A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

In Song Qinghan's impression, the kang is just a bed that can be used to burn a fire underneath. I really don't know whether I slept well or not.

After Wu Dahu and Qian Baozi built all the kangs in the three houses, it was already dark.

Qian Baozi came out to take a look, quickly put away all the things, slapped his thigh and said: "I have to go back quickly, or my little husband will have an opinion!"

Wu Dahu took his hand and asked, "How much is the total?"

Qian Baozi wanted to blurt out that he didn't want money, but he knew Wu Dahu's character, so he had no choice but to say: "The old rule is that a house is three taels, and the walls, kang and stove are three taels, a total of nine taels!"

He had already planned to ask Wu Dahu to pay on credit, but Wu Dahu reached out and touched his bosom, and actually took out a small ingot and put it in his hand.

Qian Baozi stared blankly at the ingot, and after a while, he realized that he stretched out his hand to touch his body, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Brother Dahu, I didn't bring any money, I'll give you the change later." Send it back!"

Wu Dahu nodded, the money between neighbors is not bad, so he has nothing to worry about.

It's just that he was a little worried that Song Qinghan would be unhappy, so he deliberately turned his head to look at Song Qinghan.

Although Song Qinghan frowned, it wasn't because Qian Baozi didn't bring change, and he felt that it would be too impersonal to let Qian Baozi go like this.

So he called Qian Baozi to stop: "Brother Baozi, wait a moment."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the room, took out a bag and entered the kitchen again.

Qian Baozi didn't understand his actions, just like Wu Dahu, he thought he was afraid that he wouldn't get the change back, so he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Dahu, why don't you come over and give it to me when you have the change? Anyway, I'm not bad." Use this little money!"

Wu Dahu was silent for a while, then refused: "Wait a little longer, I know you've already given me the lowest price, if you can't even get the cash back, I'm really sorry for you."

After standing in the cold wind for a while, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Song Qinghan finally came out of the kitchen.

Song Qinghan said apologetically, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I went to get some mangosteen and seasonings, and I wanted Brother Leopard to take them back and try something new."

Seeing that he didn't mention money, Wu Dahu knew that he was thinking too much, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

Qian Baozi took the bag with a smile, pushed Wu Dahu, and asked, "What is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Wu Dahu picked up a mangosteen and explained: "This is the raw material of the kind of tea you drank here today. After you go home, break it in half, put it in water, boil it and let it cool. You can drink it, yes, what effect does it have?"

Seeing him looking at him, Song Qinghan smiled and said: "It has the effect of clearing away heat and cooling blood, and can also beautify the skin. It's just that pregnant women and men should not drink too much."

Qian Baozi suddenly realized, and said happily: "My little husband is probably going to die of laughter, he likes tinkering with things that are beautifying and beautifying!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the star anise and other seasonings and smelled them, and asked doubtfully, "Are these also soaked in water? It doesn't smell very good."

Mangosteen smells like a light fragrance, star anise and other things only have a spicy smell, even if you think it is fragrant at first, you will find it very offensive if you smell it too much.

Wu Dahu dialed it with his hand, pointed to the seasoning he had dialed out, and said, "This is one serving, you put them in when you cook the meat, and when the meat is cooked, it will become much tastier than before."

Qian Baozi nodded thoughtfully. Although it was the first time he heard such a statement, he still chose to believe Wu Dahu, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "You have a good husband! Then I won't have many Come on, let's go home and eat!"

Wu Dahu nodded, Song Qinghan watched him leave with a smile, and said after his figure disappeared: "I didn't expect to build a house so cheap, or did he specially reduce the price for you?"

You know, their house has undergone earth-shaking changes. If it were placed in modern times, it would be impossible to complete it without tens of thousands of yuan. It only cost nine taels of silver to get it done here, which is cheaper than a big bed. !

Wu Dahu gave a "hmm" and confirmed his guess: "He has reduced the price. Normally, it would cost nine taels to build a house. Even if my help is included, it can be built with nine taels of silver." After finishing this yard, it is almost half the price.”

Song Qinghan suddenly realized, rolled his eyes, and felt that Wu Dahu is not a person who likes to take advantage of others, so it is a bit strange that he would accept Qian Baozi's love so readily this time.

So he tentatively asked: "Has he accepted your favor before?"

Wu Dahu didn't deny it, nodded and said: "Leopard has been suffering for a long time since his father passed away. During that time, I often helped him. Later, his life gradually improved, and he often said that he would come to pay back my favor. , to help me build a house, but I refused, this time it will be considered clear."

