A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

This handwriting is very similar to the last time, but it is a little different. If you want to elaborate, it is probably the difference between random writing and serious writing.

Wu Dahu pondered for a while, then spread out the ball of paper and placed it in a corner of the desk so that he could see it at any time.

Anyway, it was the encouragement of others to him, and he couldn't help but appreciate it.

It's just that for some reason, he always feels that this tone doesn't sound like that of the female man who likes to dress up, but other people's words...why don't they come out?

He thought for a while, but seeing that he couldn't figure it out, he simply gave up thinking, lay down on the bed, relaxed his body, and began to summarize the lessons he had learned from leading the troops this time.

Probably because the victory of the last troop dispatch gave him a lot of confidence, so this failure made him even more disappointed.

The barbarians are indeed very powerful, not the kind of brave and foolhardy as rumored in the past, but the kind of wise and brave that makes them quite overwhelmed.

Although listening to the general's tone, it seems that some treasonous masters are giving advice to the barbarians, but it is also a matter of skill to be able to accept these advices and fully implement them.

Judging from the current situation, if Muhammad's side can't succeed quickly, the progress of the barbarians is probably unstoppable.

Thinking of Song Qinghan and Xiao Shitou in the back, Wu Dahu's eyes gradually became firm.

He really wants to win, whether it's for himself or for his family!

When Song Qinghan returned to the tent, Jiayi had just washed her face, and her almond-shaped eyes looked a little red and swollen. I don't know if she rubbed too hard, or she just cried.

Seeing Song Qinghan's calm face, Jiayi suddenly felt a sense of anger, staring at her eyes and said: "It's all your fault, let me put on heavy makeup! You must have bad intentions!"

After Song Qinghan put the small stone away, he untied the cloak, folded it and put it aside, raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm telling the truth, did that lord say that you are not good-looking? It's just that sometimes, good-looking doesn't mean everything .”

Jiayi frowned, thought carefully about Wu Dahu's performance today, and found that no matter what, he didn't say anything like "scare passersby". What?Is it because he has a bad voice?

Seeing the ever-changing expressions on Jiayi's face, Song Qinghan seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with a chuckle: "Adults, why haven't you seen such a beautiful thing? Those who can stay with them in the end, although There are the best-looking ones, but there must be some not-so-good-looking ones, and those not-so-good-looking ones can be favored for a longer period of time, why, have you ever thought about it?"

As soon as Song Qinghan's words came out, not to mention Jiayi, even the other male who pretended to be sleeping couldn't help opening his eyes, looking at Song Qinghan curiously, as if waiting for him to finish speaking.

Their eagerness for knowledge amused Song Qinghan, he lifted the quilt and got in, hugged the little stone into his arms, yawned and said: "Of course it's because they like what they like. A common topic, of course, can go a long way..."

Seeing that Song Qinghan closed his eyes after saying this, Jiayi pouted, blew out the candle, and climbed onto the bed on his own.

It's just that although the body is very tired, the spirit is extremely excited. Song Qinghan's words kept circling in his mind, as if to swallow him up.

That's right, if he and Wu Dahu had something in common, Wu Dahu probably wouldn't be so anxious to drive him out, right?

But what is the common thread?Talk about war?He is an ordinary male and female, how can he understand those things?Talk about customs?His vision is shallow, and he has traveled few places, so he would never even think of talking to Wu Dahu. The only thing he can talk to is probably... family?

Jiayi thought about it carefully, and designed several ways of dialogue in her mind. Seeing that the clothes were seamless, she closed her eyes contentedly, and fell into a dreamland.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qinghan went to empty the chamber pot as usual, but on the way, he heard some bad news.

"The barbarians launched an attack early in the morning. I don't know if they took some wrong medicine?"

"Who knows? The generals have gone out in person. I hope we can win the battle this time. Otherwise, where else can we retreat?"

"I don't think so. It's not that you don't know the barbarians. If you are not sure, how can they take the initiative to attack?"

"..."

Song Qinghan subconsciously walked to the vicinity of Wu Dahu's tent, and seemingly unintentionally asked the guard at the door: "Brother, I forgot whether I was in charge of this place, is the adult still there?"

The guard glanced at the little stone who was blinking and staring at him with big eyes, and felt that his somewhat depressed mood was immediately calmed down, and said patiently: "This is in charge of another person, and you are in charge, but my lord It's gone now, so if you want to help that person do more, it's not impossible."

After Song Qinghan received the information he wanted, he nodded and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm afraid that if I go in, I will be beaten to death by that person in a while."

After hearing what he said, the guard also smiled. After all, Jiayi was so attentive, anyone with a wink could see what was going on.

Of course the guard knew that Wu Dahu already had a family member, but as a man, he didn't have much feeling for this kind of female-male affair. Anyway, as long as Wu Dahu took a fancy to it, then everything would be fine, but it was just an extra table for dinner at home. It's just a mouth, but at present, it seems that Wu Dahu doesn't intend to add this kind of active mouth, so Jiayi's behavior seems a little ridiculous.

After Song Qinghan poured out the chamber pot, he had a general understanding of the situation of the expedition.

It seems that those people are not wrong, the barbarians have indeed made complete preparations, otherwise the general would not have brought so many people to fight. You must know that if there is too much loss at one time, there will be a lot of trouble for the follow-up arrangements. big impact.

Therefore, unless there is an unavoidable situation, it is impossible for there to be only such a few people left in the barracks.

When seeing Su San, Song Qinghan's conjecture was verified once again, because there were obviously fewer good horses in the racecourse.

Su San took the little stone over and said worriedly: "I don't know if I can hold it? Otherwise, you can just stay here today. When it comes to an emergency, you can take the little stone and leave. Anyway, I will definitely give it to you." The best horses, though not as good as those of the barbarians, are good enough to escape from here..."

Song Qinghan laughed, shook his head and said: "No need, if that kind of situation really happens, even if I can escape from here, how long can I escape? You know, the best generals in Qingmu are gathered here... .”