Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Realizing that he is a brother, maybe he can have a child Xue Ming expressed some distress.

He leaned on the bathtub, closed his eyes, and touched his lower abdomen. He couldn't accept this body for a while, but it is very simple to change the body after the soul body is repaired, so he doesn't worry about it.

However, Song Ping'an should be a man without a doubt.

He picked up the pants on the bed and put them on. After pouring out the water, he went to the kitchen to look for Song Ping'an. What a great opportunity to sleep together, but he couldn't miss it like this.

But Song Ping'an disappeared suddenly, even though he searched the Song family all over but couldn't find anyone, he almost called Song's mother up, and when he saw the wooden barrel by the well, he cast down his eyes.

Is this shy?

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Xue Ming waited at the door for a whole night, and immediately opened his eyes when he heard the noise, Song Ping'an went to the kitchen with a sullen face and sullen head.

When he came out again, he squatted on the big rock in the yard brushing his teeth with a willow branch in his hand, and looked down to find that he was wearing his own clothes, and his face became more and more ugly.

Xue Ming winked at him: "Ping An, where did you go last night?"

He didn't say anything, but it made Song Ping'an think of the dirty things he did last night, and the unspeakable dream he had that night. To cover up the flush on his face, he took a quick mouthful of water.

Seeing his strange behavior, Xue Ming thought he had discovered his identity, and was about to explain, when there was crying outside the house.

"Ouch! What crime did I do!" Seeing Xue Ming on crutches, Mrs. Xue beat her chest and stamped her feet loudly as if in mourning.

The opportunity to be alone was broken like this, Xue Ming pressed his brows, and felt agitated in his heart.Song Ping'an's face didn't look any better, he rinsed his mouth with water, turned around and went to the kitchen to tie the knife around his waist.

As soon as Mrs. Xue saw the knife on his waist, she immediately stopped cursing, and her eyes became vicious.But Xue Ming started to taste it. Wasn't that kitchen knife prepared just for himself?

With deep eyes, he took the bamboo pole standing at the door and stuffed it into his hand, stepped forward a few steps, his eyes fell on the old lady Xue's face, and the palm of his hand was so cold that the old woman's brains would burst if he slapped it down.

The old lady Xue took two steps back subconsciously, still cursing, "The scourge, beast!"

If it wasn't for Song Ping'an's presence, Xue Ming would not have let him see the bloody scene, so he would have ended Old Madam Xue's life.

Just like what he said yesterday, Xue Youcai hurriedly brought the money bag to him with a grateful face, "I know, this is the compensation for a few officials who broke the tables and chairs yesterday, five taels and eight cents is a lot .”

The old lady Xue cried bitterly, picked up the walking stick, and beat him, crying bitterly: "You are not worth it, five taels and eight dollars, what are you doing to this beast?"

Xue Youcai grabbed her walking stick and said confidently: "Mother, Guier will be a useless person in the future, and the family will depend on me to carry on the family. If you hurt me, the ancestors will not come to you!"

Xue Ming turned the money bag upside down in his hand, took out five taels of silver from it and threw it to Song Pingan, "The five taels of silver I promised you yesterday."

Song Ping'an didn't listen to what he said yesterday. The five taels of silver was heavy in his hands, which really made him stunned.

Mrs. Xue watched him give the money to others, and cried loudly, "White-eyed wolf, white-eyed wolf!"

But beside her, Xue Youcai murmured in a low voice: "Mother, I think Mingming is quite good, but you didn't raise him, so how can you say that like a white-eyed wolf?"

The old lady Xue went down on crutches and beat him, crying, "He ruined your brother, and you still speak for him, your conscience was eaten by a dog?"

Song Ping'an had come to his senses now, and understood something from their conversation, probably Xue Ming ruined Xue Yougui, but he was present yesterday, but Xue Ming never touched Xue Yougui at all.

It was only then that he began to look at Xue Ming seriously, Xue Ming had a very good complexion, a pair of peach blossom eyes shot out a cold, cold light, and if one looked carefully, there were spots of frost on the eyelashes, and the two thin lips curled up into a mocking arc.

It was also the first time for Song Pingan to discover that he had some captivating looks.Uncontrollably thinking of that charming dream again, he hastily rubbed his face twice to hide the fact that he was blushing.

Because of waiting for him all night, Xue Ming was still wearing his commoner clothes, which were baggy due to the inappropriate size, and his trousers were also rolled up at will, making him feel ruffian.

There were constant quarrels in the yard, and he was faintly impatient, his brows raised.Song Ping'an noticed that his cuffs were wet and there were a few wisps of white air wafting out.

A cold wind suddenly blew up in the originally quiet courtyard, and the dust flew up. Xue Ming stood in the wind vent with his back straight. The cold wind faded in a few breaths, and only the ground was slightly damp.

