

Song Cheng took a shower, wiped his wet hair, and walked all the way to Su Song's side.

"What? Are you interested in this?" Song Cheng bent down and took out the hair dryer from the cabinet.

He didn't see the content of the book, but saw the book Su Song was holding.There is only one book in his room, which is the one that little Lolita gave him. One can imagine what Su Song is holding.

Song Cheng was a little surprised, he thought Su Song wasn't interested in these things, but he turned out to be a normal man.

Thinking about it, he doesn't need this kind of thing anyway, if Su Song likes it, just give it to him.

"If you like it, I will send it to you."

Even though Song Cheng's words were accompanied by the loud "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer, Su Song still heard clearly.

"Give it to me?" Su Song looked at Song Cheng hesitantly.

"It's not surprising that men like this." Song Cheng thought it was the little yellow book of this man and woman.

Su Song looked at the book in his hand again, and finally closed his mouth silently.

As the name suggests, farmhouse music means "living in a farmhouse, eating farmhouse meals, doing farmhouse work, and enjoying farmhouse fun".However, Song Cheng and Su Song simplified their actions this time, they just went to the nearby villagers' houses to bother them and help them with farm work. Of course, this was not disturbing the villagers. Great feature item.

The two of them went to the fellow's house, the fellow was warm and hospitable, and the first time they came to the door, they were greeted by Haoshui, which was said to be the water from Xingguangtan in Houshan.

It's summer, and the fields and forests don't need help at this time. In autumn, the harvest will be busy, not only to harvest rice, but also to harvest the star peaches, a specialty here.It's a pity that it's not autumn now, so the two of them can only help to fill the tank with water, or pick vegetables.These things can be done quickly, Song Cheng started to get started without saying a word.

"The lad is very active."

Since the project of farmhouse entertainment was launched here, the fellow villagers have met many people. Some of them really came to experience it, and some of them just had nothing to do.For the first type of people, the villagers naturally treat them sincerely, but for the second type of people, the fellow villagers will not be so enthusiastic, just let them go.He could tell that the two of them really came to experience the life of a farm family, so they were naturally kinder to them.

Song Cheng stopped what he was doing, looked up at the fellow villagers and said, "People, when they are happy, they are motivated to work, and when they are unhappy, they are also motivated to work. I am in a good mood today, so I am particularly motivated to work." He said Glancing at Su Song who was helping to chop firewood outside, he lowered his head and continued with his work.

How can you be unhappy about meeting your cousin?

The fellow followed Song Cheng's gaze to see Su Song, and happened to meet Su Song's gaze.He lowered his head and coughed a few times, then got up and walked outside, and said a word when passing by Su Song.

"It just looks like it's never going to work. Boy, you have to try things."

Su Song was stunned for a moment, he was still thinking about the little yellow book in the morning.Thinking back to what the fellow said just now, he thought the fellow should be referring to chopping firewood, but he always felt that there was something else in the words.

However, looking at the machete in your hand and looking at the firewood that has been barely touched on the ground, this is indeed a problem.Su Song sighed, "Headache, headache."

A person who grew up being pampered since he was a child, learned some Chinese pastries just for Song Cheng, and never did anything else. The work of chopping firewood is really a headache.

Song Cheng finished his work and came out to see Su Song, only to find that Su Song's progress was still stuck at the beginning, "Don't tell me you can't?"

Su Song couldn't bear Song Cheng's teasing smile, his eyes were like deep water when he looked at Song Cheng, as if he would sink if he touched it.The machete in his hand fell, and his big palm went towards Song Cheng's face, trying to touch that face, but finally turned a corner and touched his head.

"What are you doing?"

Feeling the sudden weight on his head, Song Cheng swung Su Song's big hand away.

Su Song found the most unreliable excuse: "Your hair is messed up." Let alone Song Cheng, he wanted to delete the file and start again after saying it.

Song Cheng didn't expose Su Song, he thought it was probably a child playing around.For him, when Su Song and Song Ziyan equate, Su Song becomes the little guy in his memory, not the grown man who is a few years older than him now.

If Su Song knew, he would continue to hide his identity. Who would have thought that this identity would become his biggest obstacle.

Song Cheng pulled Su Song over and let Su Song stand beside him, "Come on, I'll teach you."

Song Cheng picked up the dropped machete, the handle was still warm with Su Song's body temperature.He picked up a piece of firewood, put it on the wooden pier, pointed the machete at the center of the firewood, pressed it down hard, stuck the machete in the firewood, and split the firewood with force again.

After finishing the demonstration, Song Cheng asked, "Do you understand?"

I understand it, but I don’t know if it will work or not. There are always people who are not very good at doing things, and Su Song is such a person.

Su Song said, "Understood." Song Cheng stepped back and let Su Song try, but the result was terrible.

"Didn't you say you understand?" Song Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Su Song said helplessly: "I really understand."

"It's not, is it?" Song Cheng continued Su Song's words.

Seeing Su Song helplessly spread his hands, Song Cheng shook his head and said, "Okay."

He leaned close to Su Song, put one hand on Su Song's hand holding the machete, and picked up a firewood with the other, "I'll take you to chop once."

Song Cheng's breath hit Su Song's neck in an orderly manner, the whole piece was dyed pink, slightly hot and slightly itchy.

"It's the first time I've seen that someone needs to be taught how to cut firewood." The fellow lit a cigarette, took a bench, and sat by the door, surrounded by smoke.

Song Cheng: It’s my first time too!

After teaching it again and again, Su Song finally managed to master it.

The firewood was divided among the three, and finally all the firewood was cut before dinner.

Dinner can be described as rich, chicken and duck, big fish and meat.

In this era, the price of native chickens and ducks has almost doubled compared to before. Who would have thought that a native chicken could be sold for [-] federal coins?

The fellow brought out this table of food to entertain Song Cheng and the two of them out of sincerity.This table of food costs 10,000+ federal currency, and Song Cheng's whole body is just enough to buy a table, but the fellow invites two people to eat this table for free, which is really rich and generous.

After dinner, Song Cheng and Su Song walked back to the hotel after chatting with fellow villagers for a long time.

Su Song contacted his secretary as soon as he returned to the hotel. The book he saw in Song Cheng's room today had a big impact on him, and he was in a daze all day. Could it be that Song Cheng actually likes men?

If Song Cheng likes men, then there is no need for him to make things difficult, then he can let go of his actions?

People who have never been in a relationship can only look for a well-spoken secretary, who seems to have learned from the experience.