Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Chapter 30

The life in the Song family was so easy that he almost forgot to make money, and Qixi Festival happened to be a good opportunity to express his love.

It was rare for him to get up earlier than Song Ping'an. He turned over as soon as he opened his eyes, and sat on the bedside, staring at Song Ping'an's sleeping face with admiring eyes.

Sleeping in the same bed for the past few days, Song Ping'an was deeply hurt by it and wanted to throw him off the bed several times, but Xue Ming was like an octopus, clinging to the bed tightly, letting him pull and kick Neither get out of bed.

Song Ping'an was not at ease in his sleep, he always felt that the scorching sun above his head was burning him, and he twisted his body uncomfortably.

Xue Ming also followed him and changed direction, stepped over his body, squatted on the ground with his chin in his hands, felt the warm breath, squinted his eyes, and couldn't help getting closer.

The scorching sun was getting closer and closer, and it was about to burn his skin, Song Ping'an waved his fist in annoyance.

"...Mmm!" Xue Ming hummed, two streams of red blood flowed from his nose, he rubbed his nose with a smile.

The scorching sun in the dream could be regarded as setting, and Song Pingan always felt that the touch was not right, so he slowly opened his eyes, and saw Xue Ming sitting on the ground with his hands still covering his nose.

A fishy blood flowed from the gap between his fingertips, and he blinked his eyes aggrieved, looking innocent for a year, "Just as I was about to get up, I was punched down by someone, peace, you are so cruel!"

He had closed his eyes just now, and didn't know what happened. Looking at the red between his fingers, he pursed his lips guiltyly, and asked stupidly: "Old... I don't know."

Xue Ming supported the ground and stood up, "Forget it!"

That punch really took a lot of force, and as his nose is still bleeding, Song Pingan quickly jumped off the bed, brought the basin over, twisted the handkerchief and said, "Raise your head."

Xue Ming raised his jaw, and the nosebleed slid to his lips, dyeing his red lips extremely brightly.

Song Ping'an panicked, looked away hastily, wiped off the blood from his lips with a handkerchief, and scooped up a handful of water to pat his forehead.

Xue Ming glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said, "Don't blame yourself, just assume that I accidentally bumped into it."

The more he said that, the more sorry Song Ping'an felt, and a rare worry appeared on his face, "Is it better, if it doesn't work, I'll take you to the doctor."

This was a rare opportunity, Xue Ming grabbed his wrist without thinking, and moved by himself.

Song Ping'an turned his face away, his ears were blushing, and his movements slowed down.

If Mother Song hadn't knocked on the door, the two of them wouldn't know how long they would have to maintain this action.

The shout brought back Song Ping'an's mind, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and threw the handkerchief into the basin.

After patting it twice with cold water, the nosebleed also stopped. Xue Ming watched him change his clothes hastily, and went out with a basin.

Mother Song was feeding millet to the chickens and ducks in the chicken shed, when she saw the bloody water he poured into the ditch, she glanced at his face and asked, "Ping An, did he hit you again?"

Since the last time she said that she wanted to adopt him as a foster son, Mother Song's attitude towards him has improved a lot in the past few days, and she sometimes defends him, treating him as her half son.

Xue Ming picked up a bucket of well water and said, "I knocked it up myself."

"Peace!" Mother Song shouted to the back room.

Song Pingan dawdled in the room for a while, put on his clothes, walked out, and replied awkwardly: "Aunt, what's the matter?"

"How many times have I told you, why do you still have the upper hand? If something happens to him one day, you will feel at ease?" Mother Song scolded, grabbed the millet and threw it out.

"Mum, I did it on purpose." Song Ping'an grabbed the hem of his clothes, like a child who has done something wrong and dared not even look at him.

Xue Ming put the basin on the stone table and helped him out: "Auntie, he really didn't hit it, but I bumped it by accident. It's getting late, and the ox cart is about to leave."

Song's mother's expression eased a little, she took out the money from her sleeve pocket, pinched Song Ping'an lightly, and said: "Use this money to buy a set of clothes for myself, and then go buy some money for Qixi Festival." Bring back the gadgets you used."

There are no children in the family, and there is no need for gadgets. Song Ping'an has always been thrifty, so he said, "What are you doing with those things?"

Song's mother was about to say that he was ignorant, and Qixi Festival was coming soon, so he didn't know how to worry about himself.

Xue Ming was the first to say: "It's okay, it will be useful if you buy it, let's go."

Only then did Song Pingan put away the money, and followed him to the bullock cart.

The town is also affected by the festive atmosphere. Red lanterns are hung on the small stalls, and the shouts of all kinds of lanterns are constantly shouting. It is rare to see a lot of brothers and girls on the street, and there is a smell of rouge smelling of flowers everywhere. Son.

Xue Ming led Song Pingan to Zhang Shuwen's house, where Zhang Shuwen was making lanterns with his little sister at the door.

Zhang Xiaomei is handsome and courageous, and she heard her brother talk about Xue Ming before, and she saw them both from afar, waving her little hands vigorously: "Brother, brother, the boss and the boss's wife are here!"

