The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

Plop!

As soon as he entered this world, before Song Cun could open his eyes to observe the surrounding environment, he was kicked into the wheat field, face down, lying on the ground, gnawed a mouthful of wheat seedlings, and spat out the Mai Miao raised his head and slowly looked at the person who kicked him. He saw that he was wearing a military uniform, his face was majestic, and his eyes under his sword eyebrows exuded the anger of hating iron and steel. He stared at him fiercely, as if he was some kind of heinous Bastard.

Song Cun scratched the smudges on his face with his hands. Just as he was about to get up, he found that his knee had hit a rock. It hurt so much that he couldn't help but flow out the normal saline, so he could only move his **** slowly. Moved to the grass beside the wheat field, then looked at the man in the military uniform and said, "You are still a soldier, and you don't know how to take care of the crops. It doesn't matter if you kicked me, but the wheat doesn't mess with you, you see?" How many wheat seedlings did you get?"

Song Jianjun saw how foolish he was, and wanted to go up and give him a kick. As soon as he lifted his foot, a figure rushed over from behind, knocked him away, threw him down next to Song Cun, hugged him, and said loudly: " Mother's little treasure, black-hearted bastard, my brothers are so ruthless, heartless"

Song Cun's head was hugged by the woman in front of his chest, his head was foggy, and when he heard the woman's words, two black lines were drawn on his forehead. He didn't need to guess blindly to know that the woman holding him should have this body. Mother, as for the guy next to him who kicked him, he probably has a lot to do with him, maybe his brother.

What his mother said made Song Jianjun's face livid, he held back his anger, and tried to explain: "Mother, do you know what Song Cun did?"

Song's mother turned her head and looked at Song Jianjun fiercely, and said, "Xiaobao is obedient and filial, what can he do? It's not that you brothers and sisters think that your father and I are partial to him and don't like him, no matter what What he does, you all think it is his fault. Besides, no matter what Xiaobao does, he is your younger brother. As a brother, you have to protect him. You don’t protect him, and you help outsiders beat him , you are not filial, you are"

"..."

Song Cun rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and the man who kicked him without looking up knew how ugly his face was, although he didn't know what the original body did to make this man so angry, he felt sensitively that it must not be What a good thing, he broke away from the woman's embrace, and called out tentatively: "Mom?"

Song's mother didn't care about scolding her elder son, she looked down at her younger son, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Bao?"

Song Cun pointed to his leg: "The leg hurts!"

Song's mother was anxious, and said, "Did your elder brother kick it?"

Song Cun nodded. The pain in his legs must have been kicked by the big brother in military uniform. He kicked him as soon as he came to this world. His body is thin and tender, with thin arms and legs. Tall and tall, he looks very imposing at first glance. I think he has trained his strength in the military camp. He kicked his foot and knocked his knee on a small stone. .

Thinking of this, he stroked his trouser legs up, exposing his knees, and the place under his knees where he hit the stone was swollen. He pointed to show Song's mother: "It's all swollen."

Song's mother suddenly felt distressed, her face was furious, and she stared at her eldest son: "Why are you so cruel, he is your younger brother, not your enemy, my God, why did I give birth to such a cruel person, mother will take you away!" Go to Dr. Liu and ask him to prescribe some medicine for you."

Song Jianjun saw that his younger brother's knees were red and swollen, and he felt a little guilty. He knew better than anyone how delicate his younger brother was. He is cold-hearted, his parents love his younger brother, he understands that when he was a child, he would be jealous of it, but when he grows up, he goes to the military camp, has a wider world, and more important things, these small things are left behind by him back.

It's rare to go home, and seeing the younger brother's appearance, I can't help feeling that he is a man, and his parents are too spoiled, which is not good for him. Of course, even knowing that this is not a good thing, he knows that changing his parents' ideas is not a simple matter. He could only endure it, thinking that his younger brother would get better when he got older and married a daughter-in-law, but he didn't expect that he saw his younger brother who was not yet eighteen molesting a female educated youth. No matter what, he couldn't help it. Endure, his younger brother Song Jianjun can be squeamish and useless, how can he flirt with little girls like a bum? Kicking him is light.

Song Cun hurriedly said: "The pain is too much, there is no need to prescribe medicine, mother, just help me go home."

Song Jianjun said, "You haven't apologized to this girl yet?"

He pointed to the little girl with red eyes next to him.

Song's mother glared at the red-eyed little girl next to her, her eyes were sharp. This little girl often came to look for Xiaobao, and Xiaobao even gave him things from the house. As Xiaobao's mother, she was very clear about this matter. Thinking that Xiaobao was going to marry a wife anyway, it would be nice to find a girl from the city, so she didn't stop her. She didn't think that the eldest son would beat Xiaobao because of this, and she felt uncomfortable.

