Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Chapter 24

Xue Ming shamelessly tapped the tip of his nose with his nose, squinting his eyes: "You're disobedient, and I can't help it, so let's just grow old like this."

The fields of the villagers are all concentrated on a hilltop. Although the fields are covered by weeds, those who are interested will be able to spot their awkward postures at this time after a few more glances.

When Song Pingan heard his words, he was so frightened that he lost his mind. He had no reason not to believe that Xue Ming had this ability.

Once there is a first time, there will be a second time for everything. Xue Ming is often addicted to the first time, so he keeps trying different places with his nose.

Song Ping'an had never been so molested before, and he couldn't tell what it was like, with a hint of joy, confusion, and irritability.

He gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time, and could only stare at him fiercely, threatening: "Will you let me go, believe it or not, I will find a Taoist priest to take you in?"

"If you really want to find a Taoist priest to take me in, you won't stop me from touching Brother Wen last time." As he spoke, he tapped his lips with his nose.

Xue Ming stopped when enough was enough, and was not in a hurry to go deep.

Although his physical strength is very good, it is also very difficult to hold a 1.8-meter man like this, so he moved back and sat on the grass, clasped the back of his head with one hand, and pressed him on his knees.

Song Pingan pinched his arm and struggled for a long time but couldn't get up, "What the hell are you thinking?"

"Don't you want to talk to me? Isn't it good for us to talk like this?" Xue Ming pinched his waist and smiled slyly, "Then do you want to change your posture?"

"Lao Tzu!" Song Pingan simply bit the tip of his tongue and gave up on himself.

Seeing that he was honest, Xue Ming said slowly: "What kind of person do you like, is it a brother or a girl?"

To be honest, it doesn't matter to Ping An. He has never experienced the feeling of thumping in his more than 20 years of life.I have always regarded the love between men and women lightly, if it weren't for Song's mother, I thought maybe it would be good to live like this for the rest of my life.

The people here are very feudal at heart, and every family must have a grandson to carry on the family line and pass on incense.Xue Ming made one point very clear and asked, "Do you want a child?"

Song Ping'an acquiesced. To be precise, it was not that he wanted a child, but Song's mother wanted a grandson.

Xue Ming sighed, and felt that it was time to show his trump card, and said, "We've both slept for so long, so it's time for you to know my identity!"

Song Ping'an's heart tightened. He had already discovered that he was very skilled and had some magic power, but he had never asked his real identity. At this moment, he couldn't help but thumped in his heart, swallowed subconsciously, and said, "Lao Tzu No matter what monster you are, if you dare to lure me back to your cave, I will never end with you!"

cave?His imagination was too big, Xue Ming let out a very unmannered "poof", and the words he was about to say just got stuck in his throat.

Song Ping'an's face turned pale, thinking that he had guessed what he was thinking, and cursed: "If you fucking dare to take me back, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Xue Ming started to tease him, and said, "You have been treated like this by me, why do you want me to look good?"

"You! You!" Song Ping'an's eyes were about to pop out, wishing he could bite off his neck in one bite and die together. It's better than being taken back to the cave by him and being a monster lady!

The eyes of the person in his arms became more and more determined, as if he was about to make a decision.Xue Ming secretly laughed in his heart, the sweetheart is really too cute.

Song Pingan gritted his teeth and gave him the last chance: "Do you have a conscience! How do you and I treat you? Are you going to repay your kindness like this?"

Xue Ming sniffed, seemed to be moved, let go of his hands and said, "Yes, you and your aunt really treat me kindly. If this is the case, then I will take you back to the cave together. What do you think?"

Song Ping'an didn't have time to stretch his muscles and bones, kicked it, but he was numb halfway, grinning and gasping, "If you dare to do this, I will kill you when I go back!"

"Okay! Okay! Kill me!" Xue Ming deeply put his leg on his own, squeezed his leg regardless of his struggle, and asked, "Have you ever seen such a kind monster?"

Song Pingan uttered a heavy nasal sound, wanted to pull his foot back but was defeated by strange comfort, and said: "A monster is a monster, what kindness can there be?"

"Why did you lure the wolf into the house if you knew I was not? Let me live in your house and sleep in your bed?"

So how could there be no heartbeat?

Song Ping'an couldn't figure out why he did this, so he just kept silent and kicked his legs hard a few times.

Xue Ming never made deals without returns, but this time he didn't put a price on his feelings, he would rather put all his eggs in one basket, he didn't care whether he lost money or made a steady profit.

"That's my business, it has nothing to do with you."

Xue Ming looked at his arrogant face, couldn't help but went up and pinched him, and he was given a loud slap in return. Song Pingan shook his hand, kicked him again, and then retracted his leg, feeling sore in his heart. Much more comfortable.

