Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Before Xue Ming could go far with the dustpan in his hand, he bumped into Song Pingan, who was furiously carrying a hoe.

Song Pingan looked up and saw his wet coat, before Xue Ming could ask him what was wrong, he dragged him to the river.

Song Shengwang, who just got up from the river, took off his coat cursingly and threw it on the stone. Before he could straighten up, he was thrown into the river by Song Pingan with a hoe.

Xue Ming also didn't know why, so before he took a picture of him with his hand holding Shau Kei, he saw him standing in the water in three steps, and pushed Song Shengwang's head into the water with a stick.

Song Shengwang drank a few mouthfuls of river water, and was suddenly pushed in again, flopping like a duck in the water.

"Ah! Help... help!"

The surrounding village names heard it and hurried forward to dissuade them: "Safe, hurry up! Let go, I'm afraid Shengwang will die!"

Xue Ming had seen him with red eyes, if Song Shengwang hadn't provoked him, he wouldn't have hit him so hard.

"Save... life..." Song Shengwang had just surfaced when he was stuffed in by Song Ping'an's hoe, and blood was also shot on his forehead.

"Oh, Ping An, stop!" An aunt who has a good relationship with Song's mother hurried up to hug his hoe, "Ping An, don't mess around, you will beat him to death!"

Seeing that he still refused to let go, several people came up together and snatched the hoe in his hand with brute force. Xue Ming went up to hold his hand, and whispered in his ear: "Let him go first, and kill the other." There are many ways of people, and putting yourself into it is the most stupid way."

Song Pingan met his eyes, the flames in his eyes did not diminish much, but he threw the hoe obediently in his hand.

Only then did a few spectators dare to pick up Song Shengwang. He coughed up a sip of water while covering his stomach, and threatened firmly: "I will never let you go! I will definitely...cough..."

But he didn't know that a wisp of white smoke had crawled in along the wound on his body at this time. Xue Ming held the shauji as if nothing had happened, and firmly led Song Pingan, who was picking up the hoe, to the shore.

Song Ping'an lowered his head, his cold palms were warmed by him, and the hoe made a screeching sound as it dragged on the ground.

Song's mother also rushed out after hearing the sound, looked Xue Ming up and down, stared at her feet and cursed: "Is there any injury? That beast is bullying people!"

Xue Ming was even more puzzled by what she said. He glanced back at Song Pingan again. Seeing that he was still breathing out his anger, he immediately understood. He took two steps towards Song Pingan and tilted his head. Said, "I'm fine."

It turned out that a villager didn't understand the situation, and ran home to say that Song Shengwang had pushed Xue Ming into the river. Song Pingan rushed out the door with a hoe in his hand without saying a word. .

The water on Xue Ming's coat was soaked by him holding the shroud, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance. Only people like Song Pingan who are afraid of him being bullied would ignore the facts.

If he still can't see his feelings for him at this time, Xue Ming is really stupid to the end, "It's nothing!"

Hearing the people talking about it nearby, Song Ping'an probably understood the ins and outs of the matter, his face flushed, he couldn't get rid of his hand after shaking it twice, and clasped his jaw hard to vent his anger

Song Shengwang held his forehead and picked up a stone. He ignored everyone's warnings and chased after him. He pointed at Song Ping'an and cursed: "Ping'an, for your dead father's sake, I have never done anything to you..."

It was originally a good opportunity for you and me to be interrupted by him. Xue Ming affectionately climbed into a touch of impatience, slowly twitched the index finger holding Song Ping'an, and stopped suddenly, with a strong smile on the corner of his mouth.

The leaves on the weeds trembled, and before the cold air got through the fingers, they were wrapped in a big rough hand. Song Pingan held his hand back with a cold face, reminding him not to do it.

Song Shengwang's family also rushed over, especially his younger father Zhang Hua, a brother who looked more feminine than a woman, and when he saw the blood on Song Shengwang's forehead, he cried and pushed Song's mother away.

Song Pingan grabbed his arm and threw it to the side. He fell to the ground and rolled over, "God damn it, look at my son, I'll be beaten to death!"

Song Guangzong also carried a wooden stick on his back and raised his hand to hit Song Ping'an on the head, saying: "Today, I will discipline and discipline you for your father who died."

Before the stick fell, the dog kicked by Xue Ming gnawed at the mud. He got up and pointed at Xue Ming's nose and cursed: "Where did the bastard come from! Roll as far as I can."

Xue Ming smiled apologetically: "If you open your mouth and call others a bastard, then what are you? Are you even worse than a bastard?"

When he said this, the people around laughed. Most of the people in Songjia Village didn't like Song Shengwang's family. However, they usually domineering in the village and have a rich family background, so they could only swallow their anger. Seeing their family being abused so miserably Shout out loud in my heart.

