Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

"It's me!" Xue Ming smiled at her.

"Who are you talking about?" Song's mother thought that her ears were not good enough to understand what he was saying, so she asked again, "Didn't I hear clearly just now?"

Xue Ming smiled without saying a word and followed them to the kitchen.

Song's mother stood there wondering who he was talking about. After thinking for a long time, she vaguely heard him say "it's me".

She didn't even dare to think about it, and after struggling for a while, she wanted to know more and more who that brother was, and she also entered the kitchen.

Xue Ming squatted in front of the stove to light the fire, Song Pingan was washing rice, and Brother Zhou Yun was handling lotus seeds.

The more she looked at this scene, the more weird she felt, and she couldn't tell where it was weird, so Song's mother shouted: "Ping An, come out, Mom has something to say to you."

Song Ping'an's subordinates paused for a while, what should come will always come, he flicked the water off his hands, and lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

Zhou's couple went to the vegetable garden and prepared to add some food for them, but now they are the only mother and son standing outside the door.

"Tell me about who that brother is." Song's mother asked.

"Mother," Song Pingan glanced at her, "I told you, don't be angry."

"Tell me." Song's mother planned for the worst. As long as she is not someone like Song Wenge, everything is still negotiable.

"It's Xue Ming."

"What? Who are you talking about?" Mother Song yelled loudly, unable to believe her ears.

"Xue Ming is a brother." Song Ping'an was very nervous, afraid that she would drive Xue Ming out of the house.

Mother Song's eyes widened, she couldn't believe his words, she glanced into the kitchen, and met Xue Ming's smile.

She was even more startled, and said, "Ping An, don't joke around with Grandma, how could Xue Ming be a brother? Which brother is so tall?"

Because Xue Ming is indeed tall, and he is not as restrained as a brother, many people will recognize him as a man at a glance.

"Mum..." Song Ping'an called him softly, "I... I slept with him."

"Sleeping!" Song's mother trembled in her heart, raised her fist and hit him, and said, "Ping An, why can't you control yourself!"

"Aunt...you let him live in my room." Song Ping'an defended in a low voice, trying to get Xue Ming to stay.

"When did you sleep?" Song's mother only felt a heavy blow in her chest. At first, she hoped that Xue Ming would be a brother. Who wouldn't like a brother who can make money and have children.

It's just that Xue Ming didn't look like he could have children, so she couldn't help asking: "Have you seen his pregnancy mole?"

"I see..." At the base of the thigh, Balabala couldn't see clearly.

Mother Song held her breath and asked again, "Where is it?"

Song Pingan turned his face away, and after a while he said, "At the back of the neck, you can see it by pulling up your hair."

"The nape of the neck?" The place said it was concealed, but it was obvious. Mother Song frowned tightly, and she let go after a while, "Does Xue Ming like you?"

Mother Song couldn't accept it for a while, she finally treated Xue Ming as her son, but she didn't expect him to be her daughter-in-law, no wonder she didn't want to be her godson before.

Song Ping'an's face was already red and smoking, and he hummed slowly.

Song's mother didn't ask who liked whom first, but asked another question, "When did you sleep?"

Song Ping'an said truthfully: "I went to a business and had a drink, I forced him."

"You...have sex after drinking!" Mother Song slapped him on the arm again, "Why didn't you tell Aunt earlier, what should you do if you become pregnant? Now, if the Zhou family knows that you and Regarding Xue Ming's matter, don't you regard us as enemies?"

"Then, mother, do you agree with me and Xue Ming?" Song Ping'an asked cautiously.

Mother Song sighed, and said, "You have ruined people, can I not agree?"

"I, I didn't expect that." Song Pingan knew he had a reason and dared not speak too much, the situation that day was really special.

"Mum will ask you one last time, when did you know that Xue Ming is a brother?"

"Before running a business, it's on Qixi Festival."

Song Ping'an answered honestly, took a peek at Mother Song's expression, saw her gnashing her teeth, closed her eyes, and said, "Mum, kill me!"

"Have you liked Xue Ming for a long time?" Mother Song asked.

Song Ping'an answered honestly: "No, I don't know either."

"Forget it, it's useless to ask." His son knew it well. Song's mother looked at Xue Ming who was still busy in the house, feeling a little guilty, and said, "You go and call Xue Ming out, and my mother said something to him. words."

"Yeah." Song Ping'an obediently walked into the room again.

Seeing him coming in, Xue Ming guessed that he was on the stage.

He also thought about it for a long time on this day, and there was a huge difference every time.

As soon as he came out, Song's mother stared at his stomach for a while, and said, "Xue Ming, tell me about your safety."

