A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Lin Dafu didn't seem to expect Song Qinghan to be so heartless, his voice was a little sad.

"After I went back that day, the more I thought about it, the more I felt it was wrong. I can't understand what kind of person you are. How could a simple person like you do such a thing as betraying me?"

Song Qinghan paused, and frowned, as if he couldn't understand Lin Dafu's words, he asked instead: "Could it be possible that the child in my belly can still be fake?"

Lin Dafu was blocked by his words, and then slowly said: "So I asked the doctor in the mansion, you have been pregnant for half a year, as long as you find out what abnormal things you experienced half a year ago, you can It is easy to deduce who the father of the child is."

Although Song Qinghan didn't like Lin Dafu, he had to admire his perseverance and asked, "And then?"

Lin Dafu's voice suddenly became erratic, as if he was recalling something: "Then I found out that half a year ago, you were closed at home for three full days, and I guessed that the incident happened just three days ago."

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and interrupted him: "Why?"

There was a sudden burst of light laughter outside the door, and Lin Dafu said as if nostalgic: "Because your temperament is not one that can endure loneliness, even if you go out to get some fresh air, you have to go out once a day, especially Not to mention being locked up at home for three full days, so something must have happened to you three days ago that was a huge blow to you."

Seeing Lin Dafu's appearance of being very familiar with the original body, Song Qinghan suddenly believed that they were true love, and continued to ask: "Then have you found out who that man is?"

"En." Lin Dafu responded, as if seeing through, he said, "It's your current husband, Wu Dahu."

Song Qinghan shrugged, and said indifferently: "Yes, isn't it good now?"

Lin Dafu's emotions suddenly became agitated, and his voice rose once: "Okay? If it wasn't for that jealous husband, how could we have ended up like this!"

Jealousy?Song Qinghan rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and seemed to sense the smell of conspiracy, and asked tentatively: "What do you mean? Are you saying that I was framed by someone?"

Lin Dafu suddenly sighed heavily, and said sadly: "That's right, that jealous husband Huai Ling gave you the medicine that night! It was him who asked someone to push you into the fire pit and watch you and, With Wu Dahu..."

Song Qinghan nodded thoughtfully, and seemed to understand why Yuanchen was so sad when he married, and even went on a hunger strike to protest.

It seems that there is really something called "love" between Yuanshen and Lin Dafu.

"But..." Song Qinghan opened his mouth, paused, and continued: "What's the use of saying this now?"

He is already Wu Dahu's husband, and he is still pregnant with Dahu's child, and he seems to be living a good life. Lin Dafu's family is full of Yingying and Yanyan, and he will accept more beauties in the future. You don't want to poach a pregnant woman's wall, do you?

Lin Dafu said quietly: "Now, are you still unwilling to open the door and see me?"

Hearing his tone like a resentful woman, Song Qinghan got goosebumps, shook his head like a rattle, and refused: "I don't want to, you can go."

There was no sound outside, Song Qinghan didn't know whether he was gone or not, so he turned around and prepared to go back to cook a meal.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, Lin Dafu's voice sounded again.

"They deceived you into losing your memory. The dowry they gave you last time was partly missing. I came back this time to inform you of this matter, and to return your dowry to you."

Song Qinghan immediately reached out to open the door, poked his head out to have a look, and asked, "Where's the dowry?"

Lin Dafu handed over the Jinsinan box he was holding in his hand, seeing that Song Qinghan didn't even look at him, dark waves welled up in his eyes.

"After amnesia, have you seen a doctor?"

Song Qinghan took the box, saw that he didn't move it, and thought it was too heavy, until both hands were engaged, only to find that it was Lin Dafu who was holding the other side of the box tightly and didn't let go, no wonder he couldn't let go Can't take it away.

He raised his eyelids and said angrily, "I didn't see it! Are you going to give it or not?"

Lin Dafu's eyelashes moved, and he let go of his hand. Seeing Song Qinghan holding the box and closing the door contentedly, he couldn't help asking, "Did he not let you see it?"

After Song Qinghan locked the door, he happily sat on the bench and counted the contents of the box. Hearing this, he didn't lift his head, and said angrily, "Why do you see a doctor if you're not sick or in pain?"

"What are you doing here?"

Wu Dahu's voice suddenly sounded, and the emotion in his tone was unclear.

Song Qinghan put the box on the bench, opened the door, and said pleasantly, "You're back? You chopped so much this morning!"

He counted the wood brought back by Wu Dahu, and felt that he could start making the bed in the afternoon.

When Lin Dafu saw the joy in his eyes, there was a touch of injury on his face, but this emotion was fleeting. When he looked at Wu Dahu, he resumed his calm appearance in front of outsiders, and said slowly: "I'm here to give Qing Han a dowry, and ask about his injuries by the way."