The little girl met Song's mother's eyes, but she didn't dare to say anything, and said, "No need."

Just scared away.

Song Jianjun said helplessly, "Mother, you can't spoil Song Cun like this."

Mother Song glared at him again, and said, "My mother has traveled more roads than you have crossed bridges. I want you to teach me how to do it? Didn't you see that Xiaobao's legs were swollen? Why are you staring blankly? Carry him back quickly." go home."

Song Jianjun frowned, and Song Cun didn't want him to carry it, so he waved his hand: "Mother, my knee doesn't hurt anymore, I can walk by myself, but he smells like sweat, so don't let him carry it."

Song Jianjun had bulging veins on his forehead and his face was condensed.

Song's mother looked at the stiff-faced elder son, snorted coldly, and insisted: "He hit you, if he doesn't carry you, who will carry you? Let him carry you back, your leg is hurt, don't you want to eat meat? Let him buy meat for you, and mother will cook meat for you."

Looking at the livid face of the big brother in military uniform, Song Cun didn't know what a sweet burden was, but at this moment he understood it, and said: "Mother, I really don't need him to carry it, and besides, my knees really don't hurt anymore. I'm a young man, let me How ashamed of me if he backs it? Isn't it?"

Mother Song saw his sincerity, and thought that her younger son had always had a good face, so she stopped insisting, looked at her elder son, and said coldly: "It's your fault that your brother suffered such a serious crime, remember to go to the market to weigh some meat tomorrow. , give him supplements, and buy some snacks."

Song Jianjun was expressionless. Thinking that he was away all the time, his wife and children had to be taken care of by his parents, and he couldn't bear to rebel against his mother, so he could only say: "Okay."

Song Cun: "..."

Brother, you are a soldier after all, so you are a bit persistent!

With the support of Song's mother, Song Cun stumbled back home. The third sister, Song Nizi, was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Seeing the battle, she came out and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song's mother said with a dark face: "What's wrong? It's not your elder brother who turned his elbow out and beat Xiaobao like this. Xiaobao suffered a serious crime today. You boil him two sugar water eggs and give him supplements. .”

Song Nizi hesitated slightly, glanced at Mother Song, pursed her lips and said, "Oh!"

Song Cun guessed what era it appeared from through Song's mother, Brother Song, and the surrounding environment. The sugar-watered eggs thought it would be a good thing for this family. Save the eggs for you to eat, you are so tired from working all day, and you have to worry about the whole family, so you should replenish your body."

Song's mother's face suddenly burst into laughter, glanced at her eldest son and Song Nizi, and snorted, "Look, look, Xiaobao is so sensible and filial, don't think I didn't see your expressions, when I heard that I was going to give Xiaobao Bao boiled eggs, and he felt unhappy. If you can be half as filial as Xiaobao, your father and I can live a few more years. Hurry up and boil eggs in sugar water. If Xiaobao says no, don’t let him eat. He has suffered a great crime and you should be considerate and considerate of him."

Song Nizi's face was numb, she was already used to what her mother did.

Song Jianjun frowned slightly and didn't say anything, they were just eggs, as long as they could stop his mother from nagging, eat them.

Eggs in sugar water are easy to boil, boil water, and it will be cooked in a while. It was already evening at this time, and those who worked outside came back one after another.

Song's mother and Song's father have six children, only Song Cun and Song Nizi are not married, and the rest are married and have children.

The eldest Song Jianguo is a soldier, his wife Zhang Yuemei has two sons and one daughter; the second eldest Song Chunping is married; the third eldest Song Huaimin is married to his wife Li Juan and has two daughters; Married; Song Cun, the sixth son, is seventeen years old this year and has no wife.

There is no separation, a large family lives together crowded together, a group of people led a few children back from the field, and seeing Song Cun leaning on a chair with a bowl of sugar water chicken soup in his hand, he felt very uncomfortable. After working for a day, they can only eat some rough steamed buns. Song Cun does nothing but can eat eggs. He is not a saint, so it is no wonder that he feels comfortable.

Song Cun was also quite uncomfortable, what a person, these two eggs are not suitable for anyone to eat, a few children next to him, maybe his nephew and niece, waved at them, a group of black radish heads Running to the uncle, Song Cun said with a smile, "Who knows how to count?"

Song Dong, the boss of the eldest brother's family, said loudly: "I can count, I can count."

Song Xi, the second child, also said, "I can also count."

The other children stood there dumbfounded and said nothing, Song Cun turned to Song Dong and Song Xi and said, "Then count them!"

