A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

"You didn't say that before."

A somewhat deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Jiayi, causing Jiayi to jump up in fright, and ran behind Song Qinghan to hide.

Although Song Qinghan had never seen this person before, when he heard this sentence, he also understood that this person was the "Lord Lu" that Jiayi was talking about.

He had wondered before why such a good general would go to the wounded barracks specially, so he had found out the location of Jia Yi and came here to look for him.

From this point of view, this so-called Mr. Lu is really tempted by Jiayi, otherwise he wouldn't be so eager to cling to him.

It's a pity... Song Qinghan turned his head to glance at the nervous Jiayi, and sighed secretly.

After all, there is still intention to fall flowers, and flowing water is ruthless.

Perhaps it was because the so-called Mr. Lu's eyes were too fierce, Jiayi swallowed, and smiled stiffly: "I, I, I just said that casually..."

The man took a step forward, his tall figure was full of oppression, and even Song Qinghan felt a little creepy, let alone the family instrument as the person involved.

"Casual? Do you mean that sentence just now was casual? Or was what you said to me casual?"

The reason why Jiayi said this was to get away with it. Seeing him approaching every step of the way, she insisted on asking clearly, she felt a slap in the face, she walked out from behind Song Qinghan, and said with her hips crossed, "What if I just said it casually? Why are you so serious? What benefits can you get after asking clearly?"

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Jiayi to become like this.

Only a person who is spoiled to the extreme will act recklessly, because he knows that no matter what he does, that person will never leave him.

However... a deep disappointment flashed in the man's eyes, it seemed that he didn't intend to continue pampering the family, turned around, and said in a low voice: "If that's the case, then go follow Wu Your Excellency."

After finishing speaking, he walked out with a stride, his back straightened, although he looked bleak, the aura exuding from his whole body was chic.

Jiayi opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but after seeing that the man didn't even look back, she clenched her hands into fists, stomped her feet angrily, and said to herself, "Will you Why don't you come to me and see how I deal with you!"

Song Qinghan really wanted to remind him that if he didn't take the initiative to find that person, he might not come to him again this time, but after he thought about it carefully, it had nothing to do with him, so in the end it was nothing explain.

As for whether Jiayi will launch a more violent attack on Wu Dahu after losing his backing, that's another matter.

If this is the case, he can also observe Wu Dahu's reaction by the way. Didn't Wu Dahu say what kind of person he was before losing his memory, and what kind of person he will be after losing his memory?

After finishing the wounded barracks, Song Qinghan was supposed to go back to live in Wu Dahu's tent, but after thinking about Jiayi, he handed over the small stone to Wu Dahu in a mysterious way, and ran back to the original tent by himself. tent.

Fortunately, his previous bed hadn't been occupied yet, so he could fall asleep directly.

Another roommate was a little surprised when he saw Song Qinghan, but he didn't ask any questions. After all, in his opinion, Song Qinghan was no longer from the same world as them, and no matter what he did, it was possible.

Jiayi didn't have so many scruples. When she saw Song Qinghan, her face darkened, and she said angrily: "What are you doing here? It's an eyesore!"

Song Qinghan had noticed Jiayi's ugly face when he came in, so he didn't think he was in a bad mood because of himself. After smiling freely, he raised his eyebrows and said: "This is my tent, why can't I Running? I’m different from some people, I can only watch where I want to go, and I can’t go there anymore.”

These words hit Jiayi's mind, he slammed the bed board, raised his voice and said, "What are you talking about? When did I just watch? It's obvious that I don't want to go, so it's not that I can't go! I just want to go!" Don't fall for his tricks!"

He didn't seem to be aware of his slip of the tongue, his chest heaved violently, revealing his restlessness.

Song Qinghan looked at him with the eyes of a joke, and said indifferently: "Oh? Since you don't want to go, then go to bed early, don't look outside, there is no one outside."

Jiayi's face flushed, resentment and embarrassment at the same time, she burrowed directly under the quilt, turned her face to the inside of the tent, closed her eyes and did not speak.

After teasing him, Song Qinghan got into his quilt contentedly, looked at the ceiling quietly and said: "The encounter between people is really wonderful, maybe it's as close as something now, and it won't be anymore after a while." I can't see you anymore."

Jiayi didn't seem to understand his metaphor, sneered, and said arrogantly: "Are you talking about you and Mr. Wu? When Mr. Wu is promoted, your husband will probably become a show!"

Seeing that he deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, Song Qinghan was not annoyed, put his hands behind his head, pondered for a while before saying: "Sometimes I also think, if I hadn't married Wu Dahu back then, what would I be like now?" ? At that time, he was so poor that he didn’t even have any land, and he had no other advantages except his dispensable strength.”

His story-telling tone attracted Jiayi. Jiayi tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, trying to restrain her inner curiosity, and said in a low voice: "Then why did you marry him? It must be because I hope he will become rich in the future!"

Song Qinghan was amused by his childishness, raised his eyebrows and said: "You give me a try? Who can say clearly about this kind of thing in the future? You can be sure that Wu Dahu will continue to prosper, not decline in the middle way." ?"

Jiayi opened her mouth and found that she couldn't say a word, because he couldn't deny Song Qinghan's words.

Even if he is a general, as long as the emperor says a word, he may be demoted to a prisoner at any time, let alone Wu Dahu, a military officer.

At this time, the face of the man surnamed Lu emerged from his mind, as if imprinted in his mind, no matter how much he shook his head, he couldn't get rid of that face.

If it was all a gamble, why did he have to choose Wu Dahu, who already had a husband, instead of the clingy but still cute man surnamed Lu?

Another roommate of theirs has also been listening quietly, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I know that this life is so short, if you want to choose, choose the one you like, even if you are poor, you can live your life. If you don't like it Yes, even if there is more money, what's the use? Sooner or later, she will become a boudoir and resent her husband."