Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Song Ping'an didn't feel good at all.

At night, he tossed and couldn't fall asleep, and after Xue Ming fell asleep, he got up and walked around the yard, looking at the peppers he had planted before, and his heart was full of emptiness.

Mother Song will take him to Brother Zhou Yun's house tomorrow. He really doesn't mean that to Brother Zhou Yun, but he doesn't know how to tell his mother.

At daybreak, Mother Song got up, put on her clothes and went to knock on the door.

Xue Ming habitually touched the person next to him, and when he found that the place was empty, he immediately jumped up and opened the door.

Song Ping'an stood outside all night, with black circles around his eyes, obviously he didn't sleep all night.

"Standing all night?" he asked.

"Yeah." Song Pingan went around him to change clothes.

After a while, Song's mother tidied up, came over and shouted: "Ping An, are you alright? I have already agreed with your Aunt Zhou. Let's go play for a day, and let's go to her place for breakfast."

The hottest summer day has passed, and the weather has turned slightly cooler. Song Pingan wore a long-sleeved dress that he normally wears.

Immediately, Mother Song gave him a bluffing look, and said, "Ping An, it's not that Grandma didn't make clothes for you, you are so dressed like this!"

"Shu Tan!" After staying with Xue Ming for a long time, he can talk nonsense without blushing.

"Go back and change the clothes!" Song's mother glared at him angrily, then looked at Xue Ming, and said, "Xue Ming, go and pick out a dress for him, and see how he looks like this, who would like it! "

The old god Xue Ming glanced at Song Pingan on the ground, then pulled him back to the room, and said to him nicely: "Brother Zhou Yun won't like you if you dress like this?"

He was not a narrow-minded person, so he picked out a piece of clothing for Song Ping'an, and said, "You dress better, don't worry about having me."

This was something that Song Ping'an should have solved by himself, but he had to do it again. Song Ping'an didn't know what it was like, so he went up and hugged him, saying: "I will solve it myself."

Xue Ming patted him on the shoulder: "I believe in you."

Zhoujia Village was still some distance away from Songjia Village, and the three of them climbed a hill to reach Brother Zhou Yun's house.

Brother Zhou Yun's family is fairly well-to-do, and there is an older brother above him, who is doted on by the youngest members of his family.

Before he heard that Song Ping'an would come over today, he thought that he would not come if he and Xue Ming ran away together, but he didn't expect him to come, and he was dressed so nicely, and hope was rekindled in his heart.

Song Pingan didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that it was necessary to find an opportunity to tell him clearly that he didn't like him, and that he could only be with him to have a child. will do.

Mother Song handed over the red eggs and pancakes that she had brought, which was regarded as a first gift, and said, "Auntie Zhou, it's rude to come today, so I prepared a few things, don't be disgusted!"

Zhou's mother already regarded Xue Ming as the best candidate in her heart, so it didn't matter whether the gift he brought was heavy or light.

Brother Zhou Yun brought the freshly prepared meal to the table, and secretly glanced at Song Ping'an.

Song Pingan also glanced at him, thinking how to talk to him.

"The food is ready, mom, dad, aunt, let's chat while eating." Brother Zhou Yun put all the meat near Song Ping'an.

Mother Zhou and Mother Song were chatting here. Although the topic was about Song Pingan going out to do business with Xue Ming to make money, Mother Zhou heard that Xue Ming was indeed rich and capable.

"Let's put that on the table, Xue Mingping, you all eat more, and try our brother Yun's craftsmanship."

Father Song actually didn't think highly of Song Ping'an in his heart. He felt that Song Ping'an had not been disciplined by his father since he was a child, and his temper was always wild, so he didn't give Song Ping'an a good look at the table.

Zhou's mother kicked him lightly under the table and said, "You should know a lot of people in this business run, right?"

"Yeah." Song Ping'an replied, but he couldn't eat a bite of the dishes on the table.

Based on the principle of not eating and wasting food, Xue Ming tasted a few dishes. This week, brother Yun's cooking skills are really good, so he casually boasted, "Brother Yun often cooks at home, right? This dish tastes really good, so you can eat it if you are safe. "

Song's mother quickly gave Song Pingan a wink, and said: "This child has a simple and honest personality, and he is shy."

Brother Zhou Yun lowered his head, his face was flushed, he wanted to serve Song Ping'an some food, but he was afraid that his father would scold him, so he held back and said, "Eat more, you must not be used to eating outside these few days."

Father Zhou coughed, and said: "A man should have the ambition to travel around and get used to eating everything. Don't you think it's safe?"

"Uncle Zhou is right," Song Ping'an nodded. He really couldn't cope with this kind of occasion, so he raised his glass and said, "I toast you."

Father Zhou picked up the cup and cast his gaze over Xue Ming, saying, "What do you do?"

