Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

This man is here to kiss.

It was about Song Wenge's marriage.

The Song family——

"Aunt Ping'an, Brother Wen is a famous beauty brother. It's so nice to marry back home, and many men want to get it back, so why don't you think about it?" Song Matchmaker spit and pulled There is a girl on the left of Song's mother's hand and a girl on the right, which is called intimacy.

Song Ping'an squatted at the door, picked up a branch, drew and wrote on the ground, and didn't know what he was thinking, but Xue Ming listened actively, and sat next to Song's mother with great interest, who didn't know that he thought he was going to marry a daughter-in-law It's him.

The Song matchmaker glanced at Song Pingan at the door, covered her mouth and laughed, and pointed at him: "Aunt Pingan, look at how embarrassed your Ping An is, I think your Ping An is also interesting to Brother Wen, as the old saying goes It’s better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage, Aunt Ping’an, would you have the heart to let them have lovers and find it difficult to get married?”

Fortunately, it is the No.1 mouth of the Songjia Village, and it didn't take long for Song's mother to say it. A gleam flashed in Song's eyes, and she leaned into her ear with a ruthless trick, "Aunt Song, don't say goodbye!" Yes, let’s just talk about the age of peace, who’s the guy who has no one at the bedside yet? Look at the mole on Brother Wen’s eyebrow, it’s so round, bright and red, it’s guaranteed to be a man in one fell swoop!”

Song's mother was immediately moved by the words, she mumbled for a while, and said, "Then, let me ask what Ping'an means."

Matchmaker Song glanced at her, and said, "Aunt Ping'an, from the village, you said that I can harm you, and then you say what your parents ordered and the matchmaker's words, what could be wrong? I might as well give you a clear idea. My brother likes your family's safety, can you talk about your family's safety on Wen Ge'er's terms?"

Song's mother's eyes darkened, and she fell into a tangle again.

"Of course, we don't need to talk about our relationship. I will naturally think of you if there are good things. Do you know how many times Sheng Wangniang has come to see me?" Song Matchmaker stretched out five fingers, clapped her palms, and said, "Five times! Five times!"

Xue Ming held his chin as if he was fascinated by the sound, and tapped his fingers on the table consciously or unconsciously. It was not a loud sound at first, but it made Song Ping'an feel irritable and turned his head to stare at him frequently.

Just when Song's mother was about to nod, Xue Ming said, "Listen to you, brother Song Wen's conditions are so good, the dowry money plus the dowry is not low!"

Matchmaker Song was also embarrassed for a moment, and even played sloppy eyes: "This, this, don't worry...I will talk to Brother Wen."

"Needless to say." Xue Ming stretched his neck, "Since Brother Song Wen likes Ping'an so much, shouldn't the dowry be waived?"

Song Matchmaker's complexion changed, she didn't show good face, and her tone was full of contempt: "Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as not giving a dowry. I'm afraid this brother is also single?"

"Single! Why don't you introduce Brother Song Wen to me? I'll take out a dowry gift of 300 taels." He crossed his fingers and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. How is the courtyard?"

Song's mother knew about his assets, and looked at him in surprise, feeling a little uncomfortable, after all, this was an open marriage robbery.

Song Pingan was also taken aback, turning his head to look at him.

A few eyes fell on Xue Ming, and he was also calm, jokingly said with a smile: "Why, too little?"

"A lot! A lot!" Song Matchmaker laughed back to her senses, "I don't know which family you belong to, so I can go back and talk to Brother Wen."

Song Ping'an punched the ground, gritted his teeth and turned around, got up and walked out of the yard, stood there sullenly, looked up at the crooked-neck tree kicked up, a few plums landed firmly on him on the head.

The sun shone sparsely on Xue Ming's body, half of his body fell into the shadow, and his pupils were like a deep pool, daunting but deeply trapped in it.

He moved uncontrollably, and unwillingness crept up on his face.Song Pingan gritted his teeth and kicked a stone on the side of the road away.

Besides, Matchmaker Song in the room looked Xue Ming up and down, and seeing that he was not dressed like a child from a rich family, she became suspicious and asked, "Which village is your family from? Does your family agree to get married?"

"Xue Family Village, it's up to me whether you agree with me, so is this marriage?" Xue Ming came with an oppressive aura, which directly shocked Matchmaker Song.

She carefully matched in her brain, thinking about which wealthy Xue family still has unmarried people, and then tentatively asked: "Which son of Xue Tieniu are you?"

"What do you think?" Xue Ming threw the question back.

"Is Xue Youfu?" Song Matchmaker can only think of him. Xue Youfu is also around 25. He was married once. After less than a year of marriage, the brother jumped into the river because he couldn't stand his beatings or scolding. The old lady Shangxue liked this son the most, and she was the only son who could pay a lot of money.

