Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Chapter 34

The Qixi Festival event is at night, and everyone starts to get busy at dawn, especially those who are unmarried. Most of them will stay at home for a day, dressed up and waiting to express themselves well on the Qixi Festival night. , Find Ruyi Langjun.

Song Ping'an, as usual, went to work in the field early in the morning with a hoe on his back.As far as Xue Ming knew, Song Shengwang bought five acres of paddy fields and five acres of grain fields from his family, and there were only a few acres of land that could be planted.He really didn't understand why he was so busy every day.

Song's mother guessed that he would go out early in the morning, so she got up early and stood guard at the door. Seeing him carrying a hoe, she pulled him back and said with good intentions: "Peace, I told you so yesterday, you Why don’t you remember today? Today is a good day, so don’t go anywhere, and the work will be done tomorrow.”

Listening to her words, Song Ping'an thought of those brothers and girls who were dressing up at home, and replied: "Mum, let's talk about that tonight, I don't need to dress up."

Xue Ming leaned against the tree trunk, holding a gourd ladle in one hand, and when he heard him say this, he showed a bitter smile, raised his hand, and sprinkled out the grains in the ladle.

The two chicks on the ground scrambled to eat the grain, and his joyful appearance made him feel even more lonely.

Song Ping'an felt an inexplicable sense of guilt, and the hand holding the hoe tightened subconsciously. For the first time, he didn't do what Song's mother wanted, and walked out of the yard with his head down.

Song's mother chased him for two steps and saw him walking faster and faster, she sighed, and asked in doubt: "What's wrong with this child today?"

After Song Ping'an left, the sadness on Xue Ming's face disappeared instantly like a magic trick, and he said, "Auntie, I will go to the field and talk to him later, he must be shy."

"Excuse me, I'll cook."

Xue Ming personally delivered the breakfast to the field. Song Ping'an wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeves, and then he walked towards him with a bowl of rice.

For a moment, he felt that this life is not bad.

Xue Ming held back his temper, put the things by the field and left consciously, so as not to disturb him.

There was a kind of tacit understanding between the two without words. After he left, he picked up the meal and ate it, and he didn't return home until noon.

Qixi Festival is not only a carnival for young people, but also their aunts and mothers-in-law will also meet to chat about family affairs.Song's mother stared at him putting on his clothes and instructed Xue Ming before going out to play with his aunt at ease.

Xue Ming and him looked at each other, sitting in the same room, but didn't say a word.

It was very difficult for Song Pingan, obviously he chose not to talk to others, but now he looked unnatural, with his hands tightly tucked into the corners of his clothes.

Xue Ming crossed his legs, put his elbows on the table, and supported his head with one hand, "Have a good time on Qixi Festival tonight, I'll leave tomorrow."

"Whether you like to go or not, it's none of my business?" When he said this, he felt more at ease than ever before. It wasn't that he really wanted to let him go, but that after holding back for a day, he was finally able to have a normal relationship with him. speak.

"Don't you have anything else to say?" Xue Ming put one hand on his knee and tapped it lightly, looking at him as usual, but there was a bit of bitterness on his lips.

"I wish you could leave. What can I say?" Song Ping'an had to admit that he felt a little sad. After all, he had lived here for so long, and even if he was not a human being, he had feelings for him.

Xue Ming hummed lightly, unable to tell what emotion it was.Just when Song Ping'an thought he wouldn't be able to speak, he suddenly got up, kicked the chair down, with unbearable anger on his face, "Why are you so cold-blooded? Anyway, I have liked you for so long, so I should have some response." .”

This sounds really sad and helpless.

Xue Ming took a deep breath and couldn't bear it any longer. After all, he was not a professional actor, so it was really hard to ignore him.

"Forget it, I throw in the towel," he said.

Song Pingan didn't understand what he meant, but before he could react, he pressed his shoulders and raised his forehead.

Seeing the frivolity in his eyes, she had the illusion of being fooled, she pushed him away and shouted, "What the hell do you want?"

Xue Ming withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and asked, "How do you feel after fighting with me for a day? Do you really want to talk to me?"

"Who would miss you? I've eaten too much and have nothing to do." Song Ping'an snorted, revealing the joy he didn't realize.

"Hmm..." Xue Ming returned to his previous thick-skinnedness, and moved closer to him as usual, "I didn't lie to you just now, I really have to leave tomorrow."

After speaking, he made a posture that he thought was very sad, and stuck it in his ear and said, "Because my heart is broken here, I can only leave this sad place."

Song Pingan became angry for no reason, and he didn't know who to vent it on. He happened to be by his side, so he vented his anger on him: "After you get out, don't come back."

