Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

"It's too hot." He walked over helplessly, and took the spatula from Xue Ming's hand, "I'll do it."

Xue Ming looked at the dark things in the pot, sighed, and said, "I wanted to make something for you, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Ping An, you usually cook... Tired, right?"

Song Ping'an is used to it. To him, cooking for someone he likes is not tiring. The contents of the pot are too hard to read. He said: "Throw this away, and copy it again."

Fortunately, Xue Ming only put a few pieces of chicken, and he got up to get a plate, Song Pingan picked up the mushed chili, and said, "I'll burn it with wine later, that tastes better, you Both my mother and my mother love to eat."

After he said a few words, Xue Ming felt ashamed and wanted to burrow into the ground, "Peace, let me do it, your stomach is not feeling well, just you can teach me by the side."

"I'll fix it in a while." Song Ping'an rinsed the spatula with water, put the oil in it, threw the peppers in, stir-fried several times, and threw the chicken nuggets in.

Xue Ming was drooling while standing on one side, resisting the urge to sneeze and went up to take a look. Song Pingan had put the oil and salt, boiled it for a while and saw that his saliva was drooling, and then served it Putting two pieces to his mouth, he said, "Taste it."

Xue Ming opened his mouth, and he fed the chicken nuggets into it.

The chicken was firm and springy.

Sure enough, the food he cooks is delicious.

Xue Ming went to get the plate, and waited for him to fill up the vegetables in the pot before serving him the rice.

Song Ping'an has been throwing up for the past few days. He ate a small bowl of rice. Xue Ming thought he hadn't eaten anything recently, so he went to serve him a bowl of porridge. After talking a lot of good things, he ate the porridge.

At night, he rubbed his belly again, and Xue Ming fell asleep contentedly holding him until Song Ping'an fell asleep.

It took more than a week before his vomiting ended.

Xue Ming took the tonic and tonic soup that Song's mother had prepared for him, and gave him to drink until his face grew flesh, and he would go up and pinch it for a while if he had something to do.

Recently, Song Ping'an has been able to sleep very well, and sometimes he goes back to his room to sleep after wandering around for a couple of times.

In the past two days, Song Ping'an also noticed that the color of the ring on his finger had changed. It was black at first, but now it was gray.

Song Pingan thought it might have something to do with being pregnant, so he asked him: "Xue Ming, I found a problem these two days. Tell me, did the child be born when the crystal turned white?"

"Yeah." Xue Ming was hiding something from him, "When it turns white, I will find a way to get the child out. If I say it's a supernatural being, it's a supernatural being."

At this time, it was raining lightly outside, Song Ping'an was a little worried, pulled a chair and sat beside him, and said: "Will it hurt the child? .”

"The child will be fine." Xue Ming pinched the flesh on his face, and said, listening to the sound of rain outside, "When you have a child, you can't just spoil him and not me."

"What nonsense!" Song Ping'an flicked his forehead, Song's mother went to pack a pile of melon seeds, and the whole family sat together to knead the melon seeds.

Another month passed, and the weather was getting colder and colder. Mother Song went to the town to drag a bag of coal and came back, got some firewood, and lit a brazier at home.

It just so happened that the family killed a chicken to save for the New Year, Xue Ming went to get two, and took the seasoning from the kitchen, thinking about roasting a chicken.

He was not good at making food, so Song Pingan went to find a grill for grilling, skewered the chicken, grabbed some seasoning and stuffed it into the chicken belly, and brushed it with oil while turning it to roast.

After a while, the sweet potato buried in the brazier wafted a tempting aroma, Xue Ming took it out, and then blew on the sweet potato with his fingers.

Several people ate some of the sweet potatoes together, and two chickens were still roasting in Song Ping'an's hands. Song's mother wanted to call Aunt Xitou to eat together.

Aunt Xitou's family wasn't too rich, but since her son followed Xue Ming, the family situation has improved a lot. Seeing that they invited her to a barbecue, she brought a hare from home.

After adding people, Song Ping'an went to get some vegetables, and everyone ate and drank together, and finally brought the topic to Xue Ming's stomach.

Aunt Xitou stared at his stomach for a long time, and said: "Xue Ming, your child has been pregnant for three or four months. Why doesn't it grow up?"

"I don't really know, but it's actually a lot bigger." He smiled and pointed to his stomach, which was stuffed with Song Ping'an's shorts.

Mother Song saw his big belly, and said, "He's wearing cotton clothes, so you can't see anything."

"That's it, then you should eat more." Then he broke off the chicken leg and handed it to him.

Four chicken legs were just enough, so Xue Ming got up late, and after eating, he pulled the other one off and gave it to Song Pingan, saying, "It tastes really good, try it."