Seeing him silently acquiescing, he hurriedly laughed and said: "I said, why is it so familiar, it turns out to be Xue Youfu, Young Master Xue!"

Xue Ming was also a little surprised, the matchmaker had never met Xue Youfu, neither nodded nor shook her head.

It's not that she doesn't know each other, Matchmaker Song does. She once made a marriage proposal for Xue Youcai, but Mrs. Xue is stingy because she doesn't make money, so she doesn't deal with them anymore.

Coupled with Xue Youfu's fat body and strong body, he also became puzzled and asked: "Master Xue, when did you become so thin? You are much more handsome than before!"

Xue Jiming was born with a weak air, coupled with his introverted personality, he became a little sick over time, so he followed the words: "I have been seriously ill, so I come to Aunt Song's place to escape the Yin Qi."

Since Xue Youfu and Xue Yougui were disabled one after another, Xue Youcai intentionally publicized it, and everyone in the area knew that the two favored sons of the Xue family were useless.

Matchmaker Song had also heard about it, and she thought to herself, "Anyway, Brother Wen just asked me to discuss the dowry money. It doesn't matter if he is Xue Youfu, as long as he has money."

Thinking of this, she put on a catering smile again, and said: "Then I'll go back and have a good word with Brother Wen."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song's mother coldly, and mocked with disgust: "Although Wen Ge'er likes peace, his elder brother is like a father. Although Wen Ge'er's parents are not there, his elder brother is there. Isn't that true?" I have to have a good talk with him as a child's play."

Song's mother grabbed the fabric on her knees and wanted to ask to keep it, but the family really couldn't afford the dowry money, unless they sold the land, but what would they eat after the sale?

She felt deeply that she had enough energy in her heart but not enough strength, and she almost passed out when she got up.

Matchmaker Song walked out with a smile, seeing that Song Pingan outside was not as enthusiastic as she was at first, and left with a shake of her arms.

"Bah!" Song Pingan looked at her back fiercely.

Xue Minglian supported Song's mother to sit down, and comforted him: "Auntie, you misunderstood me. You know who Song Wen'er is better than me. If you want to raise a child for others safely in the future, I will pay the 300 taels, and I will give you a restaurant Give Ping An a wife."

Song's mother rubbed her chest, took another sip of water, and felt better. Thinking about what he said just now, she didn't know whether it was true or not, and pulled him to rest and shed two lines of tears, "Xue Ming , you can honestly say, how does your aunt treat you? Should you snatch a marriage with Ping An today?"

Xue Ming nodded, and his words were sincere without any falsehood: "My aunt, Xue Ming, is not an ungrateful person. I just tried to test Song Wen'er's bottom. You can also see that the matchmaker only cares about the gift money, not safety. There is a connection, and there is something to do with Xue Youfu, do you think it is safe to marry such a person?"

It's not that Song's mother doesn't understand these principles, but she has to be anxious. Song Ping'an is already 22, and she still doesn't have a date at this meeting.

Thinking of the unstoppable tears here, I just feel that I am dragging Song Ping'an down.

Xue Ming couldn't bear it, and at the same time felt that this would be a good time, so he said, "Auntie, don't cry, if you believe in me, I will be able to find a partner for Ping An, who will not only make money but also take care of the family!"

"How can there be such a good person!" Song's mother thought he was saying nice things to comfort herself, "I thought that after they got married, I would help Ping An take care of them, maybe Wen Geer would be at ease!"

She has never seen the world, and it is reasonable to be short-sighted.

Xue Ming said: "Don't worry about this, Auntie, I met many brothers in the running, and I just like Ping An!"

Song's mother shed the tears from her eyes, thinking of the 300 taels he earned, she felt relieved, and said: "Since he can earn a lot of money in a few days and know many people, then a safe marriage will be settled! "

Xue Ming said that he was the one who would make money and take care of his family, but it was a pity that he said so much, but Song Pingan didn't hear a word, and took the hunting guy to the back mountain to hunt rabbits.

After comforting Song's mother, Xue Ming went outside and stood by the crooked neck tree for a while, picking up the plums on the ground and smiling absent-mindedly.

Unconsciously, the image of him writing and drawing on the ground appeared in his mind, and he walked back to the door of the main room.

The handwriting on the ground was still very clear. It was a little man with a big round head who was squatting on the ground with his head hugged. The little man looked pitifully bullied.

Song Ping'an's drawing ability is not strong, and he can still see that it is not easy for him.

Xue Ming squatted on the ground to study, thinking about how to preserve the painting, after all, this is the first gift Song Pingan gave him so far.

However, the current conditions are not as good as before. He can stare at it for a while, store it in his mind, and then record it with a pen and paper, and finally watch it become blurred.