"Ping An, just keep talking hard, you obviously like me but don't admit it."

"Bah, I will like you only if I eat too much." After speaking, he thought of the lunch he brought over at noon, it seemed that he had eaten a little too much, and his face turned half black immediately.

Xue Ming was not in a hurry, he let himself lie to himself.

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As night fell quietly, Song Pingan originally planned to escape a catastrophe, and wanted to run away altogether while Song's mother was not at home.Unexpectedly, Xue Ming was like a door god, guarding the door stubbornly, holding the two lanterns given by Zhang Xiaomei earlier in his hand.

He couldn't help snorting twice, "It's just saying that I like Lao Tzu."

Song's mother came back worriedly, and seeing that the two of them hadn't set off yet, she led them there together.

Xue Ming followed behind him obediently, holding a lantern in his hand, kicking a pebble away as if he had encountered something happy.

And Song Ping'an became more and more irritable as he walked, wishing he could drag him to him and give him a good beating.

Before climbing up the hill, I heard the sound of frolicking on the mountain.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the fire is bright on the hillside. You can vaguely see a beautiful woman wearing red sleeves, and the endless voices are singing.Song Ping'an was not infected by the festive atmosphere, his heart was slowly getting colder by the cool evening wind.

There is a custom here, if there is a match between the young and the younger generation, they will send out the lanterns in their hands, and if the brothers and girls agree, they will send out the fire folders in their hands. Xue Ming handed the lanterns to him, and patted him solemnly with one hand. She cheered him up with her shoulders, and deliberately pinched him with one hand on his waist.

"It seems that anyone can just come back and say that my aunt and I are here."

When he heard what he said, Song Pingan just wanted to rush up and tear his mouth apart, then throw the lantern on him, and kick him so that he would be speechless for the rest of his life.

However, with Song's mother backing him up, Song Ping'an could only bear it no matter how angry he was, and walked into the crowd with a lantern.

Seeing that he had finally opened his mind, Song's mother pulled Xue Ming aside and said, "If you have a crush on a girl or brother, just tell auntie, auntie will definitely help you get things done."

"Yes, there has always been." Xue Ming put the mat he brought on the grass, obsessively looking at Song Pingan who was out of tune with the noisy crowd.

Who did Song's mother fall in love with at the time, followed his gaze, but only saw her son standing in the crowd like a piece of wood, and finally found a random corner to sit down, staring at the people around him with a dark face , as if someone owed him a large sum of silver and did not pay it back.

Song's mother sighed bitterly, "Why is this child like a log, he doesn't know how to take the initiative to talk to others."

Xue Ming pulled a grass root, put it in his mouth, and looked at the crowd aimlessly.This party seemed tailor-made for Brother Song Wen, and he has received the most lanterns so far.

After looking at it for a while, he found it meaningless, got up and wiped off the dust on his body, and strode towards Song Ping'an.

Before he came to him, he was attracted by the conversation between a mother and son.But it can't be said to be a mother and a child. To be precise, it is a woman and a brother.

He wasn't interested in ordinary conversations, but what the two of them mentioned was his sweetheart, Song Ping'an.

The brother was sitting in the corner with a lantern in his hand, his eyes were shining with hope, "Mum, I'll go find Brother Pingan later."

The woman patted him on the shoulder, with a look of relief on her face, and said softly: "Brother Yun, if you like, you can go, and when you go back, your mother will talk to your father, Ping'an is a good boy, and his mother is easy to talk to. "

Rival?Xue Ming slowed down, frowned slightly, and sat near them, putting one leg up and putting his hand on it.

After listening to his mother's encouragement, Brother Yun raised a confident smile, and Xue Ming could now see his face clearly. There was a red bean-colored pregnancy mole at the corner of his willow-leaf eyebrows, and his almond eyes were smiling, light red. Her thin lips and slightly pointed jaw are also first-class beauties.

If it was Xue Mingbi, he seemed to be a virtuous housekeeper, and he was the best choice for a man to marry.

"I don't know if Brother Pingan still remembers me." He smiled charmingly, as if he had drawn out some good memory.

Compared to him, he was much harder to deal with than Brother Song Wen. He had nothing to ask for Song Pingan, and even admired him. It was rare for Xue Ming to get nervous for the first time.

The woman held Brother Yun's hand and encouraged her: "Go, go and release lanterns with Ping An."

At the same time, Xue Ming also stood up, also holding a lantern in his hand.

The two lanterns appeared in front of Song Ping'an's eyes at the same time, not only he himself was stunned, but also the few bachelors who were sitting around preparing to give the lanterns were also stunned.