Xue Ming smiled dotingly: "You don't think every day, when will I bring you back to the cave?"

"Get out! I will miss you?" Song Ping'an snorted, but he couldn't deny it in his heart. When he first knew that he could use "spells", he didn't dare to drive him out, and he was worried all day long.

Later, it became, "When will you slap me back to the cave", "Why don't you slap me back to the cave", all kinds of psychological tossing.

After talking, Song Ping'an also wanted to understand that this person was just teasing himself, whether he would bring him back to the cave, but there was no need for such a long talk, because he was so unreasonable.

After he figured it out, he jumped down from the ridge and continued weeding. Xue Ming wandered around, and saw a dark red shadow in the grass. After staring for a while, it turned out to be a wild pheasant.

Then she leaned over and patted his shoulder, put a finger on his lips, said "hush", and blinked at the haystack.

The pheasant turned its back to people, and it couldn't find anyone's intentions in it for a while.

Song Pingan frowned and looked at the finger on his lips, resisted not having a fit, and walked over lightly with a hoe in hand.

The pheasant was also sensitive, and quickly discovered his intentions, flapping its wings and flying away with two plops.

With a swipe, Song Ping'an sent out the hoe in his hand, and the pheasant, which had not yet flown high, was knocked to the ground with a howl.

Xue Ming gave a "tsk", and applauded face-to-face, and praised: "You have a good shot."

Song Ping'an went up to pick up the wild pheasant, which weighed three to four catties, and kept thrashing in his hands, struggling to the death.

Xue Ming went up to pick it up, and Song Pingan squatted aside and twisted a straw rope, tied up its wings and legs, and prepared to take it home to cook and eat after finishing the work in the field.

Xue Ming hurriedly finished the work at hand, thinking that it has just rained these few days, so there should be a lot of mushrooms growing in the mountains, and said: "Later, let's go to the mountains to pick up some mushrooms and cook chicken."

"Yeah." Song Ping'an has done a lot of research on eating, and agrees with his eating method.

With good food to eat, he got up serious and finished all the work in the field in two hours.Song Pingan took him to a nearby mountain to pick mushrooms in a basket.

It was raining in the mountains, and a lot of mushrooms came out. Song Pingan picked out non-poisonous ones for him to sample. The two picked them up in the woods along the way, and when they picked up two baskets full of them, they were about to go home. Like picking up a treasure, he tore off a handful of red pointed fruits and threw them into the basket.

I thought he was having a child's outburst, and I didn't bother to care about him.

Song's mother was chopping corn kernels in the yard, and when she saw him come back with a fat pheasant, she boasted, "Ping An, luck has been good recently, our family has eaten meat several times in a row."

Song Ping'an had also hunted pheasants before, but they were all locked in a basket to exchange for money. Since Xue Ming came to the house, chickens and ducks have been added to the house, and the family has never cut off eggs and fish as if it was a festival.

Mother Song went to the kitchen to fetch a bowl, bled the pheasant, and made a bowl of chicken blood.Xue Ming then handed her a handful of sharp red horns and said, "Auntie, let's use this to stir-fry."

"This?" Mother Song took a look at it, shook her head and said, "This is not edible, it will burn your mouth if you eat it, and your stomach will feel uncomfortable for a day."

"Auntie, don't worry, I saw a lot of people cooking with this when I went to the county. You should try it. It should taste good." Xue Ming told them that it was chili after she prepared the dish.

People here don't seem to know what chili is, and they don't eat it. It's definitely not a high evaluation for the first time. You have to use it step by step in the dishes.

Song's mother didn't want to ruin a stack of good dishes, so she tried her best to persuade him, "Xue Ming, this is really not tasty, you eat it, it looks like your mouth is on fire."

Song Pingan grabbed the pepper, smelled it, didn't like it very much, and said, "How to do it?"

Xue Ming picked out the chili peppers inside and taught him how to do it. As he spoke, he heard him mutter: "It's really something that monsters eat."

In the past, Song Ping'an would have thrown it away without saying a word, but now he is more and more considerate of him, Xue Ming likes it very much.Staring at his stern face, the deep eyes are full of tenderness.

After dealing with Song Ping'an, he sniffed his finger in distaste. It smelled spicy, which made him squint his eyes uncomfortably.Xue Ming smiled and brought the chicken blood into the house, waiting for it to solidify for cooking, and fetched water for him to wash his hands.

Song Ping'an and Xue Ming went to Yantang to process mushrooms, while Song's mother went to boil water to remove chicken feathers.Harmonious is like relatives who have lived for more than ten years, and the house is peaceful.