A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing that Song Qinghan was fine, Wu Dahu was slightly relieved, but his brows were still furrowed, and he said coldly: "Is he crazy? He even used such a method, do you think I will be grateful? "

Song Qinghan patted him on the back and said softly: "It's all right, I'm thinking of something happy, how are you doing tonight? Are you going well?"

Hearing this question, Wu Dahu's face softened, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he said slowly: "I'm afraid that the children of those aristocratic families will see me as a thorn in their side, and I will be the only one in the limelight tonight." After taking it away, Xing Liyu personally gave me some pointers in the side hall, and when I came out, their eyes were all red."

Song Qinghan could feel his joy, but he was also faintly worried. With such a big limelight, for them who have no backing, is it good or bad?

Wu Dahu seemed to see Song Qinghan's worry, took his hand, and said with a faint smile: "Xing Liyu himself said that he would see me in the capital. There are probably not many people who are against Xing Liyu."

Seeing his confident appearance, Song Qinghan slackened his shoulders, nodded, and said with bright eyes: "My husband is really amazing!"

When it was said that looking at a beautiful woman under the lamp had a special taste, Wu Dahu finally understood what it was like at this time, glanced at the little stone sleeping on the soft bed, his heart moved, he suddenly reached out and picked up Song Qinghan, and threw him on the bed.

The feeling of weightlessness made Song Qinghan couldn't help exclaiming, before he could say anything, he was blocked by a strange feeling.

Clothes fell to the ground one by one, and the lamps that had burned to the end flickered, then went out suddenly, and the warm yellow room was suddenly plunged into darkness, as if to cover up the warmth of the room.

Although Song Qinghan had expected this day long ago, and secretly looked forward to it in his heart, but when the imaginary scene really came true, he couldn't help shrinking back, as if he wanted to escape from this out-of-control reaction go out.

However, how could Wu Dahu, who had endured for so long, let Song Qinghan go so easily?Once the hand is tightened, the prey can no longer move, and can only let him take whatever he wants.

The two are like hot iron that has just been burned in this winter, igniting each other and releasing themselves. When the critical point arrives, the hot iron melts and turns into a puddle of steaming molten iron, slowly flowing in the cold air .

Song Qinghan breathed heavily, not even wanting to move a finger, and murmured softly, "Water..."

Wu Dahu quickly got out of bed, poured a glass of still warm lemonade, and handed it to Song Qinghan's mouth.

After drinking the sweet and sour lemonade, Song Qinghan felt that he had regained a little strength, and was about to get up to clean up the mess, when suddenly a strong force came from his waist, turning him around, unable to turn over like a salted fish.

How could Wu Dahu, who had tasted the sweetness, let him go so easily?And Song Qinghan was worried about Yuan Wenxuan who lived in the same courtyard, he didn't dare to protest at all, and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Fortunately, when Yuan Wenxuan chose the room, in order not to let the sound of his morning exercise affect the two of them, he deliberately chose a room farthest from them, otherwise their small voice would definitely be heard in his ears.

Woke up and dizzy, dizzy and woke up again, I don't know how long it took, when Xiao Shitou cried out, Wu Dahu finally ended the fight, changed Xiao Shitou's diaper, poured hot water to clean up the mess, and then hugged him contentedly. Song Qinghan met Zhou Gong.

Song Qinghan lay paralyzed in Wu Dahu's arms. Although his body was tired and painful, he was very satisfied.

Six pack abs, even more delicious than he imagined...

The next morning, Song Qinghan didn't wake up until it was mid-sun.

The courtyard was quiet, Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan had already left, the leftover breakfast was heating up in the kitchen, the half bowl of goat milk left from yesterday had disappeared, probably because Wu Dahu fed Xiaoshi, so Xiao Shi Shi was so obedient, he didn't cry all morning.

He struggled to get up, supported his waist that was about to break, walked into the kitchen to eat breakfast, picked up the small stone, and lay back on the bed, enjoying the leisure time to the fullest.

Just when he was drowsy, there was a knock on the courtyard door, which shocked him and opened his eyelids.

He would look for him at this time. He couldn't think of anyone else besides Zhai Su. He wanted to close his eyes and go back to sleep, but he didn't expect Zhai Su's voice to come in from far away.

"Don't want to know what I want to do when I'm so entangled?"

He paused, turned over and got off the bed, picked up the small stone, walked over quickly, opened the courtyard door, looked at Zhai Su with a calm expression, frowned and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Zhai Su didn't go in rashly this time, she just stood there motionless, said with a light smile, "I only have Wu Dahu as a child in my life, whether it was before or in the future, it will be the same."

Song Qinghan said expressionlessly: "So? You want to recognize him again? Let him be your obedient son? Treat you like ordinary people respect their parents?"

