Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Chapter 59 My sweetheart.

"Still..." Song Pingan felt that he didn't like him, and he wanted to go to the temple fair with him, just like the kind of person who has already married but still coaxes those little wives outside.

Brother Zhou Yun felt that it was inappropriate to ask him this way, so he asked another way: "You and Xue Ming should go to the street on Mid-Autumn Festival, right? Brother Pingan, would you mind taking me for a ride?"

Sure enough, Song Pingan couldn't refuse when he changed his words. He had this plan to go to the street with Xue Ming.

Xue Ming looked over, with a smile in his eyes, as if to say, I listen to your decision.

"I don't mind." Apart from this answer, Song Pingan couldn't find any other reasons.

Brother Zhou Yun brought a basket when he came out, and the basket was filled with melons after a while.Brother Zhou Yun pointed to the nearby lotus pond again, and said, "Let's go pick the lotus pods together, the lotus pods are just tender now."

Song Pingan stood on the ridge of the field and looked over, then looked at Xue Ming. Seeing the hope in his eyes, he took off his shoes and said, "I'll go pick them off."

Xue Ming pulled him back and said, "You are wearing new clothes today, I'll come."

It doesn't matter if the clothes are new or not, anyway, sooner or later they will become old. Song Ping'an is used to it, so he doesn't care about it, and said, "Go back and wash it."

"I'll do it," Xue Ming saw that the shoes were already being taken off, stepped on the heels and pulled the shoes off, and said, "You just stand on it and help me look at the shoes."

As he said that, he rolled up his trouser legs, and before Song Pingan could refuse, he had already stepped into the mud. Song Pingan looked at the white and tender calf, as if he saw a piece of white lotus root.

He thought it looked so good, he looked away hastily after two glances, afraid of being seen by others.But after a few breaths, his eyes couldn't help but stick to it.

Xue Ming took off a lotus pod and threw it up, then smiled at him showing his white teeth.

"Try it sweet or not," he called.

Before Song Pingan could pick it up, a lotus pod was thrown up from the other side.

Brother Zhou Yun also smiled at him: "Brother Ping An, this one is also tender, you should try it."

Song Pingan picked up Xue Ming's first, then picked up Zhou Yun's, then peeled both of them and put them in the basket.

When the two of them were not paying attention, they peeled off Xue Ming's skin and ate one. It was indeed tender and sweet.

Xue Ming competed with Zhou Yun, who couldn't see anyone, in a competition to pick lotus pods, and hit Song Pingan directly several times. He expressed his helplessness and could only get all the lotus pods together.

"Enough, let's all come up!" Song Ping'an shouted.

The two people put away their fighting stance, and pulled up a handful of lotus pods, as if they wanted to outnumber anyone with more lotus pods.

Brother Zhou Yun smiled at him as soon as he came up, the corners of Song Ping'an's eyes twitched, and Xue Ming directly came up and put his shoulders on him and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Song Ping'an narrowed his eyes and glanced at his clothes, and said, "Go wash it."

He sounded a little disgusted, but in his heart he felt that he was so masculine.

When she went back, Mother Song saw that there was nothing dirty on him, so she called him to her, saying, "Why don't you learn from Xue Ming? Look at him, he's going to the pond." Picking lotus pods, why don't you know where to go?"

Song Pingan didn't have the nerve to tell her that they were vying to confess to him.

Brother Zhou Yun poured the lotus pods in his hand into the basket and said, "Auntie, bring some lotus pods to eat when you go back."

"Keep it for you to eat, you can see that Ping'an is really good, he doesn't know how to work." Mother Song said.

"I made Brother Pingan stand on it." Brother Zhou Yun looked at Song Pingan tenderly.

Song's mother's eyes lit up, and she pushed Song Ping'an, "Look at you child, if Brother Yun said he won't let you go down, you really won't go down?"

Xue Ming peeled the lianzi and handed it to her and Song Ping'an, saying, "It's pretty sweet."

Song's mother took the lotus seeds, pulled Song Pingan aside and asked, "Ping'an, you have a good talk with Auntie, then what is Brother Yun's attitude towards you?"

"Mother," Song Pingan held the lotus seeds in his hand, gritted his teeth, "I don't like Brother Yun."

"Don't like it?" Mother Song's heart tightened, thinking that he probably didn't understand the relationship between children, and said, "Then tell me which brother you like, if you can't tell, even if you don't like Brother Yun, you can We must work hard to win brother Yun to me."

"I like... like..."

"Who do you like?" Song's mother looked at his displeasure, and said earnestly, "Ping'an, you heard from my mother, there is nothing you like or dislike. I have never met your father before we are together. , getting married is a lifetime thing.”

"I know." If he didn't meet Xue Ming, or didn't fall in love with Xue Ming, he would nod his head and go about his life step by step according to Song's mother's imagination.

