A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan felt a pain in his lower abdomen, couldn't help opening his heavy eyelids, and looked down.

"..."

Why is his belly as big as if he was pregnant? !

A tall figure walked over quickly, stopped a meter away from him, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Song, are you okay?"

Song Qinghan turned his head subconsciously, and was startled when he saw the man's facial features clearly.

Isn't this the man who often appeared in his dreams?

Speaking of that dream, Song Qinghan couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a dream now or the modern life of the previous life was a dream.

He pinched himself, took a breath, and said, "Is it true?!"

A look of distress flashed in the man's eyes, his fists were loosened and clenched, and he seemed to want to move forward, but he stopped for some reason.

"Don't hurt yourself anymore, after the baby is born, you can go wherever you want!"

It can be seen that when the man said this, his heart was extremely tormented, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was hiding the lingering sorrow.

Song Qinghan didn't understand the current situation yet, but he could still understand what the man said.

He lowered his head again to confirm his stomach, and reached out to touch the things below. After confirming that it was correct, he looked at the man with a pale face, and said in a miserable voice, "I, I'm going to have a baby?"

The man regarded this as Song Qinghan's daily madness, without making a sound, picked up a bowl from the table next to him, slowly handed it over, and said softly: "Eat something, don't starve the child to death, put the bowl first. I'm starving myself."

When he reminded him, Song Qinghan suddenly felt hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for a few days.

He is a doctor, and he pays most attention to taking care of himself. How can he allow himself to be hungry?

Seeing that he snatched the bowl from his hand, the man didn't drop it on the ground like before, but ate it slowly, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

He wanted to ask something, but he was worried that it would affect Song Qinghan's mood for eating, so he was silent, turned and left.

Song Qinghan actually intended to get close to him, but the words he spoke during the meal really didn't fit his character, so he had no choice but to watch him walk out of the room.

Speaking of the door... He raised his head and looked around, with a look of doubt on his face.

Isn't this the house of the ancients in the TV series?It is still made of adobe, which is not strong at first glance.

Including this rice, he looked down. If he guessed correctly, the vegetables and fatty meat on the rice were boiled in water, with a little salt, and there were no other seasonings. Get the bird.

But no matter how bad the food was, he honestly ate the last grain of it.

Shame on wasting food!

After eating, he felt that his physical strength recovered a little, and he slowly got out of bed.

It's just that when wearing shoes, the eyes can't avoid looking at the high belly. After a long time, there is a subtle sense of cuteness.

He walked out of the room and saw that the man before him was chopping wood. The biceps on his arms were as solid as steel, and the six-pack abs on his lower abdomen rose and fell with his breath, making people salivate.

The man noticed him, stopped the movement of his hands abruptly, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and asked tentatively, "Is Mr. Song better?"

Song Qinghan cleared his throat and said what he just made up.

"Well, I, I seem to have forgotten the past, I just remember that my name is Song Qinghan, who are you? Can you tell me about my situation?"

He lied without blushing, but secretly swore in his heart: I promise I won't lie to you in the future, so hurry up and tell me!

The man froze, looked at his dodging eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

When an impatient look appeared on Song Qinghan's face, he said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Oh, it's probably because of the pregnancy. I heard from the village grandpa that it's not surprising that anything happens during pregnancy. "

These words did not seem to be said to Song Qinghan, but seemed to be convincing himself.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, finally figured out where to start, pointed to himself and said, "My name is Wu Dahu, it belongs to you, your husband, you married me three days ago, and you haven't eaten since then." Things, don't embarrass yourself in the future, you will suffer if your body is broken, and the child in your belly is also innocent."

Song Qinghan froze because he understood Wu Dahu's words.

It turned out that a man and a man got married here? !And still pregnant? !His husband is the person in front of him!

Although he was right, and even dreamed of having sex with Wu Dahu, but!But it doesn't mean he wants to have a baby!

Seeing the hopeless look on Song Qinghan's face, Wu Dahu clenched his fists, his lips were drawn into a straight line, and he seemed to be suppressing something.

Do you still hate him so much after losing your memory?

Song Qinghan spent half a day mentally building up, and finally digested this explosive news.

He leaned against the door and suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Three days ago?! Is my belly so big in three days?" He exclaimed.

Even though this world is already very fantasy, he still can't accept that it takes three days for a fetus to develop into this shape.

