Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Song Pingan suddenly grabbed the man in front of him, held the lantern and dragged his arm and walked quickly all the way to the small forest just now.

He hurried over as if impatient, with a smile on the corner of Xue Ming's mouth, waiting to meet Song Ping'an's storm.

With his roar, the leaves fell one after another, falling on the hair, shoulders, and feet of the two of them.

Xue Ming moved the arm he was pulling, hugged him from behind, and bumped into him forcefully.

Song Ping'an uncontrollably bumped into the big tree. He groaned in pain and almost threw the lantern in his hand.

The lantern shook violently in his palm, and the rope almost broke. Fortunately, Song Pingan was holding onto the broken pole tightly.

"What on earth do you want?" Song Ping'an's voice was choked with sobs, he had already been irritated to the extreme, and was on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Just now he knew clearly that he actually didn't want him to ask for Brother Zhou Yun's lantern, and there was a voice in his heart saying that if he dared to take it, he would break his arm directly.

This was an extremely simple matter for him, but when he thought of such a rogue's hand being broken like this, he felt even more uncomfortable.

As soon as his brain got hot, he dragged him to this small forest, trying to have a good meal with him, but before he started, he was turned back.

Now that he finally had a chance, Xue Ming pressed his hand on his head and rubbed it lightly and then hard, as if he was teasing some interesting animal.

Song Ping'an had to admit that he felt very comfortable being treated like this, and a part of his heart softened, making a strange nasal sound.

"What the hell do you want to do?" There was a trace of grievance in the anger, which made people daydream.

"Have you figured it out now?" Xue Ming asked.

"I can't figure it out!" Dragging him to the grove already meant that he lost, and he lost completely.

At first, he could reject him because he was awkward as a man. After knowing his true identity, Song Pingan had to admit that he was a little excited. He took the last step.

so?

Hugs are hugged together, haven't you figured it out yet?

Song Ping'an slapped him on the head. Although he accepted him in his heart, his mouth was still firm, "I don't want you, a prodigal bitch."

Speaking of the prodigal, Xue Ming still had a gift that he didn't give him, saying: "I don't have a prodigal, all of this is for you."

Song Pingan didn't speak, wondering what "surprise" he had prepared for himself.

Xue Ming touched his chest, took out the title deed of the previous restaurant, spread it out in front of his eyes, pinched a corner with his fingers, and said, "I don't know how to cook, so this restaurant is naturally bought for you."

Song Ping'an frowned: "I don't want it!"

No matter what he said in his bones, he was also thinking of a man. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face to ask his brother to buy a restaurant and deliver it?

Xue Ming just thought it was an ordinary gift, but didn't think about this level, "If you don't want it, then I'm really a prodigal, and the renovated restaurant can only be empty there, and the money will be spent directly. Shui Piao, do you think this is okay?"

The title deed was dangling in front of his eyes. When Song Pingan bought the restaurant, whenever he thought of the 200 taels of silver being gone, his heart ached. Now that the title deed was right in front of his eyes, he wished he could kill Xue Ming.

Xue Ming shook the land deed again, blew into his earworm, and said, "If you don't want it, there's nothing I can do. I can only..."

"Bring it!" Song Pingan raised a hand, and went to pick up the land deed in his hand with a dark face.

Xue Ming has never been so happy to give a gift, and put the land deed in his palm solicitously, "That's good, I will be a prodigal brother by myself from now on."

"Get out! Don't let me go!" Song Ping'an pressed his forehead against the tree trunk, the corners of his mouth twitched in anger, and the weighing pole in his hand broke again, and this time the unlit lantern fell down.

Xue Ming let go of his hand and let him get used to it for a while. At the same time, he didn't expect Song Ping'an to agree so quickly. Although he didn't nod or speak, it was progress.

He picked up the lantern on the ground, wiped off the dust, and sat on the ground to check if it was broken. Fortunately, the quality of the lantern was not bad, and it was not broken after falling twice. Let the lanterns go."

Song Ping'an knocked on the tree twice, knocking himself dizzy, and then sat beside Xue Ming, but his hands didn't know where to put them.

Guessing early in the morning that he would throw away the lantern, Xue Ming took out a flint and steel from his sleeve and said, "Try this."

Xue Ming was not used to these things, so he couldn't make fire no matter how hard he turned, Song Ping'an snorted, every time he saw that he couldn't make fire, he thought he was so stupid and he was much smarter, so he took the flint and steel proudly.

When the flint was rubbed in his hand, sparks were sparked. Seeing the slowly rising lantern, Xue Ming couldn't help touching it and holding his hand.

