A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Thinking of this, the soldier's stomach became more and more angry, and when he was about to express it desperately, a series of childish laughter suddenly came from his ears.

"Hahahaha, bearded man!"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, and just when he was about to use his cloak to block the small rock that drilled out at some time, he heard an order from above.

"Hold on! Is that... your child?"

Little Shitou didn't know that the danger was about to come. Seeing Song Qinghan's face froze, he thought that he had made him angry, so he stretched out his little hand to grab the cloak and put it on his head.

Song Qinghan's face was amused by his cute appearance, and he thought that no matter what he had to protect the little stone, he took a few deep breaths, raised his head to look directly at that person, and said in a deep voice, "So what?"

The man was at a loss for words again, thinking that he wasn't the one who did the wrong thing?Why did he ask himself instead?

However, after seeing Xiao Shitou's chubby hand exposed outside, he sighed secretly, lowered his volume, and said slowly: "Bring it here and show me, where is your family? Why don't you worry about taking your child to the hospital?" battlefield?"

Song Qinghan hesitated for a moment, knowing that the current situation was weaker than others, so he picked up the little stone and walked slowly to the person. Seeing him stretching out his hands, he pretended not to see him, and did not let go of the little stone.

Fortunately, Xiao Shitou saw the embarrassment of the man, and stretched out his hands on his own initiative, and said with a smile: "Hug!"

The expression on the man's face relaxed, and he hugged Xiaoshi. When he touched Xiaoshi's soft body and smelled the faint milk fragrance, he felt that all the wounds in his heart were healed.

Alas, for the sake of these lovely children, they also have to win this battle.

Little Shitou just looked cute, as soon as he sat on the man's lap, he couldn't help stretching out his "devil's claws", and ruthlessly pulled off a few beards of the man, and screamed when he saw the pain. , laughed out loud.

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, and he hugged Xiaoshi quickly with his eyes and hands, snatched the beard from his hand, placed it on the table, and said carefully: "Master, he is still a child, not sensible... "

Little Shitou didn't seem to be satisfied, so he slapped his hands and said, "Big beard! Big beard!"

Seeing Song Qinghan covering Xiao Shitou's mouth, the man's eyes flashed with distress, and he waved: "What are you doing? What are you doing holding him back? Come here and give me another hug."

Song Qinghan looked at his sparse beard, hesitated for a moment, passed the small stone over, and reminded: "His hands are fast, be careful..."

In fact, without his reminding, the man had already pinched Xiao Shitou's hands, but after realizing that Xiao Shitou was not happy, he loosened them again, flexibly dodging his "attack".

Seeing him having fun with Xiao Shitou, Song Qinghan thought for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Are you free soon? If you are free, can you help me take care of the children? I'll go and pour out the chamber pot first."

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Song Qinghan to leave the little stone with him. Hearing this, he quickly nodded and said, "Go, go, and come back to pick up the child after you're done. Poor thing, you're so hungry." I’m thinner, and I happen to have some coagulated milk here, let’s burn it for him.”

Song Qinghan looked left and right, and didn't feel that Xiao Shitou looked "thin" in this chubby appearance, but he didn't refuse, and saluted: "Thank you, my lord, then I'll take a step first."

After he finished speaking, he decisively left with the chamber pot in his hand. His posture made it look as if Xiaoshishi was not his own son.

Xiaoshitou raised his head and glanced at Song Qinghan, his mouth was constricted, as if he was about to cry, but when he caught a glimpse of the man's nervous expression, he stretched out his hand, pulled it quickly, and laughed.

The man lamented his poor beard, shook his head, and resignedly picked up the little stone to help him heat up the milk.

Without the little stone as a burden, Song Qinghan quickly cleaned up the area he was in charge of, but he didn't immediately go back to the man's tent to pick up the little stone, but quietly went around to Habayashi Guard to wait. He hid aside and observed secretly.

They didn't accurately assign the area to people, so he didn't know the exact location of Wu Dahu. He could only guess where Wu Dahu might be based on his knowledge of Habayashi Guard.

The female man who snatched his area was obviously not as fast as Song Qinghan. Song Qinghan had been standing beside him for a long time, and he hadn't finished all his work yet.

Moreover, I don't know if it's the reason why Habayashi guards are all from the capital. They are very strict in terms of rules. Song Qinghan has seen him kneeling down several times. Not only that, every kneeling is at least a stick of incense time, Still can't move, looking tired.

Fortunately, although that man couldn't control his emotions when facing Song Qinghan, he was able to manage his expression well when facing these soldiers. Even if he knelt down and shook his body, there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

Seeing that he couldn't guess, Song Qinghan was about to leave when he suddenly found several members of the Habayashi guards gathered together, walking towards this side from a distance.

It was none other than Wu Dahu who he had been thinking about day and night.

Wu Dahu had a different grim expression on his face, and he was still gesticulating with his hands, as if he was talking tactics to the people next to him.

His tall height and exquisite facial features made him look like he stood out from the crowd, and even Song Qinghan was honored.

Seeing Wu Dahu's eyes sweeping in his direction, Song Qinghan's heart tightened, he quickly shrank his body, and quickly backed away.

Although Wu Dahu only saw a flashing figure, he sensed something was wrong.

It was just now that a warm gaze was shot from that direction, why did that person leave when he raised his head?

Under what circumstances do people run back?

Wu Dahu thought about it for a while, and felt that there must be something strange. After explaining to the people next to him twice, he quickly walked in the direction where Song Qinghan left.

Although Song Qinghan walked with his head buried, he did not walk irregularly. He walked in the same direction as the male who aimed at him, because in the same group, the person who was closest to him and had the most similar body shape, And only him.

When he got to the side of the female man, he deliberately pushed the female man, making him freeze in place, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Fortunately, the female man had been busy all morning and had already lost his head. He didn't even see who the people who bumped into him were. He just thought it was those vicious guards. He subconsciously patted his clothes, shook his head and walked forward.

It just so happened that Wu Dahu arrived at this time, stretched out his hand to stop him, glanced at the word "Ye" on his clothes, frowned and said, "Where did you go just now?"

Although Wu Dahu didn't see Song Qinghan's face clearly, he could see the color of the clothes clearly. As for the word "Ye", he also read half of it, but it matched perfectly with the characteristics of this male and female.