But now he has someone he wants to live with, no matter what he is, whether he is a man or a brother, whether he can have children or not, he is willing.

"Mother, the person I like, I want to spend my whole life with him, he is also a brother."

"Which family is it? Where is the pregnancy mole? Is it red or obvious?" Before, there was no one to choose. As long as there was a brother, Song's mother could agree, but now it's different , Brother Zhou Yun is her best comparison.

"Not as red as him." Song Pingan didn't reply truthfully, "But...you can have children."

Seeing his hesitation, Song's mother asked again: "Where is the pregnancy mole?"

Xue Ming remembered that Xue Ming gave him his thigh once before. The position was extremely hidden. Mother Song would definitely not agree to what he said, and said, "I haven't...not..."

"Haven't seen it yet?" Mother Song pondered for a moment, then said, "That means the long part is not so obvious?"

"No, Mom, I'm..." Song Ping'an lied in front of her for the first time, feeling guilty, "I didn't dare to look."

"When did you meet and how long have you known each other?" Mother Song asked, afraid that he was lying to herself, because he didn't want to get married so he just made up someone to fool him.

With his mind running fast, Song Ping'an said, "We've known each other for a while."

"Acquainted by the running business, or did you just know each other before and you didn't tell Mom?"

If Song Ping'an really likes it, Song's mother will not disagree with them being together, after all, he will live the rest of his life.

Song Ping'an said truthfully, "Before."

"Then we've known each other for a long time." Song's mother carefully thought about which family's brother it was. Most of the brothers in this village don't like Ping An and despise his family for being poor.

It could only be from another village. Just as he was about to ask, Xue Ming walked over with a pot of lotus seeds in his arms and said, "Ping An, this can be used to make eight-treasure porridge."

"Yes," Mother Song said to Xue Ming seeing that Brother Zhou Yun hadn't come, "Xue Ming, Ping An has taken a fancy to a brother, do you think I should go and see?"

No wonder he kept shooting his gaze over just now, Xue Ming thought he had encountered some kind of difficulty, but this matter was really difficult, he said: "Ping An likes it, let him like it, what's more, let's see?"

"That's true." Song's mother nodded thoughtfully, and she didn't see Song Pingan gnashing her teeth at all.

"Ping An, where does that man live, and who is there? You didn't tell your aunt about this earlier. Fortunately, my aunt hasn't made a date with Aunt Zhou. If I do, I'm regretting the marriage for you, and my spine will be hurt. Got scolded."

Hearing him say this kind of thing to tease him again, Song Pingan wanted to drag him to his side and beat him until he couldn't speak.

The question Xue Ming asked was exactly what Song's mother wanted to ask, and said, "Ping An, you can talk to me, and if it is suitable, mother will go over."

Brother Zhou Yun went to the house to get some things and saw them standing together, so he went over and asked, "Auntie, you and Brother Pingan go sit in the house, I will cook eight-treasure porridge for you later."

"I just said it casually." Xue Ming said.

Naturally, this eight-treasure porridge was not made for him to drink, but reserved for Song Pingan, wanting him to try his own craft.

The jealousy among men is also very fierce, as long as Song Pingan is looking for something, they will try their best to get it for Song Pingan.

Song Ping'an also had a strange feeling, he felt that he was a man, but no matter how he made himself look like a brother, although he didn't have this kind of experience, he also understood that something was wrong.

"I won't bother you, Ping An, or you can do it."

As soon as Mother Song's words came out of her mouth, Brother Zhou Yun seized the opportunity and said, "Brother Ping An, I remember that the food you cooked was delicious when I was young. I have always wanted to taste it. How about we make it together later?"

Song Ping'an was still stuck on Song's mother's question, and he was stuck for a while when another question came up. He didn't know what to do, so he could only look at Xue Ming for help.

Xue Ming received the distress signal and said, "I can do it too, why don't you take me with you?"

"Okay," Brother Zhou Yun is a generous person, and he also said before that it is a fair competition. Even if Song Ping'an likes him, that doesn't hinder him from fighting for it, "Then let's come together!"

Song's mother thought that Xue Ming was showing himself too much, and the Zhou family cared more about him, so she felt unbalanced for a while, and now she secretly speculated: "Could it be that Xue Ming knows who Ping An's sweetheart is, so he is helping Ping An? "

This possibility is very high. Song's mother thought about it for a while, and decided to ask him who Song Ping'an really liked.

When Brother Zhou Yun entered the house to wash the rice, he pulled Xue Ming aside and asked, "Xue Ming, do you know which brother Ping An likes?"

"I know!" Xue Ming did not hesitate.

Song's mother said again: "Who is that? Don't hide it from your aunt like Ping An."