A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song QingHan touched his face in the dark, not two eyes, a nose and a mouth? What does it have to do with beauty?

After chatting with each other for a while, song QingHan fell asleep because she was pregnant.

When he woke up the next day, Wu Dahu had already left, and the grass and cotton tire on the ground were cleaned up. 𝙛𝘳𝘦e𝓌e𝗯n𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝚘𝑚

Song QingHan thought: This Wu Dahu is really a good living partner. Although the house is broken, he always cleans it up. Even his clothes are old but clean.

After he went to the kitchen to eat the warm yam, the door of the courtyard was suddenly knocked.

"Big tiger? Is big tiger there? " It's a young man's voice.

Song QingHan hesitated for a while and didn't say anything.

Anyway, Wu Dahu is not here. It's useless for him to open the door.

Perhaps because there was no response inside, the man outside lowered his voice and said, "then I'll put the things here. When big tiger comes back, it should be seen."

To deliver? Song QingHan reached out and the gate opened.

Four eyes opposite, song QingHan saw the hostility in that person's eyes.

"Are you the shameless woman?" The man grabbed the bamboo basket on his hand and frowned.

Song QingHan looked at him calmly, and said in his heart: he was a handsome elder brother with red lips and white teeth.

Such hostility, song QingHan is no stranger, he used to see in the eyes of those women.

Who let him rob their dream lover?

After judging the situation, song QingHan smiles and says naturally: "it should be. My husband is only a female man."

He didn't know why he wanted to say this kind of words on purpose, but when he found out that someone actually adored the wood, he felt a little uncomfortable.

That does not understand the amorous feelings, the poor and black man, in addition to the muscle has nothing, unexpectedly will be robbed with him!

Sure enough, after he said this, the little brother's eyes were red, he stamped his foot wrongly, and said angrily, "don't be shameless! wanton! It's you who killed big tiger! "

Song QingHan picked his eyebrows and said slowly: "how can this marriage be called a disaster? But one is willing to fight, and the other is willing to suffer. "

If he bites the upper and lower lips of the elder brother, he will not be a big guard! And now? The fields are gone and the money is gone. They are all squeezed out by your mother who eats people and doesn't vomit bones! I can only live by hunting! You have to live and die all day long. I really feel sorry for big tiger

"Xiaoqing, that's enough!"

Wu Dahu's figure suddenly appeared, and his face was ugly and he stopped. 𝑓𝗿𝐞𝘦𝘄ｅ𝘣n𝘰𝘷eƖ.c𝘰𝗺

The man, known as Xiaoqing, shivered and ran away without even daring to return.

Song QingHan stood still. When Wu Dahu passed him, his eyelashes trembled. Suddenly, he said, "is everything he said true?"

Wu Dahu stopped and closed the door with his backhand. He suppressed his emotion and said, "it's all over."

He was in the past, but song QingHan just knew how to pass?

"Are you stupid? For such a rotten person to give up a good future, you can give whatever they want? You don't even keep your own money! Knowing that he is pregnant, others won't want it. I'm afraid their family wants you to marry him. You have to rush to treat him as a treasure. Don't say that little brother, I'm not worth it for you! "

After such a long conversation, song QingHan turned cold and rubbed his head impatiently. He did not know whether he was angry with himself or Wu Dahu.

Wu Dahu clenched his fist and suddenly said, "it's not rotten."

Song QingHan stopped and asked, "what's not rotten?"

"You." Wu Dahu looked up at his eyes and said slowly, "it's not a rotten man."

When he finished, he felt like he didn't breathe.

Song QingHan turns around and looks at his lonely back. His eyes are sour. He quickly raises his head to suppress his tears.

He is a little envious of the original owner, can have such a person, quietly clean up the mess caused by themselves, but also in all people blame themselves, firmly stand on their side.

How lucky?

When song QingHan calmed down, he felt that he had acted recklessly.

In this matter, Wu Dahu is only a victim from the beginning to the end. What is his qualification to blame him?

He walked slowly into the kitchen, trying to ease their relationship, which had become awkward again.

"Why did you come back so early? Is yam good to sell? "

Wuda tiger head did not lift, light reply: "good sell, I sell a copper plate cheaper than sweet potato, so those people came to buy yam."

Song QingHan breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't stop putting himself into the role of Wu Dahu.

If I should have been sitting in a big warm house eating snacks, but now I can only sit on the floor in the dirty kitchen and count the coppers I just earned, how sad I should be.Wu Dahu looked like he could see through his thoughts. He raised his head slightly, but he still didn't look at him. He said slowly: "you don't have to feel sad. This is my choice after careful consideration. I have already thought about the consequences. The only regret is that you have suffered with me."