Song Ping'an was excited and frightened, and he couldn't figure it out after all the calculations. He was still with this hooligan in the end.Xue Ming wanted to hold him in his arms, but he resisted after trying it, so he repeated what he said before: "If you are afraid, we can try it for a month first, and if the two are really not suitable, why don't you talk about breaking up?" ?”

Song Pingan didn't reply to his words, and started to strike with a flint and steel, watching the sparks fall to the ground and disappear slowly.

After a moment of silence, Xue Ming looked at his face again, and seeing his sullen face, he could only grit his teeth and say, "We're talking about platonic love during this period, and I won't touch you or do anything too extreme, why? Sample?"

This condition can be regarded as he reluctantly gave up. If he still disagrees, Xue Ming will plan to take off his pants and take the sky as the seat of the earth, and do everything that needs to be done.

"If you still disagree, then I will..."

"Get out!" Song Pingan raised his head and yelled at him, "One month is one month, let me see if I don't kill you!"

Happiness came so suddenly, before Xue Ming could react, his fingers were still sticking to his waist and pulling his belt.

Song Pingan glanced at his restless hand, "I believe you are..." Damn it!

Xue Ming quickly withdrew his hand and pointed to the lantern in the sky: "Our lantern."

"Humph!"

The two looked at the lanterns and the stars for a while, most of the time it was Xue Ming who was talking, and Song Pingan cooperated to watch for a while.

Because of Mrs. Xue, the good Qixi Festival was spent amidst scolding.Song's mother looked for a while and did not see the shadow of the two of them, so she looked for them.

Fortunately, Xue Ming didn't do anything excessive. He stayed very close to Song Ping'an and sometimes deliberately whispered into his ear. At this time, Song Ping'an would raise his hand to warn him.

Song's mother stood in the distance and shouted, and Song Pingan jumped up with a guilty conscience, rubbing her hands and dared not look at Song's mother.

Xue Ming was much calmer than him. He stood up with his arms propped up, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, I won't tell my aunt this month."

After all, Song Ping'an had never experienced it before, and he stuttered when he was thin-skinned: "Mother, why are you here?"

Mother Song came over with a smile: "Mrs. Xue is still arguing with Brother Wen. I guess this marriage should be left as it is. Fortunately, we listened to Xue Ming's words and did not agree to this marriage. You said Which decent person would want him today?"

As soon as Song Pingan heard Brother Song Wen's name, he thought of his hypocrisy and the place he was deceived, and replied: "Evil people will be rewarded with evil, let's go home."

The number of lanterns on Qixi Festival this year is the smallest in history. Mother Song looked up and thought of what she had just said to Mother Zhou, so she asked insincerely: "Ping An, I just saw you chatting with Brother Yun very happily, are you happy?" Do you want to ask him to set up lanterns later?"

Holding the flint and steel in his hand, Xue Ming stood beside Song Ping'an and refused for him: "Auntie, let's say goodbye, wait until they get to know each other better, if you want to celebrate Qixi Festival, every day can be Qixi Festival, don't you think so?" ?Safety."

He threw the words back, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked at him affectionately.

Since Song Ping'an had agreed to him, of course he would not go to put up lanterns with others, so he hummed and said, "Mom, go back first, we will talk about this later."

Song's mother also knew that this matter couldn't be forced, but Zhou Yun's conditions were really good, and his mother also wanted to agree to this marriage. If he missed this village, there would be no such shop. Song Ping'an was not in a hurry, but she As a mother, I have to be anxious and try to persuade him: "Ping An, you just think about it, Brother Yun has known you since childhood, you two..."

She said a lot of good things, but Song Pingan was indifferent, his face was stiff, he lowered his head and called out to his mother, clasping the calluses on his hands, "Can we talk about this later?"

He has always been obedient to Song's mother's words, but now his refusal made Song's mother feel cold, and tears flowed out, "Why can't you listen to what my mother said?"

Xue Ming didn't expect that Song Ping'an could do this for himself. Besides being moved, it would naturally break their mother-child relationship, otherwise it would be even more difficult for him to "enter" in the future.

He took two steps forward, and comforted him with only two voices: "Auntie, don't worry, I will take Ping An to Fucheng tomorrow, and after earning money, why can't I find my brother? Think about it now I went to set off the lanterns, what do you use as a betrothal gift after the marriage is settled?"

When he said this, Song's mother only wanted to marry a brother back, but she didn't expect the bride price. She raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, and said to Song Ping'an with a cold face: "You will give my mother to you in a month's time." Get a daughter-in-law back, or don't call me grandma!"

Song Ping'an looked at Xue Ming, and gave a low voice, "I don't want to!"