They all came from different villages. Although they had never heard of Song Ping'an's name, everyone in Zhoujia Village's brother Zhou Yun was well known.If Brother Song Wen and Brother Zhou Yun are compared together, Brother Zhou Yun is even better.

Song Ping'an raised his head and the first thing he saw was Xue Ming. Seeing him tilting his head and gently shaking the lantern in his hand, he looked away suspiciously at Brother Yun in front of him.

Xue Ming was the first to lift the lantern in front of him, "The lantern."

"Get out!" Song Pingan's lips trembled for a long time before he uttered a word.

Even with Xue Ming as a formidable opponent present, Brother Yun didn't have the slightest stage fright, he looked graceful, and smiled: "Brother Ping'an, I'll give you the lantern."

As soon as Song Pingan sat down, he didn't know where he had thrown his lanterns. If it wasn't for the fact that he had spent two or three weeks making the fire pockets, he would have thrown them away too.

Amid the envy of the people around, Song Ping'an's mouth twitched, and he slapped Xue Ming's face with a slap in the face, got up and dragged him into the grove.

Xue Ming held up the lantern and still didn't forget to look back at Brother Zhou Yun, needless to say the pride in his eyes.

Song Pingan pulled him to the grove and snatched his lantern, punched it on the tree trunk, and asked: "What the hell are you doing, I can't see it if I am blind? I have seen you and him Talked for a long time."

"Hmm... are you jealous?"

Xue Ming admired his brain circuit very much. Most people would think that Brother Yun was confessing his love to him, but he just didn't see it.

As long as he thinks that the person he likes is so special, he can't help but chuckle, "If you're jealous, you'll be jealous. If you're embarrassed to admit it, I won't laugh at you."

Song Ping'an was so angry that his shoulders trembled slightly, and he put his fist against the tree trunk, "Smile!"

The grove was very dark, and the sound of insects could be heard vaguely. Only by the moonlight could they see each other's faces clearly. Xue Ming raised the lantern in his hand again: "How about putting the lantern together?"

"Why should I release it with you?" Song Ping'an withdrew his fist, and you leaned against the big tree, holding your fist and looking down at your toes.

"Today is Qixi Festival. If you don't put up lanterns with me, do you want to put them up with someone else?" He said seriously, as if he would suffer a lot if he didn't put up lanterns with himself.

"Get out!" This time, I didn't say too much when I said goodbye to him, and I didn't want him to get out because of an inexplicable mood, "I won't let him go with you!"

Xue Ming didn't understand the meaning of this, "Then at least we have to wait for the lanterns, and we'll leave after the lanterns are set off."

Song Ping'an is still clear about the meaning of putting up the lantern, if he agrees, it means that he will live with him for the rest of his life.

A ball of fire burned in his heart again, Song Ping'an tilted his head and yelled into his ear: "Do you fucking know what it means to put up lanterns!"

Xue Ming grabbed his arm, and the two held hands with their backs against the big tree.Song Ping'an shook it twice but didn't get rid of it, so he walked up to him and kicked on the big tree, saying: "Are you sick? How many times have I told you, don't do this to me? absolute……"

Before he could say anything, Xue Ming grabbed his hand and put it on his belt, raised his eyebrows and smiled deeply, "It's prepared for you!"

Song Ping'an was terrified and quickly withdrew his hand, but Xue Ming refused to let go.

"Believe it or not, I killed you!" Song Ping'an's words were filled with fiery breath, not to mention his face turned red.

"I'll show you something." Xue Ming deliberately teased him, making him ashamed.

Song Ping'an almost jumped up and punched him until his head was bleeding.

Xue Ming forcefully opened a finger for him and rubbed it on the small pregnancy mole, "How does it feel?"

Frightened, Song Ping'an finally understood, he wanted to touch the mole himself.The redness on his face slowly faded, Song Pingan frowned suspiciously, and said, "What the hell did you let me touch?"

"Guess?" Why didn't Xue Ming play tricks on such an important thing?Xue Ming smiled wickedly, "Think about it carefully."

Song Pingan fled twice, but was pushed back by him again, pinching the piece of meat vigorously in anger, twisting that hard, thinking about what it was.

Xue Ming gasped, "Hiss, you really can do it."

"If you let me go, I will let you go." As he spoke, he twisted his hands hard again, seeing the smile on his face getting more and more strange, as if thinking of something, Song Ping'an's eyes suddenly widened.

The corners of Xue Ming's mouth twitched in pain and he nodded hintingly at him, blinked his eyes, sat on the ground with one leg up, sighed and said, "I'll let you see with your own eyes."

"Get out, I don't want to look at it." Song Pingan quickly turned his face away.

Xue Ming managed to expose the reddened part, and said with a smile, "Take a look, seeing is believing!"

