A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

After lunch, Wu Dahu was about to have a rest when he heard a knock on the door. His face sank. He walked quickly to open the door. When he saw the old man Zhu outside, his face slowed down and said in a soft voice, "are you looking for Xiaohan? He's in... "

" no, no, I'm here for you. " Zhu Laolian said, the smile on his face looked a little too warm.

Wu Dahu still remembers his intimate appearance with Zhai Su, but because he knows that he is not the wild man, his attitude is not good, but not bad. He calmly says, "what can I do for you?"

Zhu Laohe laughed and stroked: "thanks to the blessing of doctor song, I wish Ying's body is much better! I think about it, and it seems that there is no good way to repay you. It happens that Xing Liyu, the former champion of martial arts, came here to play. In the evening, he would hold a special banquet to meet the wind. At that time, the young talents of the state capital would show their skills at the banquet to ask Xing Liyu for advice. So I came to ask, would you like to go with me? "

Wu Dahu's face showed a touch of emotion. This kind of good opportunity was specially prepared for the children of the aristocratic family. If he could stand out at the banquet and get into Xing Liyu's eyes, even if he didn't get the No.1 martial arts scholar, his career in the future would be much smoother.

To say the least, even if you can't get into Xing Liyu's eyes, if you can get a word or two from Xing Liyu, you can make great progress in martial arts.

He wanted to go, but he didn't understand why Zhu would give such a good opportunity to himself. He didn't believe in such a big Zhufu house that there was no one to learn martial arts.

Mr. Zhu seemed to see Wu Dahu's concerns and sincerely said: "your skill is one of the best young talents I have ever met. If you can get the guidance of Xing Liyu, you will have a chance to fight for the champion of martial arts. At that time, I will live up to my expectation."

Wu Dahu listened to this and remained silent for a moment. At last, he nodded decisively and said, "in this way, it's better to obey the orders than to be respectful."

Seeing that he agreed, I wish the old man a deeper smile on his face. After agreeing with him on the time and place, he said hello to song QingHan and turned away.

After seeing Wu Dahu close the door, song QingHan asked curiously, "what's the matter? Isn't that a good thing? "

Wu Dahu sighed softly, nodded his head and said, "good things are good things. I'm worried that the human relationship will not go up."

Song QingHan stretched out his hand to smooth the sadness between his eyebrows and curled his mouth and said, "since you came to the state capital, you are more worried."

Wu Dahu was stunned by this remark. He looked down and thought for a moment. With a relieved smile, he held song QingHan in his arms and said in a soft voice, "I worry too much. In fact, how bad can it be? If it's a big deal, go back to farming. "

Listening to his powerful heartbeat, song QingHan gave a "um" sound, rubbed his face on his chin, and whispered: "this place is my hometown. As long as we are together, we will live the same life..."

Wu Dahu's heart moved. He bowed his head and put a kiss on song QingHan's forehead, holding him closer.

Unfortunately, the sweet time is always short. After a while, Wu Dahu will go to Liangyi hall. After seeing him leave, song QingHan is preparing to go back to his room to sleep. Suddenly, he hears the rapid cry of sheep from the rockery.

He walked quickly past, surprised to find that one of the female sheep in childbirth, lamb has been half exposed, it seems that at any time will fall down.

In a panic, he went to grab a bunch of grass and vegetables and threw them into the fence. One was to give the ewe nutrition, the other was to lay a protective pad on the ground, so that the lamb would not die on the ground, although the probability was almost zero.

With a tender "baa" sound sounded, song QingHan looked at the wet lamb and put his heart down.

Now that the female sheep have been produced, does that mean... Have goat milk to drink?

He took a big clean bowl and quietly turned it into the fence. He went to the ewe and separated the two sides with the lamb to squeeze the mellow milk out of the female.

After squeezing most of the bowl, he quickly stepped out into the kitchen and put the goat's milk into the pot and boiled it.

When the boiled goat's milk was cool, the little stone just wanted to eat. Song QingHan tried to feed him with a spoon. Seeing him eagerly sticking out his little tongue and chuckling, he knew that he could adapt to the taste of goat's milk, so he fed half a bowl of goat's milk to him one by one.

After feeding the stone, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and finally he could rest. Unexpectedly, there was a knock at the door of the courtyard.

He sighed and called out, "who is it?"

"Is that the young lady? We were sent by the old lady

With some flattering voice sounded, but he used those two words, really let song QingHan evil cold for a while.

The young lady, the old lady and so on, let him think of those TV drama full of all day long have nothing to do.

He opened the door, looked at the crowd outside, frowned and said, "what did he want you to do?"