"It's not his fault, it's up to me." Xue Ming habitually took the responsibility on himself.

"Oh, it's all safe. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't..." Song's mother was also embarrassed to say this, thinking that she had asked him to help chase Brother Zhou Yun before, and her heart was full of guilt, "Xue Ming, You don't hate your aunt, do you?"

"No." Xue Ming really didn't hate it, but he wanted to please his mother-in-law and said, "I kept it from you, I should have told you earlier."

In Song's mother's heart, he has always been a good boy's image, so she also thinks that Song Ping'an took a large part of the responsibility when the incident happened, "Why didn't you tell auntie earlier, did you have something to say?" Involuntary reasons?"

It was only later that Xue Ming found out that he was a brother, so he said, "Auntie, you should know that my mother was deceived by old man Xue to give birth to me, if others find out that I am a brother, life will be difficult in the future. "

Song's mother knew this kind of pain. Not long after Song's father left, there were some bachelors in the village who wanted to climb over the wall. Fortunately, Song Ping'an was so courageous at that time that he beat every one who came.

"Your mother... is also a miserable person." Mother Song sighed and glanced at the back of his neck.

Xue Ming was wearing a dress with a high collar today, which just covered the back of his neck, so she couldn't tell if there was a pregnancy mole on the back.

Xue Ming knew what she wanted to see, Song Ping'an must have told her that her pregnancy mole was on the back of her neck, so she let go.

"Later, because of my height, others really regarded me as a man." Xue Ming continued, "When I came to my aunt's house later, I made a mistake. I have nowhere to go when I leave here."

If it was left in the past, Song's mother would definitely comfort him and tell him not to be sad, this is his home.

Not hearing such words, Xue Ming guessed what she was thinking, thinking about giving her a sedative, and said: "Auntie, I have already bought a store in Fucheng, and I also gave Ping An the restaurant I bought in the town. I thought that if this matter can be settled, I will buy a second courtyard in the town, and our family will live in it."

It is really rare for him to bring his own dowry, and he is so generous. When Song's mother thought of the 100 taels he gave Song Pingan before, the balance in her heart immediately tilted towards him. A little money."

Although Xue Ming wanted to show that his qualifications were a bit seductive, he couldn't hurt Song Ping'an's face, saying: "Ping'an is indeed capable. We can move to the county when the restaurant is completed."

He gave Mother Song a perfect fantasy map, and Mother Song is also a person who is emotional, and there are a few sisters she likes here, and said: "You can live by yourself, then let's go back later. ,after all……"

Xue Ming knew what he was worried about, so he said, "Auntie, don't you see that the Zhou family wants me to be their son-in-law even more?"

At first, Song's mother really didn't see it. After eating the meal in the morning, she knew in her heart that the Zhou family still didn't like Song Ping'an.

Just as she was talking, Mother Zhou came back from the vegetable garden with a basket in her hand. Seeing the mud on Xue Ming's body, she said, "Have you gone to pick lotus pods?"

"Yes!" Xue Ming laughed, "It's very sweet."

Mother Zhou took out two carmines from the basket, handed him one, and said, "Try it, it's a little late, it should still be sweet."

After speaking, he handed the other to Song's mother and said, "Sister Song, is your home safe?"

"Brother Yun said that the newly picked lotus seeds are good for making eight-treasure porridge, and Ping An is here to help."

"That's right, Brother Yun just loves to cook."

Mother Song: "My family is safe too."

The two talked and laughed and went to the main room again. Xue Ming washed the carmine and peeled it off, and then gave it to Song Ping'an.

Song Ping'an also planted carmine at home, took a bite and said, "Do you like it?"

"It's okay." Xue Ming settled it in two or three sentences.

Song Pingan glanced at his lips, because they were stained with rouge juice, they looked red and bright, making people want to take a bite.

He put this kind of born desire on Yan Zhihong's body, and soon there was only one peach pit left.

Brother Zhou Yun, who finished handling the lotus seeds, looked at the red color around Song Pingan's mouth, handed over the handkerchief, and said, "Brother Pingan, wipe it off."

"Okay." Song Ping'an was afraid when he saw him now, and even more guilty.

When cooking eight-treasure porridge, it was Song Ping'an who was busy putting several things into the pot to cook.

Wait for the aroma to come out of the pot before making it up, then pour it into a sand pot and simmer in the burnt stove.

After finishing these three people in the kitchen, they came out. Brother Zhou Yun had a lot to say to Song Ping'an, but Xue Ming always sat between the two of them, every time he looked at Song Ping'an.Xue Ming would lean forward.

"Brother Pingan, I want to say a few words to you." He stood up and walked to Song Pingan.