Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

A few days after Song's mother went back, she thought it was time to give birth. She prepared some eggs at home, and before she left the city, someone came and said that Xue Ming gave birth to a fat boy who looked exactly like Song Ping'an when he was a child.

At first she wondered if these two people were teaming up to lie to her, waiting to go to the town in a bullock cart, and when she saw her grandson, she remembered Song Ping'an's appearance when he was young, so cute.

Whoever hugs this little boy will be happy, he doesn't recognize his birth, as long as it is moved to Xue Ming's hands, he will cry loudly, as if he is an enemy to him.

Brothers can produce milk when they give birth here, so generally brothers don’t have to worry about breast milk when they give birth.

But Xue Ming couldn't do it. Song's mother stewed crucian carp soup for him for several days, thinking of her own child, it's better to eat her own milk.

The nurse who was invited before has already settled down so that the child can breastfeed at any time.

At this moment, the child started crying again. Mother Song looked at Xue Ming who was lying on the bed, "Xue Ming, do you want to give it a try? Maybe the milk will come out. The child doesn't like you very much, probably because he hates you. Give him something to eat."

Xue Ming has been feeling annoyed for the past two days. This child was probably born to restrain him. As long as he and Song Ping'an get closer and say a word, this child will be jealous.

It was a cry, and if Song Pingan hadn't hugged him in time, Xue Ming would have wondered if he was going to cry so hard.

For more than ten days, Xue Ming could only look at Song Pingan. Except for being able to say a word while the nanny was breastfeeding, Song Pingan spent the rest of the time coaxing the child.

Finally, a month later, after Song Ping'an put the child to sleep.Xue Ming took off his clothes and was about to discuss with him what name the child should have.

They had also discussed it before, but the name they decided on the day before, and Song Ping'an the next day, felt that it was not suitable for his children.

Once in bed, Xue Ming quickly covered the quilt and dragged the person into his arms, for fear of waking up the little ancestor in the cradle.

Xue Ming tried his best to finally let Song Pingan down his vigilance. Both of them were excited, and when they were about to rush to the end, a loud cry made him wilt.

Song Ping'an was in no mood at all, only the child in the cradle quickly turned over to look.

As soon as he reached the bedside, the child's crying stopped and he was soundly asleep.

But at this moment, Xue Ming didn't want to talk any more. He lay motionless on the bed, threw the crystal that had been repaired in the past few days to Song Pingan, and said, "You can put it back, I don't want this child anymore."

Song Pingan thought of how wronged he was when he pushed him away just now, and felt sorry for him in his heart, so he hurried over to coax him, and when he was about to kiss him, there was another cry from the cradle.

Xue Ming got up and sat on the bed, pointed at the little ancestor in the cradle, and said, "Can't you give me a little peace of mind? You must ruin my business, right?"

Having said that, the little ancestor opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and he opened his mouth proudly.

Before Xue Ming started to attack him, when Song Ping'an came over, he cried worse than anyone else.

Song Pingan quickly picked him up, put him on the bed, and patted him to sleep. The little guy became more energetic and said, "I'm afraid he must be hungry. I'll take him to the nanny."

He originally thought that after sending the child there, he would come back to make up for his scientific name, but he didn't expect Xue Ming to give up on himself.

Xue Ming bit the quilt and shrank to the side of the bed, pitifully, only a few eyes were left looking at Song Ping'an with teary eyes.

Song Ping'an's heart immediately softened, and he felt like he had raised two children, and he became jealous.

Xue Ming was heartbroken and asked, "Ping An, do you want him or me?"

This question stumped Song Ping an all of a sudden, he went up to hug him and said, "Both of you are my most important people, and neither is indispensable."

"Then..." Xue Ming pointed to his mouth, asking him to make it up to him.

After sending the child there, he had no worries. Song Pingan took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed. Before he could give him any sweetness, there was a knock on the door, and then there was a nurse's voice, "This child is full. , just kept crying, thinking that I couldn’t do without the two of you, so I sent the child here, and I’ll come back tomorrow morning to feed the child.”

Xue Ming closed his eyes in despair, Song Pingan glanced back at him, still picked up the clothes on the ground, then opened the door and went out.

Then Xue Ming saw Song Pingan standing on the head of the bed with a guilty expression on his face, and said, "Let him sleep with us tonight, and cry as soon as he is placed in the cradle."

This must be to overcome me!

Xue Ming felt that this was retribution, revenge for lying to Song Pingan all the time before.

He silently rolled to the side of the bed, leaned against the wall and watched Song Pingan place it between the two of them.

