Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Song Pingan cursed all the way to the kitchen, opened the medicine bought yesterday and prepared to fry it, took a ladle to fetch water from the water tank, but saw that the water in the water tank had frozen and kept emitting cold air.

He was overjoyed, surprised and puzzled at the same time, stared at it twice, tentatively picked up a piece and put it in the palm of his hand.

This hot day was just enough to cool off the heat, so he quickly picked up the kitchen knife and slashed at the ice, but the ice didn't break at all.

The sun was still shining brightly outside, so he quickly picked up the jar and moved it outside.At this time, Xue Ming just pushed open the door of the firewood room, seeing the smile on his face, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

Song Ping'an was sweating profusely under the heat of the day, but the ice had no tendency to melt at all, so he went back to the kitchen and waved a kitchen knife in a hurry.

How could Xue Ming be willing to let the sun bask in him like this, and with a light twirl of his fingers, he heard the sound of the ice cubes in the tank cracking layer by layer.

Song Pingan tore off the cloth towel around his waist and hurriedly wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He looked up as if he understood something, and scooped up the broken ice with a ladle. When he looked up, he saw Xue Ming looking at him with malicious intentions. With a snort, she carried him on her back and walked to Mother Song's house.

The rooms of the Song family are built with mud bricks and the roof is covered with thatch, which is cold in winter and hot in summer.The foundation is quite solid, but the ground is just river mud trampled by cattle, with potholes, and when it rains, the inside of the house is not much better than the outside of the house.There are two main houses facing south, plus a kitchen that is not transparent, and the firewood house is already ventilated on all sides by the shock he just had.

In the past, if Xue Ming took a liking to someone who decided to give him a villa with a market value of hundreds of millions, but now he touched the money in his sleeve pocket, reckoning that the current market price could give him Replace with blue tiles or one or two beams.

But for him, although this is a barren land, it has great commercial potential.

Xue Ming's industrial design in his previous life covered a wide range, such as food, real estate, entertainment...etc.Of course, he didn't start from scratch. When he accepted the Xue family at home, the Xue family was already a huge group, and he just added fire and salary to it.The situation he is facing now is to start from scratch, which is indeed a challenge for him.But it is very exciting, after all, he is fighting for the person he likes.

Song Ping'an brought the ice in the ladle in. Mother Song was still leaning against the bed and coughing. Seeing him, she quickly asked, "Did you admit your mistake to Master Xue? Has Master Xue left?"

His face froze and he remembered Xue Ming's nasty words. He was so angry that he didn't dare to speak to his mother, so he could only smash his teeth and swallowed it, saying, "I've already told him, I'm ready." gone!"

Seeing his suspicious expression, Song's mother didn't quite believe his words, she put her hands on the bed and was about to get off the ground, "I'll go and see!"

"He's really leaving!" Song Pingan quickly stopped her, pointed to the broken ice in the ladle and said, "Look, Mom, I found this from the jar we drink water in, it's a big jar, it's so big The sun hasn't melted."

Speaking of fanning the ice cubes, Song's mother looked into the ladle and said in surprise, "It's summer, where did you get the ice?"

"I don't know, it doesn't matter where he came from, it's not a bad thing!" Song Ping'an also felt that it was a rare thing for ice to freeze in the jar on a hot day, but he thought of something, and said, "The water in the jar is clean. There is no easy way for any problem, maybe God owes our family a special jar of ice for us to spend this summer, maybe your illness will be cured."

Knowing her own body, Mother Song looked at her son with bitterness in her heart, and said, "Ping An, do you still have the plum fruit you picked yesterday?"

"Yes, there are some. Why, mother, do you want to eat? I'll go and get you some." Song Pingan put down the cattail fan, got up and went to the kitchen to get some fruit.Song's mother had a bad appetite these past few days, so Song Ping'an went to pick some back, just to appetize her.

Mother Song grabbed his sleeve and said, "Cut the fruit and put it in the ice, get a bowl and send it to Young Master Xue."

Song Ping'an's face sank as soon as he heard it, and his face was ashen, "Grandma, why should I give him the fruit, the Xue family still owes me three taels of silver."

Song's mother knew her son's stubborn temper, and formed a relationship with the Xue family, "What kind of family background is the Xue family, and what kind of family background are we? Yin, we may have to lose money at that time, listen to your mother, go get a bowl of plum juice for Young Master Xue, send him back quickly, and ask for three taels of silver later, okay?"

Her analysis was straightforward, Song Ping'an didn't understand this truth, but he couldn't tell the truth, who knew that Young Master Xue could take all men and women, and he would not leave until he kissed him himself.Song Ping'an turned his face away and said sullenly, "I'm not going!"

Song's mother sighed, and was about to get up: "Then grandma will go."

