A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Wu Dahu frowned and asked unhappily, "why? What have you done to Xiaohan

Lin Dafu's eyes flashed a touch of ridicule, and said with a smile: "Wang huailing's threat has not been lifted. Do you think that the cold will choose a person who has no self-protection ability, or a person who can resist the power of the Wang family?"

Wu Dahu's chest stagnated and said in a cold voice, "do you threaten him?"

Having said that, he had to admit that Lin Dafu's words were reasonable.

If it wasn't for Lin Dafu, he would still be in prison now...

Lin Dafu seemed to see through his inner thoughts and raised his eyebrows and said, "is cold like someone who will be threatened? What's more, you can think about it in a better way. He just doesn't want to involve you any more. This time you take the blame and I can save you. What about the next time? What about next time? I will always save you so well? "

Wu Dahu pursed his lips and seemed unable to refute Lin Dafu.

"I'll go and tell him myself!"

"Don't go if you don't want him to be difficult!" Lin Dafu suddenly exclaimed.

Wu Dahu's footstep, a flicker of hesitation flashed through his eyes.

Yeah, what's the use of him? It seems that there is nothing else but making song QingHan hard to do. If song QingHan wants to go back with him, he will naturally go back with him. If he doesn't want to... Isn't his question pitiful and ridiculous?

Wu Dahu took a deep look at Song QingHan and said slowly, "I'm going back."

Lin Dafu suddenly asked, "have you ever seen the cold and drunk?"

Wu Dahu didn't know why he asked, frowned and asked, "Xiaohan was drunk in front of you?"

Although he did not answer Lin Dafu's question, Lin Dafu has obviously got the answer he wants.

"Well, yes, so I want to show off. Only in front of the closest people would you like to get drunk."

Wu Dahu is tight in his heart and clenches his fist. He doesn't even say goodbye. He turns around and leaves.

Song QingHan can't hear the conversation between them, but he can see that Wu Dahu's expression has not been very good since he was released from prison. He thinks that he was tortured in prison, and he can't help feeling guilty.

He thought that Wu Dahu would at least come to say hello to him and report peace, but he only got a determined figure.

Lin Dafu walked back to the carriage, looked at the anxious song QingHan and asked, "what do you want to ask?"

Song QingHan nodded his head and asked the questions in his heart: "don't you say it's difficult to find a relationship? Why did the jailer let him go as soon as you passed? Will Wang huailing still trouble me and Dahu? What did you just say to tiger? Why is his face so ugly? "

Lin Dafu didn't even change his face. He calmly replied, "you didn't see the difficult process. You only saw the relaxed result. Naturally, the reason why the jailer would release people easily is that I have already dealt with the people above. Otherwise, where can a small minion bear the risk? After this, even if Wang huailing still wants to trouble you, the county magistrate will not allow it. As far as I know, the county magistrate has already started to send Wang huailing to other places. "

"As for the dialogue between me and Wu Dahu, my answer is that I didn't say anything, just a chat about our future plans. If you don't believe it, you can ask him after you go back."

"Plans for the future?" Song QingHan repeated, frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "what future plans do you have with him to talk about?"

Lin Dafu chuckled, glanced at him, and said slowly, "Wu Dahu and I have no future, but one of us has a future with you."

Song QingHan, somehow, suddenly had a bad premonition and asked, "what future? Didn't you tell him I'll be back in two and a half days? "

Lin Dafu sighed suddenly, but he said, "what if I told you? He doesn't seem to particularly want to have a future with you. "

Song QingHan subconsciously denied: "impossible!"

Wu Dahu's kindness to him these days is in his heart. Those memories will never be false.

Although Wu Dahu didn't personally say the numb words, he was sure that Wu Dahu liked him. No matter how bad he was, he had a good feeling. How could he not want to have a future with him?

Lin Dafu looked at him in surprise and asked seriously, "do you think he is the kind of person who is willing to live in a threatening environment all the time? Although Wang huailing is about to leave here, it is hard to guarantee that there will not be another Li huailing or Zhang huailing next time. There is only one life for him. He can help you with the disaster this time. What about the next time? What about next time? "

Song QingHan's face suddenly turned pale and murmured: "no, no, there won't be another time..."