Just sleep in the middle of sleep, the key is that Xue Ming found that this little milk baby is very domineering, and Song Pingan can only fall asleep if he hugs him.

After being tormented by him like this, Xue Ming was listless when he woke up the next day, and couldn't even eat.

Then he found that the little milk baby had actually gotten worse. Since he slept on the bed once, he has been stepping between him and Song Ping'an every day since then.

He was very troubled by this.

More than a month has passed like this, and the name of the little milk baby has not yet been decided.Xue Ming took it upon himself to give this little baby a nickname, called Nao Nao.

As long as he calls this name, the little milk baby will ignore him, and after getting used to it slowly, he will give him a hug.

Mother Song hugged her grandson and sat in the yard basking in the sun, listening to the visiting women from the village praise the child for his good looks over and over again.

Song Pingan stood aside and thought, "Why don't you call me Song Ziyin."

"Huh? Why this name?"

Song Ping'an was embarrassed to say that this is what he read from the book.

Qingqingzi sings, leisurely my heart.

You and I are in love, and if we don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns.

He felt that this poem was like him and Xue Ming.

Xue Ming naturally knew the meaning of this poem, and said, "Qingqingzi Yin, care about my heart?"

"Ah."

Song's mother didn't expect her son to know poetry, so she immediately thought the name was good.

The women were also shocked by Song Ping'an, and said: "Ping'an, you are really good now, you can open a restaurant, farm, and read."

Song Ping'an was a little embarrassed, so he felt that he was worthy of Xue Ming.

Xue Ming took his hand, looked at his son who looked down on him, and said, "Then you will be called Ziyin from now on, but it's still very noisy."

Someone spent some more money to get Nao Nao's household registration, so he took it back and prepared to put a full moon wine.

I then notified Xing Zhaohe and Tao Zhixing in Fucheng. These two people also had a lot of happy events. When they went back and confessed to their family members, they naturally disagreed at first. After all, it was two men who fell in love, and future generations would become problems.

At this time, Xing Zhaohe's mother said that Xing Zhaohe is actually a brother.

The life of a widow is difficult. She hides her brother's identity and has a hope, so she can live on.

In addition, his father became an official, and he was afraid that a concubine would take his place in the future.

That's why the identities have been concealed, and finally the two families happily married and planned to hold a wedding banquet for them on Qixi Festival.

They told Song Ping'an and Xue Ming the good news as soon as they arrived. Looking at the bitter Xue Ming, Tao Zhixing couldn't help but ridicule him who was neglected, and said, "Brother Xue, I haven't seen you this month. You are so miserable, your husband doesn’t love you, your son doesn’t love you.”

Xue Ming laughed twice, and said, "When you have a son in the future, you will be able to experience this feeling."

Tao Zhixing felt that what he said made sense, so he put his arms around Xing Zhaohe and sprinkled a handful of dog food, and said, "In this case, then we won't have children for the time being, since we are still young anyway."

Xue Ming hated it, thinking that he had become a threesome before he and Song Ping'an had experienced the world of two.

But now that he was obviously isolated, Xue Ming didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he got up and went to the kitchen.

Since having a child, Song Ping'an has been busier every day.Xue Ming didn't want him to be busy and cook for himself, so he learned some from Song's mother, but it was still quite unpalatable.

When serving the full moon wine, it is directly in their restaurant, and Song Ping'an doesn't need to do anything.

So whenever he was free, he studied some food in the kitchen to make for his son.

Seeing him coming in, Xue Ming asked, "Are you awake?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Xue Ming hugged him from behind, and said a little sadly, "When are we doing sports? I miss you. Look at Xing Zhaohe and Tao Zhixing, I can't help but feel the harmony between us." I’m about to wither, and if this continues, I’m afraid I’ll die.”

Song Ping'an was also helpless, every time they were about to do something, Nao Nao looked at them with his eyes wide open like a prophet.

Xue Ming felt that it was very exciting, so he had the cheek to ask him to continue.But Song Pingan didn't want to teach his son badly. After all, the child was still young, and he didn't want him to see these things, so that he would not be like Xue Ming in the future, thinking that his son was the number one candidate.

Later, Song Ping'an brought a book to read to his son every night.

In Xue Ming's heart, the north wind was blowing, and he was suffering unspeakably.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help complaining: "It's been two months, and we haven't even kissed."

Song Pingan felt the same way, he couldn't think of that when he was busy, but Xue Ming was different, he revolved around himself every day, it was natural for him to feel itchy, and said, "Then let me kiss you."

Xue Ming's eyes lit up, he quickly locked the kitchen door, plugged his ears with his fingers, and then said reassuringly, "Come on."