Although the two children didn't know why the uncle asked them to count, they were also afraid of the uncle's usual prestige and did not dare to resist, so they obediently counted.

After they finished counting, Song Cun said with satisfaction: "Not bad."

He divided the two eggs into five parts and said, "Because you can count, I reward each of you with one egg."

Song Dong and Song Xi stood still, Song Cun looked at them puzzled, and asked, "What's the matter? Come and eat eggs!"

Song Dong's immature face showed some sophistication: "Uncle, we don't eat your eggs, don't worry, don't give them to us."

Song Xi also said, "We won't steal your eggs."

"..."

As the uncle, Song Cun was quite embarrassed, he straightened his face: "It's just two eggs, don't you look down on uncle?"

The two children shook their heads together, "No."

They didn't dare either, in case the uncle complained to grandma, they were not the ones who were punished and beaten, they were not stupid.

Song Cun coughed: "No, then hurry up and eat your rewards, or I will get angry."

The two children looked at each other, and Song Dong looked at the uncle, "Are you serious? You won't wait until we eat your eggs. Grandma will find out. We will be beaten, right?"

Song Cun frowned: "How can a man regret what he said? Besides, it's you who won the reward. It's yours. Even your grandma can't say anything."

Hearing what he said, Song Dong glanced at his younger brother, and then the two quickly walked to the uncle and ate their eggs.

The three younger sisters in the back couldn't help drooling when they saw the two brothers eating eggs.

Song Cun looked at the three girls and asked, "Who can light a fire?"

Song Nan, the eldest daughter of the second elder brother Song Huaimin's family, said: "Uncle, I know how to do it. I often help my sister-in-law to light the fire."

Song Cun nodded: "Yes, I will reward you with an egg."

Song Nan saw that the two elder brothers had eaten eggs, and when he heard that she would be rewarded with eggs, his eyes lit up, his dark face was full of joy, and he walked up to the uncle without any hesitation and took the egg that belonged to her. Swallow it into your mouth.

The remaining two little girls over five years old looked at their uncle eagerly.

Song Cun slightly bent down and asked them, "What do you know?"

Song Zuo from the elder brother's house tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "I will, I will sweep the floor!"

Song Cun looked at the little girl next to him again. He had no memory and didn't know her name, so he could only ask, "What do you know?"

The little girl belonged to the second brother's family, her name was Song Youyou, she opened her eyes wide and said, "Little uncle, I can feed chickens."

Song Cun said, and she continued: "I can also feed the ducklings, and I can also sweep the floor."

Song Cun boasted with a smile: "Then you know a lot, but there are only two eggs, so each of you can have one."

The two little girls jumped up happily.

Next to Song Jianjun's daughter-in-law Zhang Yuemei and Song Huaimin's daughter-in-law Li Juan, their unhappiness dissipated when they saw the uncle's actions, and there was a smile on their faces again. The uncle is still a good person today.

Although Father Song loved his younger son, he also loved his grandson. Since the younger son was willing to share the eggs with his grandson, he didn't say anything.

When Song's mother came back from the outside with firewood on her back, she saw the egg crumbs on the corners of the mouths of the two little granddaughters, and couldn't help but burst out: "You ate your uncle's eggs?"

The two little girls were too frightened to say anything, even Zhang Yuemei and Li Juan didn't dare to say anything.

Song Cun said: "Mom, I rewarded them with the eggs. They are so young, they can sweep the floor, feed chickens and ducklings, they should be rewarded."

Song's mother was about to scold her two daughters-in-law, but she didn't expect to hear her son's words, so the harsh words were stuck in her throat, and her face was a little dark.

Song Cun saw that her face was not right, and hurriedly said: "Mother, I am their uncle, an elder, how can I eat by myself and let them watch? I am shameless? If outsiders know, they will say that I am an uncle and robbed my nephew. Eat things, faceless and skinless..."

Song's mother wanted to say who would dare to say it, I couldn't scold him to death, but then thought of the gossip about Xiaobao outside, she looked embarrassed, glared at the two daughters-in-law, and said, "I'll spare you this time." Carrying firewood Went to the kitchen.

The two daughters-in-law breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the uncle unexpectedly. Today, the uncle was willing to give eggs to his nephews. I have to say that they were surprised. Maybe it was because they heard some gossip outside. The uncle has always been nice. To save face, I want the villagers to change their views on him. I also heard that he recently got very close to a young girl from the educated youth spot. He gave the girl all the good things. It seems that he wants to talk about his daughter-in-law, so he is in a hurry to change own up.

Even Song Jianjun and Song Huaimin were quite surprised, while Song Jianjun thought that his kick would be of some use, otherwise the younger brother would not be so generous, giving his nephews and nieces eggs to eat, which has never happened before.