Song Shengwang also took two steps back in fright, and didn't throw the stone in his hand, which made people laugh out loud.

"Let's go home soon." Mother Song didn't want to deal with them, so she dragged the two of them home.

Seeing that the three of them had disappeared, Song Sheng dared to go up and help them up.Shouting at their backs: "Hmph, I will definitely make you look good, and I will never let you go, just wait and see."

Xue Ming kept holding his hand until he reached the door, so as not to be caught by Song's mother.

"Oh, offending your uncle's family will make life difficult for us in the future." Mother Song sighed deeply, "From now on, we will take a detour if we can, and try not to conflict with their family."

Song Pingan put the hoe in his hand against the wall, fetched a basin of water with a wooden bucket, washed his face, and frowned: "If you do anything, you should be afraid of him. If he dares to make trouble, I will kill you." he."

"Then you're going to go to jail. How will Xue Ming and I live from now on?" Song's mother couldn't make sense to him, picked up the needle on the stone table, sewed a few stitches, and felt flustered, watching as she was fiddling with. Xue Ming of Chili pepper said: "Xue Ming, next time you meet Shengwang, stay away from him. He has a small heart and holds grudges very much. I'm afraid he will make trouble for you."

Xue Ming cut off the chili head with one finger: "I won't have a chance to see you again in the future."

Song Pingan, who was holding a wooden basin, took a step back, a basin of water was splashed in the ditch, his expression was gloomy.

This rascal... is leaving?

After a while, Song's mother couldn't help laughing when she thought of Song Shengwang's family being devastated, and said, "If you don't give them some flair, they don't know how powerful our family is."

After talking, thinking that Xue Ming was going to take Song Pingan to run a business to make money, he felt relieved, and his waist straightened up a little. Xue Ming looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

After Xue Ming planted the peppers he got back, Song Ping'an went to the kitchen to prepare meals. Mother Song didn't finish the suit until the evening, and asked him to take off the clothes and change them after dinner to see the effect.

Song Pingan shook off the water from his hand and looked at Xue Ming who was sitting beside him. He didn't really want to wear it. He was silent for a while before unbuttoning it.

Xue Ming's vision was much better than his, and the clothes on his body made him look tall and straight.Song's mother nodded and praised: "Whoever said that my family's Ping'an is not as good as Song Shengwang, it means that my family's Ping'an doesn't know how to control herself."

Xue Ming agreed with her words very much, his eyes were completely glued to his body and he couldn't take his eyes off.

"Peace, just wear this outfit. On the night of Qixi Festival, there will definitely be brothers and girls coming to strike up a conversation with you. If you see someone right, tell Mom." Song's mother patted the folds on his shoulders, Then he said to Xue Ming who was sitting next to him: "Xue Ming, he is not good at talking, so I have to ask you for help when the time comes."

Xue Ming, who was named, nodded and looked deeply at Song Ping'an: "Well, I will help him find someone who can make money, run a family and be good-looking."

Song Ping'an was shocked, so he untied his clothes, took the coat that was on the chair, and walked out.

After he left, Xue Ming went to the well to fetch a bucket of water, took a hasty shower, took his clothes and went to the back room.

As soon as he entered the door, the clothes were thrown towards his face. Xue Ming lifted the clothes and shook them. The person who threw the clothes was laying the bed sheets behind his back. Judging by the degree of force, the popularity reached a critical point. .

The bed sheet made a whirring sound in Song Ping'an's hand, and he shook his arm vigorously.The moonlight outside the window slanted in, and he was the only one to be seen in the darkness.

Xue Ming folded the clothes in his hand and put them on the box, "Don't you have anything to say about the morning?"

Song Pingan didn't pay much attention to him that day, as if he had made up his mind and didn't want to have anything to do with him.Xue Ming wasn't annoyed either, he kept in mind the backhand grip he made in the morning.

Tomorrow is Qixi Festival, so it is time to give him a surprise, Xue Ming did not wait for his reply.

Song Pingan grabbed the coat on the bed and walked out. It seemed that he would not sleep in this room tonight.

When they rubbed shoulders, Xue Ming grabbed his arm, and his tone became more serious than usual, "This is your room, if you want to go out, I will go out."

After speaking, he took the first step and walked out with his clothes in his hands. Song Pingan closed his mouth and took a deep breath, clenching his teeth.This should be the best result for him, but he was so sad to death.

Xue Ming rubbed his face when he got outside the door, the pain and sadness on his face was replaced by a smile.

Inserting his five fingers into his hair along his forehead, he looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed heavily: "I didn't expect it to be so difficult to pretend to be sad in front of him!"