Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Even though Xue Youcai had seen through the essence of the matter, he still placed his bets on Xue Ming, holding the pole tightly in his hand, as if grasping the last straw to save his life.

The familiar figure was nowhere to be seen, Song Ping'an waved the sickle in his hand, and directly snatched the farm tools back.

Xue Youcai followed up brazenly, thinking that he had already done the work and had to let Xue Ming do it anyway.If you can do as little as you can, do as little as possible, so as not to fall into the shoes of others.

Song Pingan felt the wind under his feet, pushed open the door and looked into the yard for a few times, but the man was still not there, and an inexplicable discomfort surged in his heart.

Xue Youcai opened the door and took a peek inside, then shouted at the top of his voice, "Ziming, are you at home? When will you do what you promised me?"

Song Pingan stood in the yard for a while. If it was before, the man ran out to greet him at this moment, but there was indeed no one there.

He threw away the sickle in his hand and strode towards the main room. There were only empty furniture in the room, but nothing else.

Xue Youcai stood outside and looked in for a while, then thought to himself: "Is he not here?"

Song Ping'an went back to his bedroom without giving up, took a look, and found that the man was indeed not there, and even the place where he put the money was turned over.

Is he already gone?

It was like this before, just let it go...

Xue Youcai looked at his disappointed look, thinking that he had worked so hard in the morning, but now he couldn't see anyone.Immediately, I felt unbalanced, snorted twice, and said: "I thought it was how much he liked you, but I didn't expect that he would run away when he encountered something."

Song Pingan squinted at him, his eyes contained too much anger, and Xue Youcai immediately closed his mouth in fright, and could only turn around and mumble a few words.

At this moment, Song's mother also looked at him from the outside, and suddenly she lost her face, and waved to Song Pingan, saying: "Ping An, come here, I'll ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Song Ping'an came to her.

Song Bing told him what he saw, his face full of anger: "When I just came back from the field, how did I find out that your aunt was picking peanuts in our field?"

Song Ping'an's expression changed, and he quickly asked, "Did they say anything to you?"

Seeing that he was so nervous, Song's mother didn't think about it, thinking that he was worried about conflicts with Song Shengwang's family, and said: "Don't worry, I haven't gone to them yet, I just came back to talk to you about this matter, we have to Think of a way, we can't let them steal all the things in our field."

Only then did Song Pingan heave a sigh of relief, and helped her into the house: "Mum, I will find a way to do this."

Mother Song patted the back of his hand, and said earnestly, "You can't be confused about this matter, listen to Xue Ming's opinion more."

Before he could speak, Xue Youcai who was standing at the door muttered, "He has already left."

Song's mother gave him a blank look, stepped over the threshold, put the extra rice on the table in a bowl, placed another bowl of food separately, and said, "Ping An, don't lose your temper or hit people indiscriminately, get along well with him." , Xue Ming is a good boy, he is obedient, and most importantly, he is much smarter than us."

Xue Youcai sat on the steps and snorted twice, "No matter how smart he is, he is also an illegitimate child, and he will only run away when encountering things, why? You expect him to come back to support you!"

Holding the bowl, Song Ping'an endured and endured under Song's mother's eyes, his arms tensed, and if he punched him, he would definitely cripple him.

For the members of the Xue family, Mother Song's method was to hide if she could, and try not to conflict with them.

At first, Xue Youcai muttered a few words in a low voice, but when he saw that they didn't dare to do anything to him, he became more and more bold, and directly opened his mouth to curse: "That bastard actually asked my young master to help you with work today, hum, Coward! You have to pay me."

There was the faint sound of bamboo chopsticks breaking.Song Ping'an's patience had reached the limit, and the chopsticks "clicked" in his hands, and they were broken into two halves.

Xue Youcai didn't have a sense of crisis, he just thought he was trembling with fear, and with his hands on his hips, he said arrogantly: "Why did I work for you as part-time workers for a day, at least forty pennies! No, at least one money!"

After finishing speaking, he still raised his head in a dignified manner, pinched his fingers once or twice, and sighed: "Forget it, just treat it as me..."

Before he finished speaking, the whole person flew directly down the steps, with a loud knock on the back of his head.Song Pingan withdrew the kicked foot to the ground, kicked it hard, and before he got up, rubbed his fingers and punched him in the face.

With this fist, not only his face hurt, but his tongue was a little numb.Xue Youcai let out an "ah", and felt liquid flow out of his nose, slipped directly over his lips and flowed into his mouth.

His eyes were staring, his elbows propped up on the ground, and before he exerted any strength, his eyes darkened, and his eyeballs were about to burst.