"Get out! Get out!" Song Ping'an yelled in disbelief, "You're a fucking brother!"

Xue Ming was stunned by his yelling. Before he could react, Song Pingan raised his palm and hit him on the head in anger. He couldn't help but grabbed the cloth on his chest: "What have you been doing these days?" You've been lying to me all this time!"

Under the moonlight, his scarlet eyes looked like bloodthirsty beasts, as long as Xue Ming punched down, Xue Ming's head would be beaten to death.

Xue Ming even began to doubt whether he would directly tear himself apart, which made him wonder why Song Pingan didn't stay with him. Now he also confessed that he was his brother, but he It doesn't look acceptable.

Xue Ming just looked at him quietly, waiting for his fist to come down at any moment.

Song Ping'an has seen liars before, but he has never seen a liar as calm as him. Although this lie was exposed by himself, at least it can reveal a little bit of guilt, so that his entanglement these days can be resolved. Peace of mind.

Xue Ming broke the embarrassment: "Aren't you going to say something?"

He actually asked Lao Tzu to say, okay, then Lao Tzu will tell you.

Song Ping'an threw him to the ground with a wave of his hand, and hit his shoulder with a fist. He didn't feel that he was a brother at all and showed mercy.

If it were placed on someone else, his actions would definitely make people heartbroken, but for Xue Ming's kind of trembling, it would only make every cell in his body agitated, and he would welcome his fist with all sincerity.

At the same time, it's not like he didn't feel that Song Ping'an's hitting him these days was much less than before. His face was either swollen or blue when he punched him.

Xue Ming closed his eyes and waited for his fist as if receiving a reward.

Song Ping'an looked at him in a state of being underwhelmed, but couldn't stop, so he hit the ground with his fist.

He gasped for breath, his chest heaved violently, and it took him a while to calm down.

Seeing his distressed look, Xue Ming turned his body sideways and propped his head.

"Fuck!" Song Ping'an clenched his fists and stood up quickly.

To be honest, Song Ping'an has seen brazen people before, but he has never seen anyone as brazen as him.

"Don't you fucking know you're a brother?" He said this to make Xue Ming feel ashamed, but Xue Ming didn't want to be ashamed in front of him.

Don't look at his temper, but he is very thin-skinned, Xue Ming didn't intend to make it too hard for him: "Then you must at least tell me, what exactly do you not like about me?"

"I don't like anything about you." Song Pingan gritted his teeth, and the fabric in his hand was about to be ripped out of a hole.

"Okay, then you'd better come over and put on my pants." Xue Ming was so cruel today that he insisted on asking about Chou Yinmao.

Song Ping'an said with a sullen face, "If you want me to like you, how can I like you? You are a brother for a while and a man for a while, and if you don't speak the truth, I will like a liar like you, bah!"

"It turns out I don't like my lying!" Xue Ming thumped his head annoyedly, sat up and exposed the mole again, and confessed directly to him, "Look at where the mole grows and the color of the mole. I'm sure I won't be able to have children, what's the difference between this and a man, and besides, you've identified me as a brother at a glance, so I'm not lying to you. "

"Whether you have children or not is your business!" Song Pingan didn't even have the courage to look there.

Xue Ming patted the dust off his clothes, and said, "Now that you know my identity."

After speaking, she raised her head and looked at him with sincere and serious eyes: "Ping An, go out with me."

Song Pingan stared at him: "Subnet? What kind of network?"

Xue Ming lowered his head and tugged on his pants, sighed, thinking that he had to take his time, and said, "How about spending a month with me first?"

After waiting for a long time for a response, Xue Ming looked up, but the person had disappeared.

Are you shy again?

Xue Ming couldn't figure it out, but he wasn't bothered at all. He just found it more and more interesting. He patted off the dust on his body. He glanced around and didn't find the lantern he just brought over, so he strode towards the meeting place. go.

In the place where Song Pingan sat just now, Zhou Mu and Song Mu sat, and they seemed to have talked about something happy and laughed together.

Turning around on the hillside, he found Song Ping'an's figure. At this moment, he was sitting on the grass with Brother Zhou Yun, and Brother Zhou Yun beside him was pointing at the stars in the sky and talking to him.

Is this looking at the stars, looking at the moon, talking about life and ideals together?

Xue Ming walked towards them with big strides, and was talking about the content of their conversation at that moment behind them.

Brother Zhou Yun: "Look at whether the star is bright or not. I remember when I used to come to your house to play, they would take me home at night."

Xue Ming raised his head and took a look: Bright?Brighten up.

Brother Zhou Yun didn't seem to sense his indifference, and said, "I heard that the star is called Niulang, and the one opposite him is Zhinu."