After Song Pingan ate a leg, his appetite whetted, and he ate whatever Xue Ming offered him.

Seeing that everyone was very happy, Song's mother took out the black-bone chicken that was stewed at night, and they drank the soup until they were full.

While chatting, it started snowing, Xue Ming took Song Pingan by his side, and stuffed his hands into his bosom.

Mother Song was still chatting with Aunt Xitou about how to spend the New Year, and soon there was a person standing at the door, leaning on a walking stick.

A closer look revealed that it was old man Xue. He didn't know if it was snowing, so it gave him an illusion that this person seemed to be more than ten years older.

However, the few sons are not up to date, one died, the other went to jail, and the old woman was imprisoned, and now this son is not up to date, clamoring for property at home every day.

Now he is only Xue Youcai, a son who is not up to expectations, but he dare not hand over his family property, so he can only come to Xue Ming.

But now Xue Ming just looked at him as an eyesore, and continued to chat with Song Ping'an and ignored him.

Leaning on crutches, old man Xue walked over tremblingly, with a lot of snow falling on his head, and said, "Xue Ming, Dad has something to tell you."

"What are you talking about?" Xue Ming turned his head to look at him, not willing to talk to him.

"Your eldest brother has gone, and your third brother has also been arrested..."

Xue Ming directly interrupted him: "If you want me to get Xue Yougui out, you should die as soon as possible. Since I send him in, I won't get him out."

"That's not what I mean. He killed your eldest brother, so he should go in, but now your second brother is not up to date. He asks me for property every day. I know you are capable. Can you...can you..."

"Can you take care of him?" Xue Ming sneered, "Why should I take care of him, he is not my son."

There was already snow in the sky, when he said this, old man Xue's face became paler, and his body became stiff, and he found his voice after a while, and said: "Siming, listen to Dad, if you have money, you Gambling, we can't just lose all our property to him."

"So you came to me to help you teach your son a lesson and let me be your son's housekeeper for free? Don't you think too much?" Xue Ming told him so that he wouldn't give him any sympathy.

"That's not what I meant." Old man Xue hurriedly defended, feeling that he had misunderstood himself, "I was thinking that you would go back and help him take care of the housekeeper, and I would divide the property for you as well."

"Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate the price with me now? With your little family property, I began to think that I should escape something and come back, otherwise it would be too bad. Later, I really didn't want to step into the muddy water of your family."

Xue Ming is just a hands-off shopkeeper now, he only wants to find a place to live with Song Pingan, and it doesn't matter whether he is rich or not.

The old man Xue tightly guarded his property, and he really didn't like it.

"I know you can do it, but..."

Song's mother was also annoyed when she heard that, she picked up the bench and was about to throw it on him, "I didn't say, why are you so annoying, if I have a son who is so capable, I will give him all the property and wait for other things You are not a fool when your son comes back to prodigal!"

The old man Xue is also living a miserable life now, because the old lady Xue and Xue Yougui went into the cell together, and there is no one in the family who is ruthless, and he is pointed at the spine and scolded in the village.

After a while he said, "Siming, what do you want?"

For Xue Jiming, his thinking is very simple, find someone to live a good life.Xue Ming had already helped him complete it, but what Xue Ming wanted was not that simple. He said directly: "I want your property, will you give it?"

No matter what he said, he was still a brother. Old man Xue would definitely not be willing to hand over all his property to him.After pondering for a while, he said: "It is clear that some of the family property must be reserved for your two elder brothers, otherwise they will have a hard time living."

"It's hard for them to live, so what does it have to do with me?" Xue Ming sneered, and just made a snowball and threw it into the brazier.

The scorching brazier made a screeching sound, which made old man Xue tremble.

The snow will fall even harder now, the old man Xue couldn't bear it anymore because of his age, he shivered, as if he had a pleading tone: "Since it is clear, you can help Dad because we are still related by blood. "

Playing emotional cards?

Xue Ming clicked his tongue and said, "Don't forget, if you hadn't forced my mother to death, would this situation have happened?"

If they hadn't brought Xue Jiming back to Xue's house, he might not be able to live a wealthy life, but he would definitely be tortured to death in the end.

Xue Ming, not Xue Jiming, could feel his resentment, which shows how cruel and inhuman the torture he suffered.

"Father wanted to bring you back to live a good life, you know." He said this very seriously. When he was about to die, he wanted to bring his son back outside, so his conscience was not dead. Absolutely.

"Then what did you do to me in the end? Let them do whatever they want. I told you several times that I wanted to leave, but what did you do? You sent someone to catch me back, and continued to let them tease me and turn me into a plaything."