Lin Dafu looked at his reaction and said word by word: "are the disasters you've provoked? Since you married Wu Dahu, he has not lived a comfortable life, has he? "

"No! It's not like that! "

Song QingHan yelled, burying his head in his knees and sobbing softly.It's all the fault of the original body. The tiger will become like this. It's all caused by the mess left by the original body. It's none of his business.

But... Now that he has occupied other people's bodies, doesn't he have to bear other people's mistakes?

In my mind, there are two villains fighting, which makes song QingHan's thoughts as a mess, unable to think calmly at all.

Lin Dafu slowly put his back on the carriage and, as always, put his eyes on song QingHan.

But that pair of amber eyes hidden, is no longer affectionate, but can not hide the cold.

After they returned to Lin Fu, Lin Dafu seemed not to give song QingHan a rest time. After he had changed his clothes, he took him out fishing.

When they arrived at the lake, song QingHan thought that he would finally have time to sort out his thoughts. However, Lin Dafu did not know where to find a yellow pamphlet and put it into song QingHan's hand. He ordered: "read from the beginning."

Song QingHan subconsciously refused: "isn't it fishing? How can you fish with such a noise...

Lin Dafu doesn't speak and just looks at him quietly.

Feeling that he was seen through, song QingHan had to lower his head, open the pages of the book, and began to read silently.

When he read the third story, he finally realized that something was wrong.

In the pamphlet Lin Dafu gave him, all of them recorded stories of heartlessness and affection. Although they were written in classical Chinese, they were a little obscure to him, but after reading more, they understood.

Song QingHan glanced at Lin Dafu. He put his hands behind his head and looked comfortable. He could not see from his face that he was listening to sad stories.

Is this his strange hobby? Or what are these stories referring to?

At sunset, Lin Dafu put away his fishing tools, looked at the lake and said, "I finally know how stupid I am."

Song QingHan's heart is tight, complexion as usual asked: "Why say so?"

Lin Dafu's eyes suddenly lost focus and seemed to fall into the memory.

"What I think is true is not necessarily true, but what I think is false is actually true."

Song QingHan frowned and looked puzzled.

Why does Lin Dafu always talk in circles? Can't you just say it from the heart? Do you really think he's a fairy? Even the immortal, I'm afraid I can't guess what he said in the end, what is true or false, and it's not monkey king!

Lin Dafu seems to have no meaning to explain. He gives the things to the servants and takes the lead in the carriage.

Song QingHan followed him into the carriage, because he was too tired, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up because of the sudden stop of the carriage, he was surprised to find that he did not lean on Lin Dafu's shoulder, but cleverly shrank in the corner of the carriage.

Lin Dafu didn't look at him. He jumped out of the carriage and went to the yard.

Although it's a pleasure not to contact Lin Dafu, song QingHan feels that his reaction is really a little strange.

Even when he was angry a few times ago, Lin Dafu just didn't help him pick vegetables at the dinner table. Now it seems that he doesn't care about him?

Song QingHan took the servant's hand and slowly stepped out of the carriage, followed Lin Dafu and walked to his room.

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. Lin Dafu's anger always made people feel confused. If he was angry because he saw Wu Dahu this time, he clearly didn't even say a word to Wu Dahu. He only looked at Wu Dahu from a distance. Is it worth being angry?

After walking back to the room, he shook his head and was glad that he met Wu Dahu instead of Lin Dafu. Otherwise, Lin Dafu's temper would have been unbearable in two days.

When he woke up, the servant came and called him to dinner.

At the dinner table, Lin Dafu took vegetables for him without any trouble. Although he didn't say a word, he looked as if he had lost his breath.

After dinner, Lin Dafu suddenly asked him, "what do you want to do now?"

Song QingHan understood the stress he put on "now", thought it over and said honestly, "make money."

Lin Dafu stopped for a moment. He didn't think it was the answer. He continued to ask without changing his face: "what if you don't have to worry about money? What do you want to do most? "

The cold incandescent light suddenly appeared in Song QingHan's mind. He didn't think about it. He replied directly: "save people."

Hearing this word, Lin Dafu's eyes flashed with surprise and asked, "save people? How to save it? "

Song QingHan seemed to have been poked at a switch and opened the conversation box: "although I don't know the knowledge of Chinese herbal medicine, my understanding of stitching and surgery is far better than that of many people. If I have money, I will go to those remote places to correct their wrong understanding of some diseases, and how much can I help them."