Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Song Ping'an was still reluctant to throw away the broken chairs, and went back and beat them with a hammer, and they could use them for a while.

Xue Ming stood outside the door and looked at the sweat dripping down his cheeks, and couldn't help sighing a few words: "It's really virtuous, it's no wonder he's the one I like!"

Hearing this, Song Ping'an felt numb and hit the ground with a hammer. He gave him a hard look before getting up and dusting off his body and going to the kitchen.

Two days later, the sun was setting and Song Ping'an was harvesting and drying corn outside. Xue Ming rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help, but Mother Song's voice came from inside the room. As for the matter of staying, as long as the mother-in-law is settled, Song Ping'an will not disagree.

After taking a few pills, Mother Song's complexion improved a bit. She leaned against the head of the bed and said politely, "Master Xue, sit down!"

Xue Ming let out a "huh" and sat on the chair beside the bed, with his hands casually resting on his lap, "Just tell me what you have to say!"

Song's mother coughed, with tears in her eyes, she leaned forward while clutching the bed board, "Master Xue, please let me go, he really accidentally tied up the wrong person!"

Never thought that the future mother-in-law would have such a bad impression of him, Xue Ming hurriedly stood up and walked along her back, handed her the tea on the table, and said seriously: "Auntie, I have no other intentions, just put my face in safety. If it is destroyed, I will be ridiculed by my brothers when I go back, so I will stay at your house."

Song's mother looked at him in surprise, and seeing his swollen half face, felt guilty, and immediately apologized: "It's all about Ping'an's recklessness, Young Master Xue, don't be angry, I'll call Ping'an here to discourage you!"

"No need!" Xue Ming stopped, "I'll just stay here for a few days, don't worry, the Xue family will definitely not come to make trouble, and you can just call me Xue Ming."

"Xue Ming?" Apparently Song's mother didn't have this name, but fortunately she didn't know much about Xue's family. She guessed that he was either living in the firewood house or sleeping in the yard these days, so she just thought about it a little: "That night you sleep in that room in Ping An, and let Ping An sleep outside."

The Song family only had two back rooms, and Xue Ming was eager to share a room with Song Pingan, preferably a bed, but he couldn't say it too bluntly, "It's okay, Ping An and I sleep in the same room, and there are mosquitoes outside. It's okay if he squeezes."

"But……"

"It's okay, I'm not a noble person." Xue Ming said lightly, but he was secretly happy in his heart, and soon he frowned again, looking hesitant to speak.

Song's mother asked: "Master Xue, if you have anything else to say, just talk about it, and treat this place as your own home."

What Xue Ming was waiting for was her words. He stayed at Song's house for the past two days, and he was shirtless after taking a shower. Fortunately, he had no clothes to wear the next day because of the hot weather. He pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Ping An tied I came too suddenly, and I didn't even take out two of these clothes, so I don't know if Ping An's clothes can be borrowed from me."

"Yes, yes!" Mother Song nodded, "Let Ping An take you to his house later and ask him to find you two clothes."

Xue Ming pursed his lips pretending to be deep, turned around and smiled wantonly. He rubbed his face twice and felt that his face was really deserved. After laughing, he took out two taels of silver from his pocket and gave it to Mother Song, "Auntie, this is the money I saved myself. Our Xue family is unreasonable. You can treat this money as Ping An's wages. You can take it. Don't tell Ping An. I'm afraid he will save face and refuse to accept it." .”

The two taels of silver were placed in front of Song's mother, how could she not be tempted.Xue Ming felt that this wave of goodwill was really right, "Auntie, you must take this money!"

After speaking, he couldn't help stuffing the money into her arms, pretending to be afraid that she would return it, got up and left.

Song's mother held the two taels of silver tightly in her hand, looked at the place where he left and sighed, "Ping'an is really shameless!"

Unknowingly, Song Ping'an brought the dishes to the main room, and without looking at Xue Ming who was setting the table and chopsticks attentively, he raised his voice to the back room: "Mother has eaten!"

Mother Song beckoned to him, and when he came over, she stuffed the money into his hand and said, "Master Xue pays back our wages."

Xue Ming outside listened with pricked ears, pretending nothing happened, and sat outside waiting for dinner.

When Song Pingan helped Song's mother out, his eyes flicked across his face, with doubts and incomprehension, but it was much softer than before.

Two taels of silver flower is really worth it, he lowered his head and chuckled without showing any signs, and when he looked up, he met Song Ping'an's puzzled expression, and secretly pinched himself to suppress the joy in his heart.

Song's mother greeted: "Master Xue, there is no good food at home, so you will eat as you please."

"Don't let it go." Xue Ming looked at the two plates of green vegetables on the table, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his joy.

How can eating the dishes cooked by your sweetheart be just enough?

"Mum, eat more." Song Ping'an felt more and more that he had no good intentions, avoided his scorching gaze, and gave Song's mother a piece of food with chopsticks.