"Do you think it's possible?" He said every word, seeing a flash of injury on Zhai Su's face, and a sense of pleasure to help Wu Dahu take revenge rose in his heart.

However, if Zhai Su was really such an easily hurt person, he probably wouldn't have gone with that person despite so many rumors back then, so he quickly adjusted his expression and said calmly: "No matter how Wu Dahu treats me , and can’t change my blood relationship with him, everything I have now will be used as a stepping stone for him to climb to a position that I can’t reach, so that he can enjoy the prosperity of this world.”

Song Qinghan smiled "Puff", shook his head and said, "Do you regard yourself as a relative of the emperor? Is there any important position in the family that you want to inherit?"

After all, this is an ancient time with strict hierarchy, so he dare not compare the emperor to outsiders, but if he is replaced by relatives of the emperor with similar meanings, I believe Zhai Su can understand what he means.

Not only did Zhai Su understand the meaning of his words, but she almost vomited blood from anger, pointing at him regardless of demeanor and saying, "You, you, a woman who has no rules and no etiquette, is not worthy of Wu Dahu!"

Song Qinghan glanced at him and said with a sneer: "This is the second time you have said this. When will it be your turn to judge whether I and Dahu are worthy? Let me tell you, you are not even worthy of human beings. So are you going to become a monk?"

With blood rushing to his head, Zhai Su staggered, stretched out his hand to support the wall, closed his eyes and calmed down, and said expressionlessly, "Aside from being able to see a face and know some medical skills, what else can you give Dumb? There are many females who are younger and better-looking than you, not to mention, Dahu's cousin is three points better than you, and he is more sensible and obedient than you, for Wu Dahu's sake, you should take the initiative to abdicate."

He paused, and then added: "The new husband is not as jealous as you, and he will definitely be able to accommodate your concubine who has already raised a child for Wu Dahu, so you don't have to worry."

Song Qinghan's eyes widened, as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights, he laughed angrily: "Are you dreaming? Why should I step aside? If I studied psychiatry back then, I can help you see your brain now. It's a pity that you are slowly going crazy by yourself now!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the courtyard door with a "bang", as if regretting why he opened the door so much.

"Am I crazy? If it weren't for me, do you know how many people are going to trouble you now? How could Wu Dahu easily fall into Xing Liyu's eyes?"

Zhai Su's voice seemed to be leaning on the door, it sounded three parts sharp and seven parts dull.

Song Qinghan's hands trembled, he raised his head in disbelief, and blurted out: "You arranged what happened last night?"

Seeing that Zhai Su sneered a few times and remained silent, Song Qinghan knew that those words were definitely true. In fact, if he thought about it carefully, he would find that this incident was indeed weird from the very beginning, but after all, they were too inexperienced to think that it was true. What a god-given opportunity.

He didn't know what to say for a while, let Zhai Su not help them get in trouble?But since this favor has been accepted unintentionally, can't it be regarded as not seeing it?

Zhai Su's mood gradually calmed down, and she said coldly: "I don't ask much, as long as you accept a servant, Wu Dahu can be regarded as a respectable person now, and there is no shortage of money in the family. If you do everything yourself , Don’t say other people’s jokes are not jokes, his time should be spent on worthwhile things.”

Song Qinghan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Only one?"

Seeing that there was something going on, Zhai Su's eyes flashed with joy, and she quickly replied: "Just one, if you accept this person, everything before will be wiped out."

Song Qinghan stretched out his hand to open the door, and said with a cold face: "I can promise you, but as long as he enters the door of my house, he must listen to me, otherwise I can drive him out at any time!"

Zhai Su's face was uncertain, but in the end she finally agreed: "Okay, if he does something wrong, it's up to you to deal with it."

After the two reached an agreement, Zhai Su beckoned behind him, and a calm and handsome female man stepped forward, bowed down and saluted the two meticulously.

Zhai Su nodded in satisfaction, and lightly said: "This is your new husband, take good care of him, otherwise..."

Song Qinghan didn't understand his unfinished meaning, but the female man understood very well, bowed his head respectfully, and said softly: "Little slave obeys."

After Zhai Su left, the female man finally raised his head and said to Song Qinghan, "Please master give this little slave a name."

Song Qinghan looked at his appearance carefully, frowned and said, "Didn't you have a name before? Just use your previous name."

Hua Lian paused, kowtowed heavily, and said respectfully: "Little slave Hua Lian, thank you master for your mercy."

Although Zhai Su didn't like Hualien because of Zhai Su's reason, it didn't mean that Song Qinghan would be happy to see his submissive appearance, and calmly said: "The first rule of my family is not to kneel at every turn, remember ?"