Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

The dumplings stuffed with local vegetables and meat are eaten with pork rib soup, which makes the neighbors who can smell the aroma envious.

Putting down the bowl, Mother Song got a piece of red paper, wrote Song Ping'an's birthday on it, and asked Xue Ming to write it himself.

Based on his age in the last days, Xue Ming calculated the current year, and then wrote his horoscope.

Originally, everyone in the village thought that Song Ping'an was going to marry Zhou Yun from the next village, but Xue Ming, who lived in his own home, came to persuade him one after another, saying, "Auntie, you have to think clearly, this is not possible. The man who gave birth to a child, your family is safe and married, what about the heirs?"

Song's mother said proudly: "At first I thought Xue Ming was a man, but I didn't expect this child to be a brother. This will match my family's safety, so I dared to tell me."

Hearing what he said, everyone nearby could only envy him, blaming himself for not being so lucky to meet a brother who can make money.

Song's mother didn't plan to tell them about Xue Ming's pregnancy, fearing that it would be bad for the child.

I went to find the half-immortal in the village, gave Xiqian, and waited for him to calculate and find an auspicious day to get things done as soon as possible.

Banxian pretended to pick up the wedding invitation, stroked his goatee, and said: "It's the fate of the rich and powerful, turning bad luck into good luck, and shining on the lintel."

The people who watched together sighed and envied.

"What a blessing! Aunt Song's family will be rich and powerful in the future."

Banxian said again: "As soon as possible, on the eighth day of the next month, when Guanyin will send you off, you will definitely get a boy."

Song's mother quickly stuffed another copper plate and said, "Oh, that's really good. Thank you Banxian! I'm sorry!"

Banxian pretended to be profound and said another auspicious saying: "From now on, you will be rich and powerful, and you will be free from illness and disaster."

The arrogant Xue Ming couldn't help laughing, Song Pingan elbowed him, and he held back.

Seeing the change of look on Banxian's face, Song Mu even said, "This child is happy."

"Well, I'm happy." Xue Ming never believed in these things, but since everyone here is superstitious, it doesn't matter if he believes in it.

Song Ping'an also heard that what Banxian said was too false, but he felt comfortable listening to it, and it was good to hear.

On the way back, Song's mother discussed with several aunts again, talking about what dishes to prepare and how many tables to set up.

At night, Song's mother was still immersed in joy, holding Xue Ming's hand and talking non-stop, "The banxian said that the sooner the better, this new house has not been prepared for you, but I have already told the aunt at the west end of the village, At that time, her son will come to help and repair the safe house."

"My aunt decides everything." As long as Xue Ming can live with Song Ping'an, it doesn't matter.

Song Pingan listened and said, "I'll get a new bed tomorrow."

Thinking that he was still pregnant with the child, it would be more comfortable to change to a better bed.

The custom here, no matter marrying a brother or a girl, the mother's family must prepare a few quilts.Although Xue Ming has a natal family, it is the same as not having one.

These things can only be prepared by the Song family, in fact, Xue Ming bought them with his own money.

Because the wedding was set early and there were a lot of things to buy, Song's mother took the two of them to the town to collect the things to buy.

People in the village lent them tables and chairs, and news of Song Ping'an's marriage soon spread to Zhou's family.

Zhou's mother was angry, but more regretful.

I regret that I hesitated at the beginning, if I choose one directly, the one who is going to get married now is Brother Zhou Yun.

After the chef and the menu are ready, it's time to consider congratulations.

The day of making wedding clothes happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Song's mother originally wanted to go with them to take the measurement, but because the family was so busy, she could only let the two of them go.

On the street, Zhang Shuwen just finished his work there and rushed back. Song Pingan prepared some ingredients for the restaurant, and the two ate some in the restaurant.

While eating, brother Zhou Yun came, standing outside the door with a forced smile.

Seeing that, Song Ping'an also felt uncomfortable. Although he didn't like Brother Zhou Yun, the friendship between the two of them was still there when they were young.

So he called people in to add more bowls and chopsticks. Brother Zhou Yun felt very uncomfortable. At first he thought he had hope, but he didn't expect that they would get married in a blink of an eye.

He can't do things that destroy other people's families, but he can't let go.

Song Pingan put the rice on the table and said, "Eat some, we will go to the temple fair together later."

Before hearing the news that they were going to get married, Brother Zhou Yun was looking forward to going with him every day, but now he heard the news that he felt sore in his heart.

When writing the wedding invitation, Song's mother was planning to invite their family to come. After all, they are friends, and the wedding invitation was also sent by someone. Whether they come or not is their business.

Brother Zhou Yun held a piece of potato with his chopsticks, poked it for a while, and then chewed a couple of bites in his mouth. He said, "Brother Ping An, are you going to open this restaurant?"