Then he handed over a black jar and said, "didn't you say yesterday that you'd like to make wine in a sugar jar? I bought you a jar of wine today. I don't know if it's enough. "

Song QingHan took over the jar and took a deep look at Wu Dahu.

This man is thick and thin, sensitive and affectionate. No wonder he has such a lovely admirer. It's a pity that...

he took a look at his belly and suddenly felt lucky.

Fortunately, with the magic weapon of children, Wu Dahu still belongs to himself for the time being. As for the future, he doesn't want to think about it.

Song QingHan washed the sugar jar, dried it, then put it into the wine jar, sealed the mouth with mud, and placed it in the corner of the room.

It's still early. It seems that Wu Dahu wants to go to the mountain, but he wants to help song QingHan make lunch. For a while, he is restless.

Song QingHan also saw through his idea this time and said: "you go, be careful not to touch the wound on your hand. It's very troublesome to be infected. I'll cook by myself."

Wu Dahu finally took a look at him. After seeing that he looked calm, he nodded, picked up the basket and went out.

Near noon, song QingHan had just finished his lunch when he heard a rush knocking on the door outside.

"Big tiger! Big tiger, help! Save my father

Song QingHan didn't want to answer Xiao Qing's voice, but he opened the door after hearing the half words behind him. Before he responded, he asked, "what's wrong with your female father?"

Xiao Qing took a look at the yard, but he could not see Wu Dahu as he wished. But he clearly remembered that Wu Dahu was back. He turned to song QingHan and asked angrily, "where did you send brother Dahu to? Not even lunch for him? "

Song QingHan impatiently took out his ears and repeated his question: "what's wrong with your female father?"

Xiao Qing hesitated for a moment, knowing the seriousness of the matter. He was afraid that song QingHan would not tell him the whereabouts of Wu Dahu without asking why. He said, "my father just fell off the roof and scraped onto a piece of wood. There was a long gap in his back and a lot of blood was shed..."

seeing his voice choking, song QingHan knew that this was not a fake. He frowned and said in a deep voice:“ Take me there

Xiaoqing thought he still didn't believe it. He had to see it with his own eyes. He stamped his foot heavily and cried, "what's the use of going there? Go to find big tiger! Brother big tiger has been hunting in the mountains for years. He knows that some herbs can cure diseases. If he is late, his father will die! "

Song QingHan was made a little headache by him. He resolutely took his hand and pulled it out. He said coldly, "if you make trouble here again, your female father will really die. Lead the way quickly!"

Xiao Qing seemed to be shocked by song QingHan's sudden change of momentum. She looked at him blankly, and then woke up and ran to her own home.

When they entered Xiaoqing's house, his female father was still lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

Another middle-aged man, probably Xiao Qing's father, walked around beside him at a loss, looking helpless.

When he saw Xiaoqing bring someone in, his father's eyes lit up and called, "big tiger..."

Song QingHan glanced at him and calmly directed: "Xiaoqing goes to boil water, take out the needles and thread at home, and if there is wine, take it out."

With that, he went to the little green female father, took a look at his wound, frowned and said, "take him to a clean bed and take off his coat."

After he gave orders, he saw that the two men were still, and cried out, "don't go quickly!"

Xiao Qing and his father started to act as if they were just waking up from a dream. Although they were in a hurry, they were prepared according to song QingHan's theory.

Song QingHan took up his sleeve, cleaned up the blood around Xiaoqing's female father's wound with a hot towel, disinfected his hands and stitches with wine, then roasted the needle on the flame for a moment, and then quickly walked to Xiaoqing's father to help him sew up the wound.

Xiao Qing couldn't help but question: "sewing is used to sew clothes...

Song QingHan glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head and continued to sew.

Even Xiao Qing's father didn't dare to speak when his eyes were so swept. He could only comfort himself that he was a dead horse doctor. After all, such a wide wound, even herbal medicine, could hardly stop the bleeding.

After finishing the last stitch, song QingHan straightened up and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand wearily to stop his faltering trend and said in a soft voice, "OK."

Xiaoqing and his father rushed to the bed. After seeing that the back of Xiaoqing's female father had been stitched up smoothly and there was no blood flowing out, they cried with joy and said excitedly, "God bless, it's OK!"

Song QingHan rubbed his temples and poured a basin of cold water on them. He said, "you can't say it's OK. If you stay through tonight, if the wound doesn't become inflamed, the probability of nothing will be greater."Xiao Qing's body trembled and finally realized his existence. She stood up slowly, lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "what did you mean by what you just said? How can I make my father OK