Although he didn't do anything, Song Ping'an already guessed that it was his handwriting, and he also thought about the incident of beating someone yesterday.

Is it all his handwriting?

Mrs. Xue and Xue Youcai ate a lot of dust, and they would vomit non-stop.Seeing Xue Ming, Mrs. Xue rushed up to beat him, but he just dodged before Mrs. Xue fell to the ground, she cursed: "Xue Jiming, you will die, you ruined my son, I will report to the police .”

Xue Ming slowly rolled up his cuffs, and said, "Your son's thing is still a popsicle, have you roasted it with fire and scalded it with hot water?"

What he said was right, when Xue Yougui came home yesterday, a layer of ice had formed on the outside, which could not be melted by pouring hot water on it, and even smashed it with a hammer, so now he can only lie on the bed half dead.

"What have you done to my son! You evildoer, you have to let my son go!" Even if Mrs. Xue wanted something from others, she never forgot to curse, her gray old skin fluctuated violently, making people feel sick.

Xue Ming glanced at Song Ping'an and saw that there was something strange on his face, so he planned to make a quick decision, stretched out five fingers and said, "It's not impossible to let me let him go, I'll let you go whenever you show this number." Pass you!"

Old Madam Xue's pupils dilated, and she shouted sharply, "Five taels of silver, why don't you grab it?"

Xue Ming raised his middle finger and shook, "I'm talking about 50 taels, it can only be more or less, I only give you time to think about three numbers."

Old lady Xue jumped up, "What? 50 taels!"

The Xue family is a rich man in the Xue family village, so they can definitely afford the 50 taels.

Xue Ming: "60 taels!"

The old lady Xue almost fainted, but fortunately she had Xue Youcai to help her, and for Xue Youcai, this opportunity was hard-won, both brothers were abolished, and the money in the family must have been in his hands, although his heart was bleeding, But he was happy to let him spend 50 taels to buy a head of the family, so he whispered to Mrs. Xue: "Mother, I think your son is unconscious. Even if it is thawed, your son will probably be useless." Yes, you and Father finally saved money..."

"Slap!" Mrs. Xue slapped him across the face. Out of the three sons, she disliked the second son the most, and when she heard him say such stupid things, she took all her anger on him.

Xue Ming glanced at Xue Youcai, and said, "If you don't want me to save him, you can bring money over, the same price."

After speaking, he pointed to the door and said without hesitation: "If anyone wants to end up with Xue Yougui, he can stay here."

Xue Youcai ran out clutching his crotch. Mrs. Xue walked out of the yard on crutches while cursing.

"Why, you're curious?" Xue Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at the thoughtful Song Ping'an, and put a little bit on it to blow a cold wind in his ear, "If you want to know, give me a kiss, and I'll tell you!"

Song Pingan withdrew his thoughts and glared at him, saying every single word: "You, here, old, son, get out!"

It's funny to scold!

Xue Ming squinted at the buttocks enjoying himself, thinking: "Ping An has already guessed that I am different from ordinary people, but he didn't show any fear, and still hates me for treating me like that. He is really born to be me!"

If Song Ping'an knew what he was thinking, he would go up and punch him, and tell him: "I can't believe it, I'm afraid of you in my heart!"

The quarrel outside woke Song's mother up long ago. She leaned on the bed and thought about seeing Song Ping'an come in for a while, and decided to let Xue Ming go back, so that she would not have a happy life in the future.But Song Ping'an said one step ahead of her, "Mother, this is five taels from Xue Ming. Tomorrow we will go to the town to see a doctor."

Mother Song looked at the white money in his hand, and held back the words stuck in her heart, "Then this money..."

In the past, according to Song Ping'an's irritable temper, he would not do this at all, but now that Song's mother's health is getting worse every day, he can only hold the money, and wait for the peanuts in the field to be sold and exchanged for money. He said: "Mother, don't worry, our field has a bumper harvest this year, and I will get rich if I sell the peanuts."

Song's mother has been ill for several years, and she doesn't care about the family's fields. Seeing that he leaves early and returns late, she must be as he said, so she doesn't doubt him, and said: "That's okay, when my mother recovers, I can do it this busy month." Do something."

The mother and son chatted for a while, and after dinner, Song Pingan went to the field with a hoe on his shoulder.Xue Ming picked up a basket and followed behind without saying a word.When Song Pingan took a step, he followed, and when he stopped, he also stopped, but he was very angry.

Song Ping'an turned to stare at him, bit his lip, and said unbearably, "What are you doing?"

Before the apocalypse came, Xue Ming often went to the farm for vacation with a few buddies, planting beans in the morning and picking melons in the evening, not a big president who knew nothing but only talked about business.

Xue Ming patted the hoe on the shoulder, stood side by side with him, lowered his head and smiled softly at him, "Working together, how about talking about business with you?"