Only then did Song Qinghan understand why the relationship between the two of them seemed so good, just like "fucking".

A gust of autumn wind blew, Wu Dahu came back to his senses, sent Song Qinghan into the room, and said: "You rest for a while, I will cook."

Song Qinghan nodded obediently, looking at his back, feeling very warm.

He is indeed a loyal, honest and kind-hearted person. He must be a good father in the future, and he is very happy to be his son.

Seeing that he was jealous of the unborn child in his stomach, Song Qinghan touched his stomach dumbfounded, thinking that even if he was given a choice, he would choose to travel to this body instead of the child in his stomach. body.

Wearing this body, although there are a lot of bad things to face, but there is hope to be with Wu Dahu. If you wear this little kid in your stomach, you can really only "look at the ocean and sigh".

If it's a boy, it's okay, try to be a powerful person like Wu Dahu, if it's a female, it's unlucky, I'm afraid no matter how much you play the lantern, you won't be able to find a good husband.

After Wu Dahu cooked the rice, the two of them finished their dinner happily and began to tidy up the things in the room.

Speaking of tidying up, in fact, there is nothing special to tidy up, just move out the original small bed and put it in the next room, and then move the assembled big bed into the current room.

When they finished washing and were about to go to bed, the two of them felt awkward.

Although the two had already had a special relationship, sharing the same bed was really "the first time a big girl got on a sedan chair".

Song Qinghan coughed lightly, and climbed into the innermost part of the big bed first, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, and turned his face towards the wall.

Accompanied by the sound of his heart beating like a drum, Wu Dahu slowly sat up on the bed and got into the bed.

Song Qinghan couldn't help turning around quietly, and glanced in Wu Dahu's direction from the corner of his eye.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by Wu Dahu just as soon as he turned his head.

"What's the matter? Are you not used to it? Is it squeezing you? You should sleep out a little bit, it's easy to catch cold if you lean against the wall too much."

Seeing that his peeping was discovered, Song Qinghan turned his head back in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, don't sleep too far outside, it's easy to roll off."

After saying this, he suddenly realized that the candle hadn't been blown out yet, and when he turned his head to remind Wu Dahu, a strong force came from his waist and hugged him out.

The two looked at each other, and their posture was somewhat intimate, and the atmosphere inevitably heated up.

Seeing Wu Dahu's burning eyes, Song Qinghan blushed, turned his head away, and said softly, "You haven't blown out the candle yet."

Wu Dahu gave an "um", his tone was even lower than usual, and a little hoarse.

"I want to see if you're used to it. If you're not used to it, I'll sleep over there."

Song Qinghan didn't know which string in his mind was broken, so he blurted out: "Just sleep here, I'm afraid of the cold."

After speaking, he retracted his head into the bed like a turtle.

What did he say?He and Wu Dahu are not in the same bed, even if Wu Dahu sleeps here, it can't solve his problem of being afraid of the cold!

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Dahu actually put his hand into Song Qinghan's bed.

Song Qinghan was so nervous that his face flushed red, as if a deer was dancing in his heart, and he didn't know what he was expecting.

Seeing Wu Dahu's hand touching his own feet, Song Qinghan let out a soft cry and said, "What are you doing?"

Wu Dahu's hands were very warm, and Song Qinghan's feet were very cold, forming a stark contrast.

"Why is it so cold? Do you fall asleep like this every day?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Dahu not only did not dislike Song Qinghan's feet, but even stretched out his hand to put both of them into his arms.

Song Qinghan lifted the quilt in surprise, half-sitting and looking at the end of the bed, seeing Wu Dahu completely turned around and sleeping on the other end, he couldn't help but said: "I'm fine, just get used to it, probably because this body is too weak. Thin."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had missed something, and quickly coughed to cover it up.

Although Wu Dahu was a little surprised why he called his body "this body", he didn't pay much attention to it. He focused all his attention on his first sentence, with a flash of distress in his eyes, and said slowly: "It's so cold, how can you get used to it? I'll cover it for you, and you can cover yourself with the quilt and sleep."

The blush on Song Qinghan's face hadn't dissipated yet, and he obediently lay down in the bed, and changed direction so that his back was facing the wall.

Unexpectedly, just as his feet felt warm, Wu Dahu's hand left.

Although he knew that the other party had no obligation to warm his feet, not to mention that he had warmed his feet for a long time just now, Song Qinghan still felt empty, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Wu Dahu got up and blew out the candles, returned to the bed, unbuttoned his shirt, and let Song Qinghan's feet completely stick to his arms.

Song Qinghan couldn't help shrinking his feet, and said softly: "You're too cold like this."