Sure enough, as soon as the green vegetables landed in Mother Song's bowl, she heard her say: "Peace, Young Master Xue is going to recuperate with us, and he will sleep in the same room these few days."

"No!" Song Ping'an objected subconsciously, "Mother, why should he live in my house?"

Because Song's mother was ill, her words were weak and sounded like pleading, "Master Xue is a guest at our house, we have to treat people with courtesy, and besides, Young Master Xue sent money here regardless of the past, we can't let him sleep Yard?"

"Mum, you know him..." He couldn't make out the words behind him, squinted at Xue Ming and slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and shouted at him, "I know you have no good intentions!"

Song's mother coughed twice to stop him from resting, and said softly, "Peace, you can't let him go back with a swollen face. We all know who Mrs. Xue is."

From the beginning to the end, Xue Ming didn't say a word, and pinched his thigh with his fingers to prevent himself from laughing out loud. Sure enough, it was much easier to have the support of the mother-in-law.

Song's mother looked at him with his head down, and said, "I can't live for a few more days."

"Mum, don't be fooled by him, you don't know him..."

"What about him?"

Song Ping'an's face was livid, and he slammed his fist on the table, causing the dishes and chopsticks to tremble.

During the conversation between the mother and the son, Xue Ming finally couldn't help laughing and shrugged his shoulders. He raised his head after laughing, pretending to be sorry, and said, "I'm really sorry, I made it difficult for you, it's just my face..."

"Master Xue, don't worry about staying here for a few days, and go back when the injury on your face heals. Ping An is sorry for you." Half of these words are mixed with hypocrisy. Mother Song and Song Pingan are orphans and widows Mother, what I'm afraid of is that the Xue family will come to make trouble.

Xue Ming saw it but didn't say it, and looked at her gratefully, "Thank you, auntie!"

But Song Pingan, who was opposite him, had his lips trembling, and after a meal, only Xue Ming ate the most happily.After the meal, he rushed to help stack the bowls together and carried them into the kitchen.

Mother Song quickly pushed Song Pingan, who was sulking, "Go and wash the dishes."

Song Ping'an turned his face away and refused to move, "Doesn't he have long hands?"

"Peace!" Song's mother sighed bitterly, "Can you save my mother some snacks?"

Song Ping'an clenched his fists, his arms trembling in anger, he stood up straight, and the ground he stepped on trembled three times.

As soon as Xue Ming entered the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves to wash, he was pushed aside by Song Pingan. Seeing his angry face, he secretly hid the kitchen knife behind his back.

It took Song Pingan a long time to calm down, raised his jaw, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"I just want to stay with you, Ping An, I think you and I are very suitable."

What Xue Ming said was serious, but Song Ping'an was aroused again. He raised his fist and shook it twice, and asked helplessly, "Xue Ming, are you so cheap?"

Xue Ming replied seriously without getting angry or annoyed: "It's really a little bit!"

Song Ping'an's back molars were about to be crushed, and in the end he could only turn his grief and anger into washing the dishes, grabbing the dishes and rubbing them vigorously.Xue Ming leaned closer to admire his angry face obsessively, since he was not afraid of death anyway.

Before he kidnapped the wrong person, Song Pingan used to take a bath by the well with a bucket of cold water. How could he dare to do this these two days? Just panic.

Xue Ming didn't know how he usually took a bath, so he fetched water and walked into Song Ping'an's room. Plus, he didn't take a shower last night, so he couldn't wait. He just undressed and saw Song Ping'an sleeping on the bed. His eyes lit up immediately.

The fabric of the pajama pants is not good and slightly rough. He stroked it lightly, feeling as if his heart was being eaten by thousands of ants.The unique body fragrance stirred his heart and lungs, and the anxiety from desire made him have a splitting headache.

He looked helplessly at the reaction of stepping down, squinting his eyes to lock the sweet taste in his nasal cavity, and the beautiful scene in his mind made him smile wryly.

The rough cloth was repeatedly rubbed in his hands for some comfort, and his body was burned by fire.He shook his head helplessly, just as he was about to step into the tub, he was distracted by a mole on his thigh.

In order to see clearly, he went back to the bed and took advantage of the moonlight, stepped on the bed and lowered his head to look at the mole. The mole was as big as a bean, and the color was temporarily unclear, but it looked a little weird.

He raised his head in thought, then lowered his head to look again, unaware that there was a person standing by the window, and he took his actions as another understanding.

Song Ping'an's eyes were complicated, and all the movements of the people in the room were printed on the window paper. After sniffing his pajamas, he leaned on his waist, bent over with difficulty and started to do housework. After a while, he raised his head again, and finally He raised his head and let out a long cry.

After watching the whole process, his face was full of disbelief, his lips fluttered, his vision was greatly impacted, and he ran away in a panic, covering his face.

At this time, Xue Ming, who finally knew the meaning of the mole, could not believe it and cursed: "Fuck! I am actually a brother!"