With a "bang", Wu Dahu threw all the wood on his shoulders behind the yard, clapped his hands to remove the dust, and said without expression on his face: "If the dowry is over, please leave quickly, lest others gossip."

Song Qinghan looked at Wu Dahu's calm and composed appearance, although it didn't show on his face, but he was roaring in his heart: How handsome!What a man!

Seeing that Song Qinghan's eyes seemed to be glued to Wu Dahu's body, Lin Dafu lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes, and said softly, "Qinghan, I will come to see you again."

After saying this, he turned back to the carriage and left slowly.

Wu Dahu looked at Song Qinghan's eager eyes, his face softened, and he smiled, "Are you hungry? I'll cook."

Song Qinghan nodded, pointed to the box of jewelry and said, "Are these valuable? Let's sell them for money!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Dahu refused without even looking at it: "Your dowry cannot be sold regardless of its value. Let it be left to the children in the future."

Song Qinghan wanted to be angry at first, but when he heard him say that, he was speechless.

Also, if this child is a female, a dowry will also be prepared when he is married off in the future. It is always right to have a generous one.

While Wu Dahu was cooking, Song Qinghan went to feed the rabbit under the firewood, saw the female rabbit nestling in the corner motionless, looking a bit sleepy, couldn't help but grabbed it out, wanted to see what happened one thing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as my hand touched its belly, I was shocked by the touch.

He walked into the kitchen with the female rabbit carefully in his arms, and said in a daze, "Is this female rabbit pregnant? Why does it seem that there is something in its belly when I touch it?"

Wu Dahu wiped his hands, touched the female rabbit's belly carefully, and confirmed: "Yes, she is pregnant. It seems that another nest is going to be made, and they will be separated when the time comes."

Song Qinghan wondered: "Why? Wouldn't it be warmer to keep them together?"

Wu Dahu smiled and explained: "Although they are domesticated rabbits, their ancestors are wild rabbits. They usually look good, but once they are pregnant, the wildness in the female rabbit will be exposed. I am afraid that the two rabbits will fight each other." Get up and hurt each other."

Song Qinghan had never heard of this truth in modern times, but he didn't question it, he just nodded in understanding, carefully put the female rabbit back into the cage, specially selected some tender vegetables, and put them in front of it.

After the two of them had dinner, Wu Dahu really did what he said before, weaving a new cage out of vines, choosing some softer thatch and putting it in for cushioning, and then released the pregnant female rabbit. go in.

After finishing the rabbit work, he took the tools to the gate of the yard and began to deal with the elms that had been cut back.

Song Qinghan didn't have anything to do, so he moved a small bench outside and watched him work while blowing the wind.

Wu Dahu first chopped off all the small branches from the elm and put them aside, preparing to use them as firewood in the future.

Then use a planer to plan off the rough bark of the elm, and then use a saw to divide the elm into even planks, and lean against the courtyard wall one by one.

Although his movements were not proficient, they were slow and powerful. As long as he was sure of what he was going to do next, he would act decisively without delay, which made Song Qinghan's eyes blush.

After an hour, all the materials used as bed boards were ready.

The next steps seemed to be more difficult. Wu Dahu took a stone and drew on the ground, and then slowly sawed off the strangely shaped wooden frame from the elm.

After all the materials are prepared, the prototype of the bed frame has already come out. You only need to assemble them together to get a big bed with a width of six feet.

When Song Qinghan was expecting the final result, Wu Dahu suddenly stopped, straightened up and said: "Let's put it here and blow it overnight, and then continue with some waxing tomorrow."

Anyway, Song Qinghan didn't know how to make a bed, so when he saw what he said, he nodded, moved away from the bench and said, "You've worked hard, come sit and rest for a while, I'll get you Luo Han Guo tea."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the kitchen, poured a bowl of Luo Han Guo tea that was already cold, and carefully took it out to Wu Dahu.

After Wu Dahu took the arhat fruit tea, he drank it all in one gulp, and said to Song Qinghan, "When Lin Dafu comes, try not to open the door again, I'm worried that he will harm you."

Song Qinghan felt a little uncomfortable, and muttered: "I didn't plan to open the door today, it was because of the dowry, I closed it after I got it, and didn't open it until you showed up."

Seeing his displeasure, Wu Dahu explained: "I know there must be a reason for you to open the door, but I'm afraid that Lin Dafu will take advantage of your weakness and coax you to open the door. I see that he hasn't given up yet, and I'm afraid he is planning to attack you .”

The more he said that, the more it aroused Song Qinghan's rebellious psychology.

Song Qinghan snorted, turned around and walked into the room, and only said, "Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old kid."