A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

If there were no Lin Dafu's words and the "beautiful picture" he saw with his own eyes, he might have believed Song Qinghan's words and continued to live a poor but comfortable life with him honestly.

But after living like that?Is Song Qinghan really willing to live this kind of life with him?

Maybe temporarily, but I'm afraid it won't work for a long time, right?

He would complain about why there was no one to serve him, why he couldn't afford hairpins worth 5000 taels of silver each, or why he couldn't resist being framed by others.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

His father often said this sentence to him, although he didn't explain the reason to him in detail, but he knew that his female father left like this.

Do you want Song Qinghan to become the second heartbreaker?After the child was born, he found that he could not bear this kind of life, and ignored the child's plea, resolutely abandoned them and fell into the arms of the Lin family?

He doesn't want to do this, he doesn't want his children to repeat his mistakes.

If the result is really like this, he would rather let the child have no female father from the beginning, than let the child feel the pain of "losing" after knowing the happiness of "possessing".

Wu Dahu's mind flashed those images that he had sealed for a long time, the beautiful and cruel images of him getting along with his female father.

He slowly closed his eyes, suppressing the soreness in the corners of his eyes.

Since the mother father left, he swore that he would never cry because of the mother father again, nor would he cry because of that betrayer again.

The north wind is bleak, taking away the only fallen leaves on the trees.

Wu Dahu looked at the gradually darkening sky, and knew that he probably wouldn't be able to wait for Song Qinghan to chase him out.

That's right, I'm used to being pampered, how can I take care of other people's mood?

He walked slowly towards the yard, thinking that this time it was probably time to end it.

Song Qinghan was woken up by the sound outside, got up with his limp body, rubbed his eyes when he saw Wu Dahu, and said slowly: "Are you back? Are you not angry?"

"Let's make up."

An unexpected word slowly spit out from Wu Dahu's mouth.

Song Qinghan's hands paused, sullen eyes flashed across his eyes, he clenched his fists on both sides of his body, and said word by word: "I'll give you another chance, what did you say?"

"Let's make up."

As if Wu Dahu didn't feel Song Qinghan's anger at all, he repeated it clearly.

Song Qinghan smiled angrily, shrugged his shoulders, and said in disbelief: "Are you imitating those girls? You say break up every now and then, thinking that this way your boyfriend will spoil them unconditionally? I told you, why don't you I understand, you can tell me directly if you are interested, or do you want me to tell you everything that happened in these five days from the beginning to the end? She talks!"

He finished such a long series of words in one breath, even his face flushed, but he still felt uneasy, and continued: "Didn't you be released two days ago? Look at your current appearance! Here you are!" A broken bowl, you can go to the street to beg directly! I know you must have suffered in prison. This incident was originally caused by me, but you were blamed in the end. You didn’t see me when you came out. I will definitely be angry and sad, but!"

"Is life over? Is it necessary to let these rubbish emotions torment your body?!"

Wu Dahu waited for him to finish speaking, paused, and suddenly said: "I don't think we are suitable to live together. I can't protect you at all. If I can save you this time, what about next time? Next time? The Lin family can protect you , but you won’t protect me, in order to save me, you have to be restrained by Lin Dafu all the time, won’t you?”

After hearing his words, Song Qinghan's heart tightened.

What can't protect him?Aren't you worried that you will be dragged down again?

He couldn't help explaining: "Wang Huailing has already left here, and won't trip us up again."

Wu Dahu had no expression on his face, and said calmly: "If there is no Wang Huailing, there will be Zhang Huailing and Wu Huailing, right?"

Song Qinghan's chest froze and he couldn't say anything.

What can he say?Can he guarantee that his scourge-like physique will not attract disasters again?Can you guarantee that Wu Dahu won't be affected by Wu Dahu in the future?

The atmosphere in the courtyard fell into a strange silence, the moon gradually rose, casting a cold radiance, which froze even the heart.

In the end, Song Qinghan could only say: "Okay, let's make up."

Wu Dahu paused, and finally looked up at him, and when he spoke again, his voice became hoarse for some reason.

"Let's write and leave the book tomorrow, there is no paper and ink at home."

Song Qinghan let out a "hmm", walked into the kitchen by himself, and started cooking dinner.

So what about being sad?So what?You don't have to go on living.