Zhang Shuwen quickly put down the work in his hand, led his little sister to greet him, and said, "Boss, let's go shopping!"

Xue Ming let out a "hmm", picked up the unfinished lantern, and said, "How much did you sell?"

Naturally, these small gains and small profits are not as good as helping him work, so he said: "It's not very easy to earn, six coins a piece, except for the flower paper, I haven't made a single coin yet."

Zhang Xiaomei took her elder brother's hand and gave it to Song Pingan with the lantern that had already been tied around her. She poked his arm with her little finger and said, "This is for you."

Although Song Ping'an had a violent temper, he was very kind to children. After receiving the lantern, he took out a copper coin from his pocket and handed it to her, "Here!"

Zhang Xiaomei shook her head resolutely: "I can't ask for it, my mother and brothers all say that the boss is a good person, and my younger sister thinks that my brother is also a good person."

"...Hold it..." Song Ping'an was a little embarrassed to be praised by her like this. Since he was a child, because of his resolute appearance, few children played with him. After growing up, the children in the village were even more afraid of him—— —Some parents used his name to bluff people in order to coax their children to eat.

Zhang Xiaomei hid behind Zhang Shuwen, poking out a small head, "No, my little sister can't ask for money from the boss's wife."

Mrs. Boss!Mrs. Boss!

Song Ping'an's face was stiff, and he couldn't get angry with the child, so he put the money into Zhang Shuwen's hand with a straight face.

Zhang Shuwen glanced at Xue Ming who was standing beside him, saw that he didn't look at him at all, and his eyes were fixed on Song Ping'an next to him, so he put the copper plates in Zhang Xiaomei's palm one by one, and said: "Xiao Take it, sister, this is a reward from the boss's wife, he will be unhappy if you don't want it."

Zhang Xiaomei blinked her round eyes twice, took out a piece of rock candy from her pocket, hesitated for a while, stepped forward, handed the rock candy to Xue Ming, and said, "Boss, you give it to Madam, I don't want money."

lady!Xue Ming nodded, walked to Song Ping'an calmly, tilted his head and said with a smile on his face, "Ma'am, come and eat a piece of candy."

Song Pingan glared at him, pushed his arm away, and saw that Zhang Xiaomei Xiyi's eyes became lost, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Xue Ming handed him the candy this time, "Madam, give me a favor."

Having seen him faceless and skinless, he never expected to be so rampant in front of outsiders, Song Pingan took the candy with a cold face and put it in his mouth.

Children from poor families rarely get candy. Seeing him put the candy in his mouth, Zhang Xiaomei came over anxiously, grabbed the corner of his clothes with a smile and asked, "Is it delicious?"

The rock sugar melted in his mouth, with a sweet taste.Song Ping'an said "hmm", probably because he ate candy, and his voice softened a bit.

Zhang Xiaomei is not afraid of strangers at all, she stood between him and Xue Ming, went up and held his hand, "I will have dinner at my house today, my brother said to work for the boss, now that the boss is here, we can eat meat at home Well, the meat is delicious."

After he mentioned it, Zhang Shuwen remembered to report to Xue Ming, "Boss, the price you asked me to negotiate last time, the boss said he was only willing to pay 180 taels. The price has dropped to 150 taels."

150 taels can buy a three-way hospital nearby, but the price proposed by the boss is also suitable, after all, that section of road is a golden section, and people who come and go have to pass there.

Xue Ming hummed indifferently, and his eyes fell on the hands held together by Zhang Xiaomei and Song Pingan, and he was jealous.

Zhang Xiaomei is still young and doesn't have much eyesight, but Zhang Shuwen, who was standing opposite, was terrified. He went up and patted the little girl's shoulder lightly, coaxing: "Today at noon, we will invite the boss and his wife to come down for dinner, you go Talk to grandma, let grandma go buy some food and come back."

Song Ping'an, who was held by soft little hands, was so close to a child for the first time, his face became hot for a while, and he said, "I'm going back in the afternoon."

Zhang Xiaomei shook his arm sadly, and begged him, "Stay here, I won't let the boss go, I'll be right in front of you."

"Ah?" Zhang Shuwen was startled by his little sister's words, for fear that Song Ping'an would be unhappy and throw her out.

Unexpectedly, Song Ping'an blushed in embarrassment, turned his head away quickly, and said in a mosquito voice, "Old man, I don't... miss... him."

Xue Ming was also stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly, rubbed Song Xiaomei's hair, and said, "Little sister, the boss is not leaving, lest the boss's wife think and read!"

Zhang Xiaomei smiled and said triumphantly: "Look, I'll just say, the boss won't leave, brother, don't be sad, next time the boss goes out to run a business, he will take you with him, brother has already promised me, if you If he sneaks away alone, I still ignore him."

After thinking about it, he raised his head and said: "But brother, don't keep ignoring the boss, he will be sad. My brother said that he misses me when he goes out. The boss must also miss you."