Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Song Pingan said blankly, "Yes!"

Xue Ming interjected: "What's so interesting about a broken star who only sees each other once a year?"

Brother Zhou Yun talked more and more vigorously, and laughed in a low voice: "Brother Pingan, do you still remember that I used to go to your house to play, and you took me everywhere to hunt dates?"

Song Ping'an turned his head to look at Brother Zhou Yun, and there was a slight fluctuation on his expressionless face.

oh?Xue Ming thought it was time for him to act on the tricks of childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts.

Just when he was about to sit down, he heard Song Pingan rack his brains to recall the answer after a long time: "I don't remember!"

He couldn't hold back any more, and let out a puff.

The two people who were looking at the stars and the moon turned their heads to look at him at the same time. Xue Ming didn't feel embarrassed that he came to disturb other people's beautiful things. He looked at them with interest and raised his jaw: "That's very good Yes, continue."

Brother Zhou Yun didn't see Xue Ming's face clearly just now, but now he can see his face clearly with the help of the surrounding lights.

Although he was full of ruffian, he was not annoying, and even thought he was chic and coquettish.The arc of the corner of the mouth is very unbearable, but it is also difficult to let go.

Xue Ming originally wanted to sit between them, but the space between them was too small to squeeze in, so he sat beside Song Ping.

Soon he noticed the gaze from Brother Zhou Yun, and he also looked at him. The two gazes clashed in the air, and Song Pingan smelled something different again.

Brother Zhou Yun still had a certain degree of confidence in his appearance, so he nodded his head, which was regarded as acquaintance.

Sitting in the distance, I just saw Zhou's mother. Sensitively, the atmosphere was not right, and pulled Song's mother next to him: "Who is that person sitting next to Ping An? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Song's mother took a look, saw that it was Xue Ming, took her hand, and was full of praise for Xue Ming: "This child has lived in my house for a while, and he is a good child. I have not recovered from my illness all these years, thanks to him Only one prescription he wrote was cured."

"Really?" Mother Zhou glanced at him again, feeling that Xue Ming was not as simple as she said, "Do you have a husband's family?"

Song's mother covered her mouth and laughed: "Look at Xue Ming's size, how could he be a brother? He is a man."

She still didn't say a word later, if Xue Ming was a brother and had the ability to give birth, she would ask Song Pingan to marry him.

"It's a man!" Zhou's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't see how tall I was sitting, but I didn't expect it to be a man."

Song's mother praised him again: "That kid is promising, he often goes out to run business, and every time he comes home, it feels like Chinese New Year."

"Really?" Zhou's mother looked at his lively conversation, stared at Xue Ming twice, and thought he was handsome, "I'm afraid this child hasn't mentioned his in-laws yet!"

There is no parent who does not want their children to have a good life, and Zhou's mother is no exception. After listening to her say so many good things about Xue Ming, she suddenly feels that her child is a good match for him, and even begins to think that even if Song Ping'an cannot get along Relatives, being with him is also good, so Xue Ming also let Xue Ming intervene between the two of them to chat.

After Xue Ming joined them, Song Ping'an became unnatural, and as expected, Xue Ming's two fingers crawled to his hand and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips.

Since Brother Zhou Yun was sitting next to him, it was not easy to push Xue Ming away in front of his face, so he could only endure silently.

Xue Ming became more and more complacent and daring, and he just went ahead and leaned slightly towards him, seemingly talking to him, but in fact he had already held his hand.

Brother Zhou Yun and Song Ping'an chatted and recalled the past, "Brother Ping'an, do you remember that Shengwang always bullied me at that time, and you helped me out?"

Song Pingan didn't listen to what he was saying at all, his hands were struggling with Xue Ming all the time, his face was tense, and he looked like he was bitter and vengeful.

Brother Zhou Yun didn't hear his answer, so he turned his head and glanced at Xue Ming. Xue Ming was also competing with him, and he didn't have time to talk to him, with a vague smile on his face.