Wu Dahu looked at his struggling back, and subconsciously took a step forward. After realizing something, he finally clenched his fist and turned to leave.

Song Qinghan looked back at the closed courtyard door, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Look, you are still machismo, you don't even want the house, and you just "clean up and leave the house".

He shook his head, put the pot on the fire, endured the thick smoke and blew on the firewood in the stove with his mouth, maybe it was too hard, the ashes were blown up violently and rushed towards him.

Two lines of tears flowed down both sides of the cheeks, Song Qinghan raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "This dust is really confusing."

After cooking the meal, he slowly chewed the food in his mouth according to his own habits.

The strange thing is that even though three tablespoons of salt and two handfuls of hot peppers were put in, the dish seemed to have no taste, which made him feel tasteless.

After eating, he boiled two pots of water by himself, scrubbed himself carefully, and then comfortably got into the long-lost quilt.

It's just that sleepiness swept over him, making his body unable to move, but his eyes were still staring at the ceiling.

"It's really hard to sleep with cold feet..."

The next morning, I don't know whether it was because the sun was too high or Wu Dahu's walking sound was too loud. When Song Qinghan was awakened, he subconsciously said, "I'm hungry..."

Wu Dahu glanced at him, immediately lowered his head, and said slowly: "I've already written the Heli book, whether you want to stay here or go elsewhere, it's up to you."

Seeing him turn around and leave, Song Qinghan's heart tightened, and he blurted out: "Where are you going?"

Wu Dahu's footsteps paused, without turning his head, he said: "There is always a place to go."

Song Qinghan watched Wu Dahu resolutely walk out of the courtyard, his eye circles turned red at some point, and murmured: "Why did you get so deep? He didn't want you, so don't be mean and chase after you."

The sun had risen to the very center of the sky, and Song Qinghan couldn't help shivering while standing under the sun.

It's winter, and even the sun is useless.

After brunch, he slowly swept the yard and threw a few greens into the rabbit's nest.

After noticing that the female rabbit had become extremely docile, he lowered his head and looked carefully at the female rabbit's body.

Five little bunny-like rabbits were nestling under the female rabbit, as if they were warming up or eating.

Song Qinghan turned his head happily, but found no one to share the joy.

His smile gradually subsided, he put fresh vegetables in the female rabbit's cage again, turned around and entered the room in silence.

He sat on the edge of the bed blankly, touched his stomach, and said slowly: "I will be alone in the future, how can I continue this business? I promised Dr. Luo that I would send Luo Han Guo to Huichun Tang after the matter subsided. There is a snack shop, if it is settled, it will be a big deal. It's gone, alas."

Although he didn't do any heavy work, he felt extremely sleepy. He lay down and fell asleep after he woke up not long ago.

This sleep was extremely uneasy, for a while he dreamed that Wu Dahu was lying in the grass, and for a while he dreamed that he was being chased by something.

In the dream, he could even feel the pain of being scratched by the sword grass flying past on both sides during the running process.

He wanted to turn his head to see what was chasing him, but a strong blow hit his back and knocked him to the ground.

Shocking roars rang in his ears, and he looked at the blind man in front of him who was taller than him, and slowly backed away.

However, Xiong Xiazi didn't seem to want to give him this chance, so he suddenly raised his huge bear paw and slapped it in his direction vigorously.

He rolled around to avoid it, this action angered the blind bear, it directly pressed down its huge body, stretched out its barbed tongue, as if it wanted to lick his face off.

Song Qinghan screamed, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his chest was also heaving violently, and he seemed to have not recovered from the dream just now.

He saw clearly that the pupil of that blind bear just now reflected Wu Dahu's face!

Uncontrollable fear swept Song Qinghan, he turned over and got out of bed, and when he put on his shoes, he found that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even put on the shoes.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

He still remembered the last time he dreamed that his female father was lying in a pool of blood. Although Wu Dahu had no blood relationship with him, the possibility of telepathy was very small, but what if, what if Wu Dahu was really killed by him at this time? A blind bear suppressed it?

According to what he saw in his dream, Wu Dahu was no match for that blind bear at all. I'm afraid that by the time he found Wu Dahu, it would be too late...

Song Qinghan picked up a hoe from the corner, opened the courtyard door, looked at the unfathomable forest, collected himself, and strode forward.