A wry smile appeared on Wu Dahu's mouth, and he said slowly: "You have been pregnant for half a year, and you were taken home by the Lin family a month ago, and then you married me."

Song Qinghan opened his mouth wide, feeling that the amount of information was a bit large.

So, first he married into some kind of Lin family, was divorced after five months of pregnancy, and then found Wu Dahu as his successor, and by the way gave him the news that he was going to be a father? !

The original owner of this body had a great time!A modern person would not dare to play like this.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wu Dahu sympathetically, and sighed: "How dare you marry a woman...a man whose child is not yours."

When he said this, he almost bit off his tongue. He was really not used to marrying a woman, but a man instead.

Wu Dahu gave him a strange look, with a hesitant expression on his face, and said: "It should... be mine."

Song Qinghan didn't react at first, but when he wanted to understand what Wu Dahu said, his whole face twisted.

"You mean you let him marry someone else after you impregnated him, and you have no choice but to marry him back when others don't want to be a successor?!"

Wu Dahu was stunned, and opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't know which sentence to explain, so he closed his mouth.

Song Qinghan took this as his acquiescence, so angry that his liver ached, he slammed the door with his backhand, and sat back on the bed.

Unexpectedly, his husband turned out to be a scumbag!A complete scumbag!

Wait, what kind of husband, if it's also the original owner's husband, then it's not his, and he won't recognize a scumbag as his husband!

Song Qinghan didn't see Wu Dahu again until it was dark.

Just like at noon, he brought a bowl and walked in quickly. After seeing Song Qinghan's face turned to one side, he was stunned.

Fortunately, this Song Qinghan would not make trouble with his body, although he was angry, he still took the bowl.

Seeing this, Wu Dahu stood in the same place and pondered for a while, then slowly opened his mouth: "The night I was with you was really accidental, afterward you and your family threatened me not to speak out, I saw that you have a bright future, so I went I hid this matter in my stomach. When I saw you again, three days ago, your family tied you here, let me take the dowry, and then hurriedly married you to me. "

When Song Qinghan was digesting the news blankly, he pursed his lips and said with some hesitation: "I didn't let you marry someone else, nor did I have no choice but to marry you back, it's just that you in the past... Just look down on me."

After speaking, he seemed to feel that it would be awkward to stay any longer, so he turned and walked away without looking back.

Song Qinghan looked at his generous back and felt a little bleak.

After eating the food tastelessly, Song Qinghan couldn't help but stood up and walked out slowly.

This yard is not too big. There is a large water tank on the left side, which is filled with a jar of clear water, and firewood is piled up on the right side. Don't feel messy.

There are only two rooms in the house, one is the one where he lives, and the other is the kitchen, which is on his right.

Song Qinghan took the bowl and walked slowly into the kitchen. He was shocked to find that Wu Dahu was laying thatch on the floor with a thin bed of cotton batting on it. If he guessed correctly, he was planning to lay thatch on the floor.

"What are you doing? Why don't you sleep over there?" He couldn't help asking.

Wu Dahu paused, turned his head to look at him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "I've gotten used to it after sleeping for two days. I snore, I'm afraid it will affect you."

Song Qinghan sensitively realized that the real reason was not this, and asked tentatively: "Is it because I didn't let you sleep there?"

There was silence in the kitchen, but he had already got the answer he wanted.

Song Qinghan rubbed his temples helplessly, feeling that the mess the original body had left for him was a bit of a headache.

"That..." He spoke again, and said slowly, "You can sleep over there, it's not good to sleep in the kitchen."

Not to mention that the environment in the kitchen is really bad, just say that the wood that is still burning is mostly releasing carbon monoxide, so what if people are poisoned?It cannot be saved even in modern times, let alone in ancient times when medical conditions were even more backward.

Wu Dahu looked at him carefully, and seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, he nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

In fact, why didn't he want to live there? He didn't talk about environmental problems, but said that if Song Qinghan had something to do in the middle of the night, he could take care of it.

If they lived in the kitchen, although it was close, it was separated by a wall. Unless Song Qinghan called him loudly, he would have no idea what was going on there.

Thinking of this, he actually felt that it was good for Song Qinghan to forget the past. He seemed to be a different person. He didn't speak sarcasm or cry or scold him, although he still had a little temper , but it makes people feel cute.

It would be great if it could be like this all the time, but Grandpa said that after giving birth, the abnormal reaction to pregnancy will disappear naturally. I'm afraid Song Qinghan will really leave him by then...