"Yes." Song Pingan replied.

Xue Ming felt that this love rival was quite pitiful, but he couldn't do enough to comfort his love rival, saying: "When the time comes, I will drive with Ping An."

He does have this plan, he will find someone to manage the shop in Fucheng, and he will be a hands-off shopkeeper, while he and Song Ping'an will guard the restaurant.

Brother Zhou Yun has heard that this restaurant was bought by Xue Ming, and he knows that he is very good at making money. Anyone would choose such a person to spend his life. Song Ping'an will marry him.

It would be a lie to say that he is not envious, he said: "There must be a shortage of manpower when it opens, and I will come to help when the time comes."

As soon as the words fell, I heard Zhang Shuwen walking over with a leg of lamb and said, "Boss, my mother heard that you are getting married, so she asked me to bring a leg of lamb over."

Brother Zhou Yun looked at him, and heard him introduce himself: "Hi, I'm an employee here."

"Yeah." Now he was completely speechless and couldn't help.

Seeing his rival in love suddenly slump, Xue Ming felt complacent, but he didn't enjoy watching, and said, "Come and have a wedding wine at that time."

Zhang Shuwen thought he was talking to himself, so he agreed.

"it is good!"

Brother Zhou Yun's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Song Ping'an.

There was too much emotion in those eyes, Song Pingan glanced over and saw dullness inside, as if something was about to growl and run.

Brother Zhou Yun said firmly: "Brother Ping An, take me with you next time you go to the business, I also want to go out and see the world."

"Ah?" Song Ping'an was startled, and it took him a while to react, and said, "I'm not planning to go out at the moment, I'm planning to take over the restaurant."

Brother Zhou Yun held his chopsticks tightly and looked at Xue Ming: "Could you take me next time?"

He is only 20 years old. Xue Ming thought about it and said, "You follow Zhang Shuxue."

Zhang Shuwen let out an ah, and said, "Boss, are you asking me to accept you as an apprentice?"

"Yeah." Xue Ming didn't know many people, and Brother Zhou Yun didn't have bad intentions this time, since he wanted to work, he sent him there along the way, and it was rare for him to be quiet.

Zhang Shuwen nodded, looking at Brother Zhou Yun, he was still a little embarrassed, and said, "All right, after the boss's wedding banquet is finished, you can go to Fucheng with me."

This time, Brother Zhou Yun deeply understood a truth, no matter how good-looking he is, it is useless, only by making himself stronger and having conditions that people cannot refuse, can he really keep a person.

No matter what he thinks, as long as he doesn't miss Song Pingan anymore, Xue Ming can treat him as an ordinary person.

Seeing that their food was almost ready, Zhang Shuwen began to report to work, "Boss, the shop has been tidied up. After a few days of wind and the tables and chairs have been moved in, we can open the shop. What should we sell then? "

"I'll go there in person at that time." After Xue Ming finished speaking, he looked at Song Ping'an, "It's time for us to measure."

Now Zhang Shuwen can be regarded as a small boss, so there is no need to ask him about everything, so he eagerly pointed to the shops on the street: "Boss, I know where the price of the cloth shop is reasonable."

As he spoke, he walked ahead to lead them the way. Seeing him being eloquent, Brother Zhou Yun thought of himself for a moment, and flinched in his heart.

Seeing them coming in, the owner of the cloth shop took the cloth from the store and asked, "What kind of clothes do you want? I just bought a batch of goods here."

It was the first time for both of them to get married, and Xue Ming didn't know what kind of cloth to buy, so he said, "It's for getting married, bring out the best fabric."

The boss saw that he was a proud man, and he didn't slack off. He quickly asked someone to hug several pieces of cloth, and said, "What style do you like? See if the pattern is good-looking. The flowers are full of flowers, and you will have many children."

Xue Ming picked up the piece of red cloth, compared it to Song Ping'an's body, asked him to change another cloth, and said, "This one is fine, are there other styles?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper took out another piece, "Look at this."

After choosing and choosing two styles, the boss took out another one and said, "Do you need this hijab?"

"Hijab?" Xue Ming took it over and took a look, then looked at Song Ping'an's head, and said, "No need."

"Look at what I'm doing!" Song Ping'an subconsciously looked at his head when he took the hijab over, thinking for a while, thinking that he should look good wearing it.

But he didn't expect Xue Ming to be looking at him, and he suddenly felt baffled. He was a man, so it was his turn to wear this thing.

"That's necessary." Xue Ming nodded heavily. The moment he looked over, he felt that this thing was very suitable. When he entered the cave, he lifted his red hijab and looked at his blushing face.As much as there is emotional appeal, there will be emotional appeal.