Brother Zhou Yun reflected in his heart, and asked himself if he had talked too much about the past, and he didn’t remember the past, so he was not interested, and felt that he was too boring, so he asked tentatively: “Brother Ping’an, your family’s farm work this year is over. No? If you haven't finished, I'll help you."

Song Ping'an still didn't listen, but Xue Ming on the side shook his hand vigorously, and blinked at him signally: "Brother Yun talked there for a long time, why don't you pay attention to him?"

Song Ping'an hated him the most. He didn't admit to the bad things he did, and pushed himself completely, saying: "I want you to take care of it!"

Listening to him scolding Xue Ming, Brother Zhou Yun was not very happy, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, Song Ping'an was only polite to him, and his feelings did not cross the line.

Song Ping pinched his jaw, watched his brows twitch, let go of his fingers, and looked at Brother Zhou Yun with a sorry face: "I didn't understand what you just said, please say it again."

There is a big difference between a "Lao Tzu" and an "I". Although the former sounds less respectful, it brings the two closer.Brother Zhou Yun smiled and repeated what he just said, "It's been quite hot for the past few days, have you finished your work yet?"

If Song Shengwang hadn't been tricked into taking Tian away, the work would definitely be too busy to finish. Now it's different. If you are free, you must have time, but if you tell the truth, Song's mother will definitely know, and said: "Not yet , it will be almost two days later.”

Xue Ming stared at his eyes, which were shining with light, and began to play tricks again, inserting a finger into his clenched fist, first rubbing against his tiger's mouth, and then slowly twitching.

The corner of Song Ping'an's mouth twitched in anger, his whole body stiffened, and he stared with tiger eyes, wishing to bite him on the neck.

Xue Ming wanted to act innocent, but his subordinates stopped.

Song Pingan gritted his teeth at him warningly, and Brother Zhou Yun asked without knowing the truth: "What's the matter, did you get bitten by a bug?"

Song Pingan let out a "huh" and turned around to look ahead again. Just when he thought that Xue Ming was finally being honest, Xue Ming suddenly gave a violent X, which startled him and almost jumped up. A fist hit him on the head.

Brother Zhou Yun understood what was going on, and leaned back slightly, trying to figure out what the two of them were doing.

But Xue Ming didn't give him this chance, he pulled his finger out, Song Pingan didn't dare to hold his hand again, his thumb made Xue Ming's habitual movement, secretly rubbing the texture on his finger.

Xue Ming deliberately put his hand on his body, pointed to the stars in the sky with one hand, and said, "Come, let's talk about the future."

"I'm talking to you! Get out!" Song Ping'an snorted, regardless of his face or the star he was pointing at, while Brother Zhou Yun looked over.

Xue Ming said solemnly: "Ping An, what do you think of a month, or a week if not!"

A wind blew over, and the wild flowers on the grass were blown and swayed. Xue Ming habitually plucked the most beautiful one and handed it to him, "At least you have to give me some time, three days or one day , If you don’t try it, how will you know if it’s suitable?”

Song Ping'an's lips moved and his teeth gritted.

Brother Zhou Yun didn't know what they were talking about, but from his perspective, Song Ping'an was very angry.

"Brother Ping An..." Before he could say any words of relief, he heard a slap, and when he looked over again, Song Ping's hand had already landed on Xue Ming's face.

The beating made Xue Ming hiss, and Brother Zhou Yun stared at the two of them dumbfounded, thinking that Xue Ming would get up and leave after being slapped in the face, but unexpectedly he smiled at Song Pingan and continued to talk to him unwillingly , "Song Ping'an, just hit me, anyway, you are not willing to beat me to death."

If Brother Zhou Yun's tutoring had not always been strict, he would have pointed his thumb at him and said, "Oh, you are amazing."

But he had to think in a different direction. If this slap hit him on the face, he would have stood up angrily, or would have slapped him back. He would definitely not be like him, who could endure it and still have a playful smile on his face.