A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing that the expressions of the two did not seem to be fake, Song Qinghan thought for a while, but he didn't refuse, but he didn't agree either, he just said: "After Brother Laifu comes back, let Dahu decide, if there is nothing else, I will go back first. "

Laifu escorted him home, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt something was wrong.

"Tiger? Where are you?"

Song Qinghan poked his head out and searched the entire yard, but couldn't find Wu Dahu.

Strange, where can a sick person go?If we were going to pick him up, we didn't meet him along the way.

Just when Song Qinghan was about to go out to find Wu Dahu, a huge blind bear suddenly jumped in from the door.

"what!"

Song Qinghan screamed, retreated to the corner of the wall, and took a closer look, only to find that blind man Xiong was dead, and the figure of Wu Dahu appeared behind blind man Xiong.

Wu Dahu didn't expect Song Qinghan to come back so soon, so he scratched his head and explained: "I heard Laifu mention the bear's skin before, and I wanted to go in to try my luck and see if this blind bear was taken away. I didn't expect it It was still on the tree, so I found a vine and tied it back, don’t worry, the wound is fine.”

As he spoke, he spread his hands, revealing the glaring white gauze on his chest, as if to prove that he did not use excessive force to cause the wound to burst.

Song Qinghan's face darkened, and he wanted to teach him a lesson, but felt that the deal was done and the lesson was useless, so he said in a good voice: "How much is the bear skin worth? You were injured once, and the medical expenses went to dozens of taels of silver. , and delay the income of the family, so do you think it is more important to protect your own health? A bearskin is just a bearskin, if it is gone, it will be gone. If you encounter any beasts on the road, the loss cannot be covered by a bearskin Got it."

Wu Dahu nodded, guilt flashed in his eyes, he thought about it, and asked, "Is there not enough food at home? I'll go to town tomorrow."

Song Qinghan shook his head and said: "No need, I've already asked Laifu to bring something, you can recuperate at home, and you can't go anywhere until you heal your injury."

After finishing speaking, he repeated the matter of Laifu and Zhu'er not wanting their money, and said: "When Laifu comes to deliver things, you can give him the money, I just helped them remove a thread, what's worth it?" That much money? What's more, they sent these two rabbits as consultation money before."

Wu Dahu looked at the rabbit in the cage following Song Qinghan's words, and said in surprise, "It's already born?"

Song Qinghan walked to the cage with him, looked at the five meatballs that had started to grow hair, and said with a smile: "Yes, I gave birth a few days ago. I've been busy these days, and I almost forgot about it."

The fluffy little rabbits are like elves, cute and well-behaved, Wu Dahu couldn't help laughing when he thought that Song Qinghan raised them for food.

Before going back to his room to rest, Wu Dahu took a look at Song Qinghan's eyes, and said beseechingly: "If you don't peel off the skin of this blind man quickly, the meat inside will be useless after it rots, why don't I... ...."

Although Song Qinghan really wanted to refuse, he also knew that his words were true. If he left this blind man like this, firstly, it would make the yard dirty, and secondly, it would also waste Wu Dahu's good intentions, so he had no choice but to He nodded and said, "Okay, take your time. If you feel pain from the wound, go in and rest quickly. There is no rush for this day."

Hearing what he said, Wu Dahu responded with a smile, took out his dagger, knelt down, and quickly dealt with the blind man.

Song Qinghan moved a bench out, sat behind him, and watched him peel the bear skin boredly.

It can be seen that although Wu Dahu is dealing with such a large animal for the first time, there is no hesitation in the technique.

A quarter of an hour passed, and half of the bear's skin had been peeled off. Fortunately, it was probably because of the cold weather. The meat of the blind bear showed no sign of decay at all, except that it was not fresh enough.

Seeing sweat appearing on Wu Dahu's forehead, Song Qinghan frowned and said, "It's almost time to rest, should all these meat be made into jerky?"

Wu Dahu stopped his hands obediently, washed the dirt on his hands with water, stood up, looked at the bear meat on the ground, and discussed: "Why don't you give some of it to the people in the village? And the village chief, the last time is over. After that, I haven’t seen him yet, so I don’t know what’s going on now.”

Song Qinghan had no objection, there was so much meat left and right, half of it was enough for all the people in the village to share, and even if they ate the rest every day, they could eat it for a month.

Do as soon as you think of it, Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan divided the bear meat after resting for an incense stick, went to the foot of the mountain to pick a handful of big leaves and came back, wrapped the divided meat and put it in the basket.

After finishing these, the two went out and walked towards the village chief's house.

Wu Pinglang was a little surprised when he saw the two of them, especially when he saw Wu Dahu's injury, he frowned and said, "Dahu, your injury is not caused by Xiang Tiange, is it? If so, you must Tell me, I still have a letter of guarantee that he promised not to attack you again, and I will help you get justice!"

