A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Wang Chaoyuan's words were considered very rude. Although Su Tingting stomped his feet, he still hid his body behind Lin Dafu, only showing a pair of tearful eyes, looked at Luo Haiyun, and bit his lower lip , wronged and said: "Mr. Luo, are you blaming me? That's why you stand up to stop this on purpose?"

Luo Haiyun twitched his brows lightly, he didn't understand, so he said: "What am I blaming you for?"

Su Tingting sighed quietly: "I blame me for not continuing to persevere and marrying someone else..."

Hearing his words, Luo Haiyun looked very surprised, and Chaoyuan even laughed out loud, pointing at Su Tingting and saying, "You have changed my opinion of you again, I thought you were enough before. Shameless, I didn't expect you to be even more shameless, I don't know if the next time I see you, you will simply lose face!"

Luo Haiyun couldn't help but said: "Young Master Su, if you have nothing else to do on weekdays, why not read more books to broaden your knowledge."

Seeing Chaoyuan Yuan and Luo Haiyun mocking him, Su Tingting stomped his feet, gave Lin Dafu a hand, and said angrily, "We're going back!"

"stop!"

Unexpectedly, when he left, Luo Haiyun suddenly waved his hand, and the surrounding guards surrounded Su Tingting and Lin Dafu, making them stay where they were.

Su Tingting frowned, looked at Luo Haiyun sadly, and said sadly, "What do you want from me? I'm already married, why are you entangled with me now?"

Luo Haiyun's face turned cold, and he said calmly: "One thing is another thing, Mr. Su's husband smashed my friend's shop, I have to give an account."

Lin Dafu pursed his lips, glanced at Su Tingting, seeing his helpless look, forced a smile, cupped his hands and said to Luo Haiyun, "I'm so rude before I go down, I still look at Haihan. "

After all, a businessman is a businessman, and he is much more flexible than ordinary people, but Luo Haiyun was obviously dissatisfied with his answer, and said coldly: "It's not my shop you smashed, so what's the use of saying this to me? As long as My friend is willing not to pursue it, and they will disperse."

Lin Dafu clenched his fists, looked at the expressionless Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan, and slowly clasped his fists together and said, "Qinghan, Dahu, what I did wrong before, whether you want money or something else , I will satisfy you all, as long as you are willing not to pursue this matter!"

His posture was very low, but the meaning in his words was similar to charity, but Song Qinghan didn't mind, and said directly: "Help us restore the store to its original state, and compensate 1000 taels of silver for lost work, and guarantee that we will never show up again. In front of us, this matter is considered to be over."

"1000 taels of silver?" Lin Dafu repeated, his eyes slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Even if you don't provide free food today, you won't be able to earn 1000 taels of silver. That's not how a lion opens his mouth!"

Su Tingting saw that there were more and more people around him, and they were all pointing at him, and the dissatisfaction in his heart had already piled up. Seeing that Lin Dafu still had the time to struggle with the money issue here, his face darkened, and he urged Said: "Isn't it just 1000 taels of silver? Look at how poor you are! I'll give it to me! Hurry up and leave!"

Hearing Su Tingting's words, Lin Dafu's face suddenly turned pale, the veins on his forehead bulged, his lips were pursed, and he didn't say anything. Seeing Su Tingting asking his servants to take the bank note, a flash of light flashed in his eyes shadow.

After Song Qinghan took the banknote, he smiled at Su, and said calmly, "Young Master Su, you should take good care of your husband. No one hurts a tiger's heart, but a tiger hurts another's!"

Su Tingting was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what he meant. Seeing Luo Haiyun's guards stepped aside, he quickly dragged Lin Dafu away without looking back. His appearance was worse than running away in a hurry. How embarrassed.

Seeing that the matter was finally resolved, the member of the dynasty sneered, looked at Su Tingting's back and said, "I don't know how the dignified Su family raised such a waste. If it weren't for the strong backing, he would have lived until now, I'm afraid It's difficult, and you dared to take Brother Luo's idea before, it's really..."

Luo Haiyun ignored him, and directly put the congratulatory gift on the table, bowed his hands to Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu, and said with a smile: "I wanted to have a glass of opening wine today, but I didn't expect to be spoiled by someone. Presumably there are still many things to be busy, so we won't bother."

After finishing speaking, he directly pulled the member of the dynasty who hadn't recovered, and quickly disappeared from Song Qinghan's sight.

Before Song Qinghan had time to thank him, he saw them leave as if flying away, so he had to write this down and wait until the next time he went to Huichuntang to see Luo Haiyun.

Seeing that Hualien had caused so many troubles because of his idea of ​​opening a shop, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and silently packed the things on the ground. Although he didn't say anything, Song Qinghan clearly felt his sadness.

