A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan thought about it carefully, reversed Jiayi's previous actions, and said in surprise: "What did that Master Lu of yours say to you? He reconciled with you?"

These words seemed to hit Jiayi's sadness, his eyes turned red, and the tears that had just stopped flowed down again.

But he just quietly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, without saying a word, he calmly said: "It's not good, not everyone is as stupid as me."

Seeing that he was always saying that he was stupid, Song Qinghan finally came to his senses, seeing Jiayi's pitiful appearance, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

It seems that the peace attempt failed, and that Lord Lu swung his sword to kill love...

But he always felt that something was wrong. If that person gave up so easily, what was the reason for waiting silently before?Is it just to impress yourself by performing a bitter scene?

Seeing that Song Qinghan was silent, Jiayi looked up at him and said slowly, "Are you satisfied now? When I go back, I will end up helpless."

Song Qinghan's heart surged with guilt, and he immediately realized that it was Jiayi's own death that brought him to this situation, so why should he feel guilty?

However, Jiayi's abandonment made Song Qinghan feel somewhat at a loss.

He just had an awkward fight with Wu Dahu because of the family instrument, but the lump disappeared so soon?

After Jiayi made the bed, she took a leisurely glance at Song Qinghan, saw that he looked like a wooden man, and said with a sneer, "It's true that 'it's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house', but luckily your son doesn't stay."

Song Qinghan pursed his lips, turned around and left in a daze, and while he was swaying, someone grabbed his wrist, and Shu Luo's voice rang in his ears.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say you figured it out before?"

If he hadn't caught Song Qinghan with quick eyes and hands just now, I'm afraid Song Qinghan would have strayed into the prison camp by mistake. Who knows what will happen then?

Song Qinghan slowly came back to his senses, grasping Shu Luo's hand tightly like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood, and said in a low voice: "Jiayi actually gave up on Wu Dahu, I am so angry that my liver hurts." But there's nowhere to vent, it's too uncomfortable..."

Shu Luo paused for a moment, rolled his eyes, and seemed to understand something. After all, Jiayi's incident was quite big. Even if he didn't go to the wounded barracks very often, he could hear a lot of news, but he listened to it as a joke. Yes, he didn't believe that Wu Dahu would take such a thing back.

However, is the drunk person still Wu Dahu?

He sighed slightly, patted Song Qinghan on the shoulder, and comforted softly: "It would be great if you went to that banquet, maybe you can persuade Master Wu to drink less, but it's a pity..."

A flash of doubt flashed in Song Qinghan's eyes, and he pulled out a long list of memories from his mind, recalling them slowly like playing a movie.

Banquet...he could have gone...drinking...

A moment later, Song Qinghan's face was dull, and his hands trembled, almost pulling Shu Luo forward.

"How do you know he was drunk that one time? Maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, Shu Luo interrupted directly: "What don't I know? There is not as much wine in the barracks as you imagined. How can you drink as you please? The only chance to drink to your heart's content is that one time It’s time to win big.”

After listening to Shu Luo's words, Song Qinghan's expression became even weirder.

So, Wu Dahu thought it was Jiayi who was lying with him that night?

After thinking about this, his shoulders loosened, and he felt that a big stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground.

Seeing Shu Luo looking at him suspiciously, he grabbed Shu Luo's hand tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you! Come to me if you need anything in the future!"

After finishing speaking, he directly dropped the shocked Shu Luo, and strode towards Wu Dahu's tent.

Shu Luo scratched his head, not understanding what good deed he had done to get such a guarantee from Song Qinghan, but when he thought that his life would be guaranteed in the future, he couldn't help but feel happy, and went to the wounded barracks with his hands behind his back. He walked in the same direction, and decided to take another breath away from the chief of the military doctor.

Song Qinghan walked in front of Wu Dahu's tent, and suddenly stopped, a complex light flashed in his eyes.

If he directly told Wu Dahu the information he had just obtained, although the misunderstanding between them could be resolved quickly, Song Qinghan still couldn't vent his pent-up anger.

So... He opened the curtain of the tent and saw Wu Dahu staring at him closely, as if he didn't see it, he walked directly to the bed, took off his shoes and clothes, lay down on his side on the bed, closed Rest your eyes.

Wu Dahu saw that although he didn't want to talk to him, he chose to come back to live in the end, a little hope rose in his heart, he hugged the sleeping little stone, and walked slowly towards the bed.

When he lay down, he heard Song Qinghan's negligible breathing, knowing that he was not asleep yet, so he couldn't help but softly said: "Don't be angry, what should you do if you get angry... "

Song Qinghan seemed to have finally found a vent, opened his eyes, and said angrily: "Are you worried that I will spoil your son? Don't worry! I won't let it go!"

Wu Dahu was a little helpless, sighed silently, stopped in mid-air with his outstretched hand, and continued: "I can have another son, but Fulang, I only have you in this life."

These words made Song Qinghan feel a little better, but he still didn't turn around, snorted coldly, and said bitterly: "Yes, you will have many sons, one born today, one born tomorrow..."

It was just a joke at first, but when Song Qinghan thought of that scene, he couldn't help tears from his eyes and shed tears directly.

Wu Dahu saw his shoulders trembling slightly. Although he couldn't see his face, he knew what he was doing, and felt even more uncomfortable. He tightened his fists and slowly retracted them to the sides of his body, saying in a deep voice, "No. , That kind of stupid thing will never happen again, when I return from the battlefield, I will resign from the officer, find a quiet place, and live our family's life."

Song Qinghan stopped crying, subconsciously wiped away the tears all over his face with the back of his hand, and frowned, "Why did you resign? Don't you want to be an official?"

Wu Dahu's gaze was fixed on the ceiling, so he couldn't notice the change in Song Qinghan's expression. Hearing this, he said softly: "It is enough to be an official here, and all my wishes have been fulfilled. In the days to come, I just want to Always by your side."

Although these words were very sweet, Song Qinghan's heart was beating fast, a look of worry flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Tell me the truth, are you worried about getting drunk again before you resign?"

However, to his surprise, Wu Dahu denied it.

"No, I planned to do this in the first place. This incident just strengthened my determination."