A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan glared at him, got up from the bed and said: "You are only allowed to worry me, but I am not allowed to worry you? How can there be such a reason?"

Seeing him misinterpreting his own words, Wu Dahu couldn't help laughing and crying. He shook his head and said, "I was wrong, but you can't go to the front line just to make me worry? Don't think my words are ugly. If I am really injured, there are those who are lame. A doctor is enough, if the injury is so bad that they can't save it, it may not be useful for you to go there, not to mention, if you really go, you may not be my exclusive doctor."

Song Qinghan's chest was blocked by his words, and he couldn't speak for a while. When he saw the sound of setting dishes and chopsticks outside, he stretched out his hand and pushed Wu Dahu, and said angrily: "Eat first, finish eating I'll talk to you later."

At this time, he finally understood how pitiful those women in ancient times were. On the one hand, the righteousness of the family and the country, and on the other hand, the love for their children. Even those who have received nine years of compulsory education cannot make choices easily, let alone What's more, those women who "have no talent is virtue".

There were more and more people sitting around for dinner. Fortunately, Hualien's hands and feet were quick and quick to add a few dishes, so that the dinner table did not look too shabby.

The triplets have probably never eaten in such a simple environment, and they looked a little reserved. In the end, they were the one who asked Song Qinghan "what is the first thing to do after taking them out?" He took the initiative and said, "Didn't you say that you would take us to have a good meal?"

Song Qinghan is not in a good mood right now, but he still said calmly: "Isn't the most delicious food in the world a home-cooked dish?"

The man was at a loss for words, thought about it, and found that it was indeed the case, but the home-cooked food in their hearts was obviously not the same as the home-cooked food in Song Qinghan's mouth, but this place is not barbarian after all, so he asked Song Qinghan to bring out their home-cooked food , it is really embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the silent mixed-race child, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Doctor Song is really kind, and takes everything home, but some people, even if they live for a while, are just trying to survive."

Song Qinghan raised his eyes, did not miss the contempt in his eyes, and thought that the situation of these mixed-race children is indeed not good, the people of Qingmu Kingdom reject them, and the barbarians also reject them, so they don't even have a place to stay ?

Seeing that the hands of the mixed race paused, as if they wanted to put down the bowls and chopsticks, Song Qinghan said calmly: "If you live, you are living. Only the living have the mind to think about the three, six and nine grades. If the dead are equal, then they are equal."

Unexpectedly, his words that were meant to choke that person actually had a subtle resonance in the ears of the triplets.

The three of them sighed at the same time, looking at the bright moon in the sky, they said: "Indeed, we are narrow-minded. Since we were caught out until now, haven't we been living in the world?"

Although there was no special expression on their faces, when they said this, the sorrowful temperament exuded from their bodies deeply infected the people around them. Even Wu Dahu couldn't help but paused his chopsticks. There was a touch of sadness.

After a while, it was probably the quiet atmosphere that woke up the triplets. They came to their senses and laughed and said, "Let's eat, don't let our three brothers disturb everyone's interest."

Song Qinghan sensitively noticed that something was changing in the triplets. After thinking for a while, he felt that this was not a bad thing. He shook his head and continued to think about what Wu Dahu said before.

He didn't agree with Wu Dahu's first half of what he said, that is, the lame doctor couldn't cure it, he didn't say that he would definitely be able to cure it, but most of them definitely could, but he couldn't find any rebuttal to Wu Dahu's second half of what he said for the time being reason.

If he followed the people from the Imperial Hospital, he would definitely obey the command like them, and treat whoever he asked to be treated. When he got busy, he might not even know that Wu Dahu was injured. This would be contrary to his original intention. up.

He is willing to save other people, but people have selfishness. Compared with others, he wants to give priority to Wu Dahu's safety.

If you just follow Dumb...is it feasible?

Seeing Song Qinghan eating every mouthful, Wu Dahu couldn't guess what he was thinking. After eating quickly, he hugged Xiaoshi and slowly fed him.

Since knowing the way to buy sheep, Xiao Shitou has never eaten anything else. Anyway, if the milk of a sheep stops, he will buy another sheep. The original sheep will be killed for meat, and neither side will be wasted.

Although Xiao Shitou can talk more, he doesn't speak easily, unless he is forced to whisper a few words in a milky voice.

Wu Dahu saw that Xiao Shitou was not serious when he was drinking milk, and his appearance was exactly the same as Song Qinghan's distracted appearance now, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly teased: "Shitou, Dad is going out to fight, you Just stay at home by yourself, okay?"

It is obvious that Xiao Shitou does not know the meaning of the word "fighting war", but he knows the meaning of "staying alone at home", his mouth narrowed, and he said in a childish voice: "Shitou don't stay at home alone!"

Wu Dahu raised his eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "Oh? Then let the female father stay with you at home, okay?"

Little Shitou has already distinguished who is the "father" and who is the "female father". Hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Song Qinghan, frowned, clapped his hands happily, and said loudly: "Okay! Shitou wants a female father." !"

Seeing that Song Qinghan's attention had been attracted by the movement here, Wu Dahu persisted and said: "Shitou, your female father doesn't want to stay with you at home now, why don't you try to persuade him?"

As he said that, he slowly tilted Xiao Shitou's body towards Song Qinghan's direction, Xiao Shitou also deflated his mouth forcefully, stretched out his hands, and said in a crying voice: "Don't you want Shitou anymore? Shitou, be good!" , woo woo..."

Song Qinghan looked at Xiao Shitou's two fat short hands, and his heart seemed to melt. The expression on his face eased, he stretched out his hand to hug him, patted his back lightly, and coaxed: "Female How could father not want stones? Female fathers like stones the most, and stones are the most obedient, don't cry, don't cry."

After hearing his words, Xiao Shitou's crying stopped abruptly, and he buried his face in Song Qinghan's arms, wiped away his snot and tears, raised his big eyes, and asked expectantly: "Really? Does the female father want to accompany Shitou at home?"

Seeing that his nose was red and he looked both wronged and hopeful, Song Qinghan sighed softly, stroked the back of his head, and said slowly: "Really, the female father will accompany Shitou."

After saying this, he raised his eyes, saw Wu Dahu's eyes were full of smiles, and gave Wu Dahu an angry look.