Wu Dahu didn't expect that Wu Pinglang not only helped him solve the problem last time, but also helped him get security in the future. He was moved and explained: "Village chief, Xiang Tiange didn't come to trouble us later, presumably I won’t come here again, don’t worry, I was caught by Xiong Xiazi for this injury, because the injury is too serious, I’m going to bring that Xiong Xiazi back today, the meat is not too fresh, you just taste it .”

After speaking, he picked up the largest piece of meat from the basket and put it in Wu Pinglang's hands.

Wu Pinglang subconsciously refused: "No need, you sacrificed your life for this. Make it into dried meat and sell it in the town. I am the only one in my family now, and I can't eat much meat. It would be a waste to keep it."

Wu Dahu paused, and asked hesitantly: "The village chief Fulang..."

Wu Pinglang smiled wryly, shook his head and said: "He is not in prison, but if I let him continue to behave like this, there will be big troubles sooner or later, so I ordered him to go back and reflect."

Song Qinghan thought to himself, no wonder Wu Pinglang looks a bit sloppy now, as expected, there is no male and female in the family, so life is not so serious.

Wu Dahu thought for a while, and persuaded: "If the village chief, Fu Lang, already knew he was wrong, the village chief might as well bring him back as soon as possible. I believe that after he has seen the village chief's principles, he will not do that again."

It's not that he's too kind, it's just that from Wu Pinglang's appearance, sooner or later he will reconcile with Mei Xilin, so it's better to persuade him at this time, and treat it as selling Wu Pinglang's favor.

Wu Pinglang thought of Meixilin crying bitterly, his heart tightened, he couldn't help sighing, and said slowly: "It depends on the situation, you should take this meat back."

Seeing his resolute expression, Song Qinghan took out a smaller piece of meat from Wu Dahu's basket, and said to Wu Pinglang: "If the village head thinks that one person can't eat that much, and the meat will go bad, that's better than this, you take it first. Let’s eat this small piece, and after we finish making the jerky, I’ll give you some to taste, how about it? Or do you dislike this meat for a few days, it’s not fresh anymore?”

Hearing what he said, Wu Pinglang hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly took the smaller piece of meat, and said: "Then I'll taste it, as for the dried meat, there is no need, the tiger is injured, and the family has nothing to earn. At that time, take it to the town and sell it to subsidize the family."

Song Qinghan nodded with a smile, and his perception of the village head improved a lot.

I only hope that after this incident, Meixilin can have a longer memory, otherwise it is really a waste of such a good person as Wu Pinglang.

After they left Wu Pinglang's house, they went to several poorer families in the village and distributed the meat to them.

While walking on the road, Song Qinghan suddenly remembered something and asked, "What happened to Mr. Qin? We forgot to pick up the clothes we made last time."

Wu Dahu comforted: "It's okay, Grandpa Qin will help us keep our clothes."

As soon as the words fell, the two came to Grandpa Qin's house.

Wu Dahu called the door as usual, but waited for a long time before the door opened.

His eyes touched Grandpa Qin's leg, and he said in surprise, "Grandpa Qin, what's wrong with your leg?"

Grandpa Qin didn't answer his question, but instead asked in surprise: "Dahu, what's the matter with your injury? Why is it so tightly wrapped?"

Wu Dahu repeated what he had said to the village chief, took out the remaining two large pieces of meat from the basket, put them in Grandpa Qin's kitchen, and explained: "If you can't finish eating, put it on the fire Roast the meat into jerky, and boil it with plenty of water when you eat it.”

Grandpa Qin scolded with a smile: "You son of a bitch, grandpa has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. You need to teach me about this? Since you brought the meat, you don't have to pay for sewing clothes. If you count it carefully, I still took advantage of it."

Song Qinghan had already taken out the copper plate from his bosom, stuffed it into Grandpa Qin's hand, and said with a smile: "We gave you this meat, how can it be paid for?"

Grandpa Qin waved his hand, wanting to return the money to Song Qinghan, but his legs and feet were inconvenient, so he couldn't keep up with Song Qinghan's footsteps, and even almost tripped over.

"What are you doing?!"

A youthful voice suddenly sounded from outside the courtyard, it sounded faintly filled with anger.

Song Qinghan looked at the young man who rushed in to support Grandpa Qin, and explained: "We are here to deliver meat to Grandpa Qin, and take clothes by the way."

As if remembering something, the young man frowned and said, "Are you Wu Dahu's husband? You are the ones who caused Grandpa Qin's legs to become like this!"

Wu Dahu frowned, walked out of the shadows, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you say that?"

Grandpa Qin obviously wanted to calm things down, patted the young man's hand, shook his head and said, "Xiao Ning, don't talk nonsense, it's my own carelessness, it has nothing to do with Duhu."

The spirit of justice in Xiao Ning's chest had already been ignited, so how could she have so many scruples, pointing to the clothes Wu Dahu was holding in his hand, he said: "If you didn't come to get the clothes for so long, Grandpa was worried that you didn't have time, so I would give them to you personally." Send it over, how could you fall on the road?!"