A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Little Shitou could not understand such complicated words. Seeing that his hands were tied, his voice became more and more angry. He closed his eyes and shouted: "Bad guy! Dad! Bad guy!"

Seeing other people's eyes staring at this side, Wu Dahu pursed his lips, and put down the curtain of the tent, blocking all curious eyes.

Song Qinghan said he wanted to rest, but he didn't go back to his tent, because he was worried that when he saw Jiayi's face in anger, he couldn't help punching him.

But if it's true, Wu Dahu has to bear most of the responsibility, so he can't do this kind of anger thing.

There were only a few places he could go to, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of Shu Luo.

Shu Luo has been living comfortably in the wounded barracks recently, because the skills he learned from Song Qinghan have become more and more perfect, so his status has risen accordingly. Even if he talks back to the chief of the military doctor in front of everyone, the chief of the military doctor can't do anything to him At most, he turned around and walked away in anger.

So when he saw Song Qinghan, who hadn't appeared in front of him for a long time, suddenly came to look for him, he felt flattered in his heart, and asked repeatedly: "What's the matter? Did someone make you angry? Tell me, I will help you decide !Even if I am a general, I am not helpless..."

Seeing Song Qinghan glance at him lightly, Shu Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously said, "Is he really a general?"

There was a look of confusion on his face, as if he was regretting that he had boasted too much just now.

The general made Song Qinghan angry, what can he do?To give the general a chin?I'm afraid that the bowl of croton will go into his stomach after he finished.

Song Qinghan sighed faintly, and said wearily: "Shu Luo, you said that if someone did something that made you very angry while drunk, what would you do?"

Shu Luo knew that the topic was coming, so she quickly listened with her ears up. After listening, she asked inexplicably, "That's all?"

Song Qinghan froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand why Shu Luo seemed so relaxed, nodded and said, "That's all."

The two looked at each other, and Shu Luo suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Of course I chose to forgive him and empty his property."

Seeing that Song Qinghan was completely stunned after listening to his answer, Shu Luo seemed to feel that this was not enough, looked around, leaned close to Song Qinghan's ear, and whispered: "If you think this is not enough to relieve your anger, Just send someone to humiliate him, and finally come forward to solve it personally, so that he will be grateful, and from then on, he will be your cow and horse, and send him as you like..."

Song Qinghan became speechless the more he listened, but he couldn't refute anything, because he knew that this was Shu Luo's real thought.

So he thought about it carefully in his heart, and seeing that he didn't offend Shu Luo, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief quietly.

Seeing that Song Qinghan was silent, Shu Luo suddenly asked curiously: "Who did this to you? Master Wu? But he..."

Song Qinghan waved his hand, and said somewhat depressedly: "You don't care who it is, anyway, are there any other ways?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Shu Luo swallowed the second half of his words obediently.

Shu Luo thought about it carefully, and suddenly said: "If you won't be angry all the time, then choose to forgive, but if you will always mind this matter, then you won't forgive. After all, a lifetime is so long, if you keep facing a diaphragm My own people feel uncomfortable just thinking about it."

Song Qinghan paused, and found that his words were similar to what he had said to admonish Jiayi before.

He asked himself, he was more or less mentally clean, that's why he subconsciously took a step back when Wu Dahu tried to touch him. If it took a long time, he might be able to forget about it, but if Jiayi appeared in front of him from time to time Even if he wants to forget the words in front of him.

Seeing him entangled in a trance, Shu Luo helped him into the tent in fear, and comforted him: "What's the problem? Anyway, stretching out your hand and shrinking your head is just a knife. Just feel comfortable. What do you care about so much?"

Song Qinghan rolled his eyes and looked at him for a while, then suddenly said: "You are right, as long as you are comfortable, I am not the Holy Father, so why should I sacrifice myself to help others?"

After finishing speaking, he stood up abruptly and walked out quickly.

Shu Luo scratched his head after he left, and said to himself: "I just said that casually...but who made him angry? Didn't Wu Dahu get drunk once?"

It's a pity that Song Qinghan has gone a long way, and there is no possibility of hearing his last words, otherwise the matter would be simple.

After walking all the way back to his tent, Song Qinghan stopped. Seeing that Jiayi was the only person in the tent, he said directly, "Even if you are pregnant with Wu Dahu's child, you can't enter Wu Dahu's house, let alone just I've slept with him all night, so I advise you to give up, Wu Dahu, I can't give it to you!"

Jiayi was stunned, doubts flashed in her red and swollen eyes, and she said tentatively: "Who told you, I slept with Master Wu all night?"

Song Qinghan thought that Jiayi was provoking, raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be several nights?"

Although he looked very calm when he said this, in fact, a storm had already set off in his heart.

If Jiayi really meant that, he might not be able to resist attacking Wu Dahu.

One time can be regarded as a mistake, two or three times is really unbearable!

Jiayi paused, rolled her eyes and thought for a while, her face gradually became strange.

"That's not...it's just that, after all this, you still refuse to let me in?"

Song Qinghan was so angry that he couldn't distinguish the meaning of Jiayi's face. When he heard the words, he thought he was pretending to be pitiful, and sneered, "Is that so? Isn't it just one night? If you really want to enter, then don't blame me for being cruel, not only Sit on the reputation of being a jealous husband, and by the way, the fact that you are a poisonous husband!"

Unexpectedly, Jiayi didn't talk back to him anymore, nodded and said: "It makes sense, I am alone and helpless, if I really go to your house, I won't know when I will be killed, so I give up Now, you can breathe a sigh of relief."

This time it was Song Qinghan's turn to pause, he was like a powder keg that was about to explode, and the only vent was blocked by someone, he was really aggrieved.

He scanned the family instrument suspiciously, finally saw something was wrong, frowned and said, "You cried just now? Why? Do you really want to understand?"

With a calm face, Jiayi lowered her head and made up the bed she had just messed up, and said softly: "I'm not stupid enough yet, I can still tell who treats me well and who treats me badly. I am persistent."