Aunt Zhou had always wanted to recruit Xue Ming as her son-in-law, and said, "Didn't I tell you before! Xue Ming, who lives in Sister Song's house, is the one who can run a business and make a lot of money."

The meaning of these words was obvious. Xue Ming took a sip of the wine, and Song Ping'an could tell that the drunken man was not interested in the wine.

"I'm sorry, it's all Ping An's help. Without him, I can't move."

Song's mother's expression dropped when she heard them praise Xue Ming, but fortunately Xue Ming's compliment softened a bit, and said: "You still have a flexible mind."

Xue Ming: "But Ping An is courageous and has a wide network of contacts. If he didn't know Xing Zhaohe, our business would not be possible."

Hearing his praise, Mother Zhou also changed her previous attitude and asked, "Who is Xing Zhaohe?"

Speaking of this, Song's mother was very proud. Her son knew a senior official in Fucheng, and said: "That Xiaohe is the kid from our neighbor's family before. He loved to play with our family Ping An when he was young."

"It turns out that your family still has such big relatives!" Zhou's mother said in surprise, thinking that if she married them, then her family would also be related to Xing Zhaohe's family.

The topic on the table became lively again, and each of them began to flatter.Only the person concerned has a calm expression and is not interested in these topics.

The meal was quite harmonious, so Mother Zhou put the status of the two future son-in-laws on the same level, and said: "The melons in the field are already ripe, should you young people get two of them?" Try it?"

This is obviously to let a few of them get along with each other, and whoever my brother likes will be his son-in-law.

Aunt Song pulled Xue Ming aside and said, "Later, you can take care of your safety, he doesn't understand anything, and I'm afraid Brother Yun won't like him."

"I know." Xue Ming nodded in agreement.

Only then did Aunt Song feel relieved to chat with Mother Zhou, and then asked about the bride price and so on.

Zhou's family has several acres of melon fields, and now is the harvest season again.

The melons and fruits were fragrant, Zhou Yun took them to the melon field and picked a big melon, washed it in Yantang and handed it to Song Ping'an.

Song Pingan broke open another portion with bare hands and gave it to Xue Ming, and then gave him another portion, and the three of them picked melons in the field with their own concerns.

Brother Zhou Yun stood beside Song Ping'an and said, "Brother Ping'an, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two days. How about we go to the temple fair to watch lanterns?"

Song Ping'an just unscrewed a melon, and when he heard his invitation, he shook his hand, and the melon rolled to the ground. He glanced at Xue Ming who was poking the vine with a stick, and said, "There are too many things at home, so I can't go."

Being rejected so simply by him, Brother Zhou Yun felt a little sad, and quickly said: "Brother Ping An, I, I... know you may not like it, but..."

Although Xue Ming didn't seem to care much about what he was saying, his ears were actually pricked up, and he said, "You like peace!"

Brother Zhou Yun was immediately dumbfounded by what he said so clearly. He stuttered and was about to say the next sentence, but he heard him say in a very relaxed tone, "What a coincidence, I am too."

Song Pingan was sandwiched between the two of them. He didn't want to hurt Brother Zhou Yun, but more importantly, he didn't want to make Xue Ming unhappy, so he pinched his hands and decided to tell Brother Zhou Yun what he thought.

"Brother Yun, I'm sorry." Song Ping'an refused someone for the first time, his tongue seemed to have stuttered, and it took him a while to clear it up, "I, me and Xue Ming..."

"Okay!" Looking at his current appearance, Brother Zhou Yun also understood the general idea, and smiled at him, "It's his business that he likes you, but I can continue to like you, right!"

"Ah?" Song Pingan thought that he would give up if he said it, and when he understood what he meant, the relationship was settled, and there would be no more misunderstandings.

"I will always like you!" I have liked you for so long!

Brother Zhou Yun tried his best to hold back the bitterness in his heart. He thought that if he had persuaded his grandmother earlier to be braver, would Brother Pingan like him?

It's a pity that the opportunity to go to heaven is only given to those who are willing to give. Because of his cowardice, even if he knew Song Ping'an first and got along with him for so long, he was still taken away by others.

It was the first time Song Pingan encountered such a problem, and he didn't know how to answer him, so he could only look at Xue Ming and ask him for help.

Xue Ming quickly answered for him, "Of course, it's up to you whether you like it or not, and it's up to him who Ping An chooses."

No matter how many people like Song Ping'an, he still has enough confidence to keep people by his side, saying: "Fair competition, I like challenges."

"Okay," Brother Zhou Yun is also a person who refuses to admit defeat. After all, he also has enough self-confidence to make Song Ping'an appreciate him and fall in love with him.

Song Ping'an's way of listening to him was not quite right, he was going to refuse outright, it would be better if this marriage couldn't be done, but judging from the current situation, it should be impossible.

Brother Zhou Yun looked at him: "Brother Pingan, will you spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me?"