"Mum!" Song Pingan scratched his hair manically, and said in a compromised way, "Okay, ok, ok, I'll go!"

Mother Song instructed: "Peace, talk to Young Master Xue."

Song Ping'an clenched his fists and cursed in a low voice: "He doesn't talk to me properly!"

When Song Ping'an's eyes were full of anger, Xue Ming was sitting at the door of the firewood room and stretching his muscles and bones. When he saw him, Xue Ming's eyes lit up.

Song Pingan rubbed his fists in warning, and shouted at him: "Come here!"

Xue Ming said "hmm", walked up to him and said, "Have you figured it out?"

"Hey, get out of here quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

One side of Xue Ming's face was still swollen. Normally, if someone said a disrespectful word to him, he would probably be in the hospital, or would have exploded. He felt that he didn't suffer enough for just one person, and he should be in the hospital. A little bit harder, and even cheaply felt that he should be punching his other face.

Song Pingan saw that he looked like he needed to be beaten again, so he almost threw his fist again, "Get out or not!"

"Don't get lost!" Xue Ming took another step leisurely, pointing at his swollen face, "Since you won't kiss me, you have to let me get rid of the swollen face and then go home?"

As the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, not to mention that he is still a man, so it's really not worth it to let others see him.Song Pingan looked at him suspiciously, not quite believing his words, "Why should I trust you?"

"Of course you still have a choice." Xue Ming purposely put off a trick, watching him frown and pretending to be mysterious, beckoning to him, motioning him to come down and talk.

Song Ping'an snorted, stepped back a few steps vigorously on the ground, and said very uncooperatively, "Do you believe that I beat you?"

Xue Ming narrowed his eyes, with a smile on his lips, and raised his brows in an inscrutable way, "Since you don't want to hear it, I'll talk to Aunt Song and see if she will let me stay."

Song Pingan was caught by him, his weak head was smoking, the corners of his mouth were about to burst into flames and bubbles, his hands were full of veins, and he walked up to him with stiff legs, kicking the ground, "Say, talk, talk, give me a quick answer!" explain!"

Xue Ming was already taller than him, but he refused to ask him to come over just now, thinking: "If you don't take the initiative, I will take the initiative."

Before the lips were close to his ear, Song Pingan yelled "Get out", and the next second his fist landed on his face, hitting that half of the face.

He bared his teeth and pressed two fingers on his face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand, and grinned a very ugly smile, "You are so strong, you can toss."

The three words "able to toss" came out of his mouth and became incomparable again. Song Pingan gritted his molars, pointed at his nose and roared: "Damn, can't you talk to me well?"

Xue Ming touched this half of his face, it was swollen as big as a steamed stuffed bun, thinking he couldn't make it bigger, otherwise his face would be disfigured, and it would be even more difficult to chase him.

"Ping An, you just admit it, you actually don't want me to go!"

Song Ping'an's fingers trembled angrily, "Fart! How can you tell that I don't want you to go!"

Xue Ming pointed at his swollen bun face, "Look, I said just now that it's easy to let me go, and I'll leave when the swelling subsides, and after a while you punched me again, doesn't that mean you don't want me to go? "

"Lao Tzu, I'll kill you!" Song Pingan swung his fist to hit you again, but Xue Ming immediately sent his other half's face up, and said meanly, "Come on, hit here, in pairs."

"Damn!" In the end, the punch still didn't come down, and Song Pingan ran around the ground with his fists clenched, and kicked the big tree fiercely.

Xue Ming was looking at him on the kitchen steps, and found him more and more cute. He secretly made up his mind that he must get him and put him on the bed so that it hurts.

After Song Pingan finished venting, he gritted his teeth and walked up to Xue Ming, "You just don't want to give me three taels of silver, do you?"

Xue Ming took out the three taels of silver left under him from his sleeve pocket, and kept only one tael for himself, "I won't return the remaining one tael for now, I have to let you think of me all the time, there are two taels." You take two to treat your mother-in-law."

Song Ping'an's eyes widened, he looked at him in disbelief and then at the money in his palm.

"No?" Xue Ming took the money back with a palm of his hand.

"Yes!" Two taels of silver were within easy reach, and Song Ping'an let them disappear again.

Xue Ming smiled narrowly and said, "If you promise me one condition, I will give you another five taels of silver. To completely eradicate the mother-in-law's disease, at least a dozen taels, you can consider it!"

Sure enough, I didn't feel safe.

Knowing that this is a game, Song Pingan still couldn't resist the temptation and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"I heard you talking to your mother-in-law just now."

"So?" Song Pingan stared at him, as if he had a deep hatred.

Xue Ming leaned over and breathed in his ear, "Feed me ice!"