A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing him like this, Wu Dahu didn't want to say it even if he had a thousand worries, so he sighed softly, got up and put the empty bowl back into the kitchen.

Song Qinghan would sulk when he was alone in the room, but after he calmed down, he began to regret it.

Obviously Wu Dahu was only worried about him, and he just didn't appreciate it, but he complained about Wu Dahu, what's the reason?

He was not a willful person before, and he was gentle and considerate to his colleagues and patients, but after arriving here, he always had trouble with Wu Dahu, which is really strange.

After much deliberation, Song Qinghan did not come to a conclusion, and finally had to attribute the reason to the changes in hormones after pregnancy, which affected her mood.

Hearing the sound of sanding coming from outside, Song Qinghan couldn't sit still anymore, and walked out slowly to assist Wu Dahu to dry all the bag of Luo Han Guo, put it in the bag, and put it in the corner.

After finishing the Luo Han Guo, Wu Dahu thought for a while, and said to Song Qinghan: "The bed should be ready tomorrow, and then I will find a place to put this old bed, and in two more months, you will give birth , children also need a place to live, so I thought about going to the village mason to expand the yard and the house, okay?"

How could Song Qinghan refuse such a good thing?So he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, followed behind Wu Dahu like a follower, and said eagerly: "I want to go too!"

Wu Dahu nodded, and led him out of the courtyard gate, towards the village.

Although there were still many pointing people along the way, Song Qinghan was able to "keep his ears shut" and calmly followed Wu Dahu into a magnificent courtyard at the head of the village.

After seeing Wu Dahu, the people in the yard enthusiastically said: "Dahu, why are you here? Do you want to add a room?"

Song Qinghan saw the young man who spoke nodded to him, although he was surprised, he also nodded in return.

Wu Dahu patted the man on the shoulder, looked very familiar, nodded and said, "That's right, I want to add two rooms and expand the courtyard, when do you have time?"

The man slapped his thigh and said happily: "That's right! I said a long time ago that your yard has to be expanded, and you can live in it when you marry your husband. You don't listen! But it's not too late now, wait for the child It will be troublesome to expand after birth! Let's go, let's go, I'll bring my things, and I'll go with you now!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed to pack his things, looking more anxious than Wu Dahu.

The three of them walked out while talking, and from Wu Dahu's mouth, Song Qinghan learned that this young man's name was Qian Baozi, who was born in the same year as him.

Not only that, but the two even have similar names.

I heard that Qian Baozi's father had always admired Wu Dahu's father. After learning that he named his son Dahu, he named his son Leopard with a similar meaning. brother".

After Qian Baozi arrived at Wu Dahu's yard, he put the tools on the ground, threw a hammer into his hand, and said with a smile, "Come on, we brothers can finally cooperate once!"

After finishing speaking, the two walked to the courtyard wall in tacit agreement, swung the hammer, and after hitting it a few times, the courtyard wall completely collapsed.

Song Qinghan had been reminded by Wu Dahu to stand far away, so he saw the scene of the courtyard wall falling clearly.

The two moved very quickly. After smashing the courtyard wall, they started mixing mud and discussing the location of the new courtyard wall at the same time.

After an incense stick of time, the two men who finished the discussion started to build a new courtyard wall.

Song Qinghan watched a brand-new courtyard wall gradually take shape under the hands of the two, and felt admiration.

Without reinforced concrete and automated machines, you can build the house of your dreams with just hardworking hands. It's amazing!

However, building a house was not that simple. After Wu Dahu and his wife finished the new courtyard wall thoroughly, it was already dark.

Wu Dahu wanted to ask Qian Baozi to come down to eat with him, but Qian Baozi waved his hand and said mysteriously: "My new husband won't let him, he's so clingy! It's comparable to you!"

After he left, Wu Dahu took a closer look at Song Qinghan. He didn't understand how Qian Baozi could tell that Song Qinghan was sticking to him. He always had such a mysterious appearance that people couldn't see through. , making his heart flutter like a bamboo basket fetching water, but it was still empty.

During dinner, Song Qinghan became talkative, pointing to the open space outside, imagining the future.

"We can open up a vegetable field here, plant some radishes and cabbage, as well as green onions, ginger and garlic, and build a shelf on it, wrap winter melon vines and loofah vines, and then we will have no worries about eating vegetables all year round."

"Then there will be free space to grow mangosteen in the back, and then there will be some soil below to grow mushrooms. It's really beautiful."

"Oh, by the way, you can also plant some flowers and plants against the wall, such as roses, roses, etc., and add some elegance to our yard."

"..."

Wu Dahu saw him chattering about his plans for the yard, even forgot to eat, a deep smile welled up in his eyes, and he nodded from time to time, remembering all his words in his heart.

After Song Qinghan realized that the food was already cold, Wu Dahu reheated the food for him without any complaints, and then urged him: "Eat quickly, and plan after eating."