Wu Dahu's face calmed down, but he was still thinking about what happened just now.

If Luo Haiyun and Chaoyuan hadn't arrived in time, the incident just now would not have ended so easily. In fact, what Lin Dafu said at the beginning was indeed correct. To open a store in the capital, hard work alone is not enough... ...

Thinking of the final test in a few days, Wu Dahu couldn't help clenching his fists, secretly competing in his heart.

status!He must get a good result in the final test and change his current status with Song Qinghan's!

Song Qinghan saw that everyone was in a bad mood, so he simply closed the door of the shop, waved his hand, and ordered: "Go to Wuchen Mountain to see! Just go to Wuchen Temple to worship and change your luck!"

Wu Dahu naturally would not have any objection to Song Qinghan's proposal. Although Hualien wanted to stay, Song Qinghan was determined and directly stuffed the little stone into his arms, forcing him to take care of the little stone carefully. , followed.

Wuchen Mountain is just like its name, the air is fresh and there is no dust. People walk in it, as if their souls have been washed away, and they are extremely relaxed and happy.

The ringing of the temple bell was heard not far away, and Song Qinghan quickly climbed up. When he saw the quiet gray temple, his heart immediately settled down.

Following the example of others, after entering the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, they were about to leave when a childish voice sounded.

"This benefactor, do you want to count?"

Song Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the young monk who made the sound, seeing his innocent face and eyes as bright as a bright moon, he couldn't help but feel moved, and agreed with a smile.

"Okay, how do you calculate?"

The little monk didn't seem too surprised by the answer, he stretched out his hand, and said in a mature way: "The benefactor, please follow me."

Song Qinghan glanced at Wu Dahu and the others, and said amusedly: "Am I the only one who counts? They can't count?"

He originally wanted to tease the little monk, but he didn't expect the little monk to put his hands together and said very solemnly: "That's right, the master is only a predestined person."

Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan looked at each other, both seemed a little surprised.

Didn't expect this hexagram, not everyone can count it?

There were people passing by around, and after hearing their words, they hurried up to remind them: "This Master Qingchen is more virtuous and respected than the abbot. Yes, since you have this opportunity, why don't you hurry up and seize it?"

Song Qinghan never expected that he would be favored by such a powerful person. He glanced at Wu Dahu, saw him nodding his head, and said to the little monk with a smile: "All right, I'll go with you."

The two walked slowly towards the distance. Although Song Qinghan knew that the so-called Master Qingchen was a great person, he didn't feel too heavy. Hum a little tune.

When the environment on both sides became more and more quiet, the little monk finally stopped, stretched out his hand and pushed open a door, clasped his hands together and said to Song Qinghan: "Benefactor, please come in."

Song Qinghan walked in curiously, and saw an old monk with white beard and hair sitting in the middle, couldn't help restraining the expression on his face, clasped his hands solemnly and said: "Hello, Master."

Master Qingchen slowly raised his heavy eyelids, but he didn't look at Song Qinghan, he pointed in a direction and said slowly: "Benefactor, please sit down, it's hard work from afar."

Song Qinghan was about to sit down, when something flashed in his mind, his body froze, and he forced a smile and said: "How did the master know that I came from a long way? Actually, I live in the capital, so it's not too far away. "

What he said was a bit long-winded, but otherwise, he would not be able to verify the conjecture in his heart.

Master Qingchen twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said softly: "The capital city is indeed not far from here, but the benefactor's coming here is not measurable by ordinary distance."

Hearing what he said, Song Qinghan's heart tightened, his eyes were filled with shock, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master, what do you know?"

For some reason, after knowing that his details were seen through, Song Qinghan's first reaction was that the Buddha was going to take him in. After all, his current fate was calculated by him. According to the so-called law of reincarnation, this body It should have been wiped from this world long ago.

Fortunately, Master Qingchen didn't whet his appetite, smiled, and said directly: "The benefactor doesn't need to think too much, I invite you here today, just to make a fortune for you."

Seeing that there was no abnormality in his body, Song Qinghan relaxed his shoulders, and finally felt relieved, but there was still lingering shock on his face, and he tried his best to calmly say: "How should I cooperate with Master? Do I need to draw lots?"

Master Qingchen chuckled, pushed the tortoise shell in his hand, and said slowly: "The benefactor put this object in the palm of his hand, close his eyes and throw it up."

Song Qinghan held the tortoise shell in his hands, and suddenly hesitated for some reason, but seeing Master Qingchen's calm face, he was determined, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and threw the tortoise shell to the sky.

With a sound of "clang", the tortoise shell fell to the ground and split into unknown shapes.