Song Pingan grabbed his collar and pointed his fist at his face, his violent fingers made a cracking sound, and the whites of his eyes were blood red: "Keep scolding me!"

Xue Youcai's lips fluttered, and the fierceness in his eyes was only cowardly. He trembled and wanted to ask for mercy, but Song Ping'an punched him on the forehead again.

There was a golden light in front of his eyes, Xue Youcai would wonder if he was going to go blind if he continued to fight like this, but Song Pingan had no intention of letting him go, and stretched out his hand to punch him in the face again.

Xue Youcai whimpered non-stop, trying to avoid his fist but couldn't move, Song Pingan fixed his forehead with one hand, and exerted force on his face with the other hand.

"Ah! Phew! It hurts...!"

After screaming again and again, Mother Song's heart trembled when she heard it, she rushed out from inside, hugged his arm, and shouted: "Safe! Safe! Stop! You will kill him!"

Song Ping'an's eyes were red, and he couldn't hear a word in his ears.

Xue Youcai vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and the strength of his struggle became weaker and weaker, which made Song's mother cry out in fright. He called Song Ping'an several times but failed to bring him back to his senses, so he raised his hand and slapped him. face.

Song Ping'an regained consciousness for a short time during this slap, turned his face to look at her, but his hands did not stop.

"Safe, safe! Don't fight, if you continue to fight, you will die."

With a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of Song Pingan's mouth, he was stunned and slapped him several times in a row.

Just when Song's mother thought he was going to beat someone to death, a white hand with well-defined knuckles stopped his next move, locked his fingers tightly, and wrapped his hand in the palm of his hand.

With a relaxed smile on his face, the visitor stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, and said in a strong jealous tone, "How can I give this fist to others? It's obviously mine."

Song's mother hugged his arm and begged eagerly: "Xue Ming, hurry up, take Ping An away quickly, Xue Youcai is about to be beaten to death by him, if this continues, people will die."

Before Xue Ming entered the yard, he heard her cry. He thought it was her being bullied, and Song Pingan couldn't solve it alone. When he was about to flex his muscles, he found that he had pushed Xue Youcai to the ground and beat her nose and face bruised and swollen.

Seeing his fist hit someone once or twice, it was a taste in my heart.In a blink of an eye, he came to his side, put his fingers on the palm of his hand, and stroked gently.

Song's mother hadn't noticed the weird movements of these two people, shaking Xue Youcai who had been knocked out, "Xue Youcai! Xue Youcai! Don't die!"

Song Pingan let out a breath, and slammed his fist on Xue Ming's shoulder. A trace of grievance flashed across his face, and he quickly lowered his head again.

"Auntie, don't worry, he won't die." It was rare for Xue Ming to see his expression like this. He lowered his head and looked up, but he didn't see anything. His eardrums trembled, and Song Pingan pushed him away vigorously and shouted. One voice: "Get out!"

Song's mother was shocked, thinking that his eyes were red and he couldn't tell who was who, and now she wanted to beat Xue Ming together, so she went up and hugged him, "Xue Ming, get Xue Youcai away quickly! "

Song Ping'an had come back to his senses at this moment, and was about to explain to her, but Xue Ming clenched his hands and pulled him into his arms, eyebrows and eyes frowned, and said: "Auntie, leave Ping'an to me, I will There is a way to wake him up."

No matter what Song's mother said, she was also a womanizer. If he really went berserk, she would not have the strength to control him, but thinking of how he was usually beaten by Song Pingan, she asked worriedly: "Can you do it alone?"

"Don't worry, auntie."

As he spoke, he covered Song Ping'an's mouth with one hand, and quickly slid his hand to his waist with the other, performing with emotion: "Ping'an, don't move, I'm Xue Ming."

Under his provocative eyes, Song Pingan subconsciously refused, and broke free from Mother Song's hands in two strokes.

Xue Ming hugged him forcefully, bowed his head and whispered in his ear, "If you don't obey, I'll take off your pants."

As soon as the words fell, Xue Ming felt a chill in his trousers, and the belt was so loose that it was about to fall off. He stared in fear, only to hear him shout again in an expressive voice: "It hurts, be safe and take it easy."

Song's mother was anxious and at a loss, but Song Ping'an almost fainted.

Xue Ming frowned, took another punch from him, gritted his teeth and sucked in air.

Song Ping'an couldn't tell because he was suffering so much that he could only clamp his legs tightly, and his pants would slip off if he moved a little.

Xue Ming's step by step was extremely "difficult", but Song Ping'an was pedaling on the ground "violently". Mother Song who was on the side saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. She thought that she would definitely treat Xue Ming as her second son in the future.

At this moment, Song Ping'an gritted his teeth and thought, "I must kill you!"