Song Qinghan put the food in his mouth, thought for a while, and asked, "Don't you have any plans? I have planned everything, so you won't have any personal space by then?"

"Private space?" Wu Dahu realized the meaning of the word after repeating it again, shook his head with a smile, and said, "I don't want any private space, it's great to be with you."

His unexpected confession made Song Qinghan almost choke the food down his throat.

"Ahem, then, then, don't you want to stay by yourself?"

Song Qinghan drank his saliva and asked curiously.

Wu Dahu thought for a while, hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "Yes, yes, but at that time I preferred to run to the back of the mountain. It is quiet and comfortable there, and it is truly 'stay by myself'."

Seeing that he was a little depressed, Song Qinghan knew that his own words had caused him bad memories, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Then, how many children do you want in the future?"

After saying this, Wu Dahu was fine, and Song Qinghan's own mood sank.

Until now, he still feels that Wu Dahu will treat him well. A large part of the reason is that he is pregnant with Wu Dahu's child. After the child is born, a wayward and lazy person like him will definitely be disgusted by Wu Dahu Bar?

At that time, even if Wu Dahu is benevolent and keeps him, there is no guarantee that he will take a concubine or something, so what will Wu Dahu's child have to do with him?

Wu Dahu glanced at him, knowing that he didn't like the taste of pregnancy, he hesitated and said: "It depends on the situation, if possible, the more the better, but one is fine."

However, Song Qinghan was completely immersed in his fantasy, and only noticed Wu Dahu's first sentence, and completely ignored his second sentence.

The more the better... I'm afraid the courtyard will not be full of Wu Dahu's concubines and children, he and the brat in his belly can only nest in the corner and cry.

Wu Dahu didn't know which of his answers offended him. Seeing him finish the meal quickly, he returned to the room angrily, shook his head with a wry smile, and cleaned up the dirty bowl.

The next morning, Wu Dahu got up very early, walked around to the back of the yard, moved all the materials prepared yesterday into the yard, and then slowly assembled them.

When Song Qinghan rubbed his eyes and left the room, a brand new six-foot wide bed had already appeared in front of him.

He couldn't help but sat up and sat down, and said happily: "This bed is really solid! A real solid wood bed, if it is placed in the present... I don't know how expensive it will be!"

Although Wu Dahu didn't hear the place he mentioned clearly, he still shook his head and said honestly: "It's not expensive, and elm wood is not rare. If you know a little bit about carpentry and have the strength, you can do it yourself."

The key is that there are not many people who know a little bit about carpentry and are strong!Song Qinghan rolled his eyes and thought.

He has realized now that Wu Dahu doesn't know how powerful he is at all, and this may have something to do with his omnipotent father.

Wu Dahu never compares himself with ordinary people, only compares himself with his father, it must be that he feels that his ability is far from enough, but he does not know that if he is placed among ordinary people, he is already a decathlon.

After they finished their breakfast, Qian Baozi also rushed over with a refreshed look on his face.

Wu Dahu smiled and asked him: "What good happened early in the morning? Did the magpie come to your door?"

Seeing Song Qinghan enter the house, Qian Baozi put his arms around Wu Dahu's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "My little husband won't let me go early in the morning, and I have to hand in the food storage. Do you think it's beautiful?"

This kind of nonsense is something that any man can understand, but Wu Dahu's face is a bit embarrassed, obviously he is not used to talking to people like this.

Seeing his ugly face, Qian Baozi misunderstood his meaning, and said quietly: "Could it be that your husband won't let you hand it over? Or is it because of pregnancy? Don't be afraid! I've made inquiries, and it will be ready in three months... ..hehehe."

Seeing Song Qinghan come out again, Wu Dahu coughed dryly with a reddish face, pushed Qian Baozi away, and said solemnly: "Let's start working."

Song Qinghan saw that Qian Baozi looked at Wu Dahu with "can only understand" eyes, and a blush appeared on Wu Dahu's expressionless face for many years, so he couldn't help becoming suspicious.

Could it be that these two people are tricky?Although there are all men here, maybe there is also a situation of "getting gay"?

Thinking of this, Song Qinghan's eyes on Qian Baozi changed, with a look of wariness and vigilance.

Qian Baozi thought that Song Qinghan had heard the conversation between the two, so he felt a little guilty when facing his undisguised gaze, and began to work with his eyes wandering.

Wu Dahu's performance was not much better, although the blush on his face had subsided, but his eyes did not dare to look in Song Qinghan's direction, he just lowered his head and made mud, those who didn't know thought he was a mud craftsman.

The strange reaction of these two people, on the contrary, confirmed Song Qinghan's guess in his heart. He moved out a small bench angrily, stared at the movements of the two without blinking, and coughed whenever the distance between the two was too close. , The two were so frightened that they separated immediately, not even daring to whisper.