The older woman in the first dress inadvertently pushed song QingHan away, waved to the people behind him, and led them into the courtyard quickly.Seeing song QingHan's gloomy face, he covered his mouth with a smile, waved his handkerchief and said, "don't be nervous, young lady. We are sent by the old lady to serve the young master. In the future, you can enjoy happiness!"

Looking at his strange appearance, song QingHan felt sick from the bottom of his heart. He said in a cold voice, "we don't welcome you. Get out of here!"

The woman's face was stiff, but soon covered the past with a fake smile, pretending not to hear song QingHan's words, and directing the boys to tidy up the yard.

Song QingHan saw that they didn't pay attention to themselves at all. He sneered and suddenly took out the scalpel and put it on the female man's neck. He said in a deep voice, "get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! "

The feeling of the cold blade touching the skin was so real that the female man shivered for a moment, and did not doubt the authenticity of song QingHan's words at all. He quickly called out: "get out, get out! Get out of here

After all the idle people left, song QingHan released his hand, pushed the female man to the door, "pa" and closed the gate with his backhand.

The woman touched her neck. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, she patted her chest. After calming down her fear, she began to beat the door of the courtyard and yelled inside: "how dare you do this to me! When the young master comes back, let's see how he will deal with you! Jealous husband! Bad husband! Poison man

Song QingHan sorted out the things they had messed up. He walked quickly to the door and said in a cold voice, "if you yell at me again, the knife will come out red next time!"

After seeing his cruel words, there was no movement outside. Song QingHan sneered at him, but his heart was just like this. All of them were evil slaves who were greedy for life and were afraid of death and bullied others.

After struggling for so long, song QingHan was already very sleepy and took a nap with a small stone. When he woke up again, the sky was already dark.

When Yuan Wenxuan came back from the Spring Festival Hall, he almost thought that he had found the wrong place. He knocked on the door of the courtyard. After entering the courtyard, he asked in confusion, "master, who are those people outside? Do you want to trouble us? "

Song QingHan brought out his own cooked food and said without ups and downs: "don't pay attention to them. They are all here to find a taxi."

Xuan nodded vaguely and helped to scoop a good meal. Seeing that Wu Dahu didn't come back, he didn't ask any more questions. He finished the cold dinner with song QingHan.

When Wu Dahu came back, it was already dark. He frowned at the people outside the courtyard and said in a deep voice, "who are you? Why do you block my door? "

The drowsy crowd woke up in a moment when they heard this sentence. The first female man turned around and wiped tears at Wu Dahu and said, "young master, we are sent by the old lady to serve you. We arrived in the afternoon, but we didn't expect that the young lady would not let us in. We have been hanging out for several hours!"

He said this with a cry and a loud voice. He wanted to express the feeling of weeping blood, but he didn't want to sound like a duck crying for death.

Smell speech, Wu Dahu's eyebrows wrinkled more tightly, cold voice asked: "since afternoon arrived, have you ever been in?"

The female man thought that Wu Dahu was angry at Song QingHan's ignorance, and hastened to add fuel and vinegar and said, "I've been in there! Who would have expected to be beaten by the young lady? I have repeatedly stressed that we are sent by the old lady. As a result, the young lady seems to have no regard for the old lady at all, and she does not leave any affection at all! "

With that, he pressed the corner of his eyes with his handkerchief to cover the corner of his mouth.

For so many years, no one can bully him! Today I will let this little bitch who is not polite to him taste the evil result!

Seeing Wu Dahu's face more gloomy after hearing his words, he laughed more happily. Just as he was about to add fire, his knee socket hurt and he knelt down with a "plop".

"I don't beat the female male, kneel down to kowtow to Xiaohan three times, I'll let you go, otherwise, it's OK to make an exception today!"

The woman did not understand what was wrong. Although she knelt down honestly, she refused to kowtow and sobbed: "why is this so, young master? The old slave has been with the old lady for ten years. Let him know that you are so ungrateful, I'm afraid you will be cold hearted! "

When Wu Dahu heard that he threatened himself with Zhai Su, his face became more and more gloomy, and he said in a cold voice, "cold heart? How did he get cold when he didn't even have a heart? If you talk nonsense, you can't solve it with three heads! "

The female man shrunk for a moment, bit his lower lip reluctantly, bent down slowly, and knocked heavily on his head three times in the direction of the gate. When he looked up, his forehead was bloody.

Wu Dahu snorted coldly. Seeing that song QingHan had opened the door, he lifted his feet and went inside.

Just as he was about to enter the yard, he stopped, turned his head, and said in a deep voice, "don't let me see you again, or..."

the gate of the courtyard slammed in front of the female man. He slowly tightened his fists and allowed the blood on his forehead to cross his cheek.

Young master, he is Nai bu he, but the little bitch who started the work! He will never let it go!