A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Lin Dafu smiled, and said in a good mood: "Tonight is not counted, so you can do whatever you want, and when you come tomorrow, you have to follow my request."

Hearing what he said, Song Qinghan turned around and left without even saying hello to him.

Anyway, he said he could do whatever he wanted, if he hadn't been concerned about Wu Dahu not being released yet, he might have poured cold water on Lin Dafu.

Only a villain like him can do this way of taking advantage of others' danger!

Song Qinghan walked back to the room angrily, thinking that there would be a difficult "battle" to be fought tomorrow, so he went to bed early to reserve energy.

Early the next morning, when Song Qinghan opened his eyes, he was facing Shanglin Dafu's affectionate eyes. He screamed in fright, and said angrily, "How long have you been here? You're crazy, what's so interesting about other people sleeping?" !"

Lin Dafu's face darkened, and he said abruptly: "Wrong, it's not this kind of reaction."

Song Qinghan was about to scold him a few more words when he suddenly remembered the agreement made last night, paused, and asked impatiently, "What was that reaction?"

Lin Dafu moved his fingers, signaling him to close his eyes.

Song Qinghan had no choice but to do so, closing his eyes and leaving a little gap to observe his reaction.

"Open."

"Happily said: 'I saw you as soon as I opened my eyes, I am so happy!'"

"Take my hand and get up slowly."

Lin Dafu gave orders calmly.

Song Qinghan almost opened his eyes, but listening to what he said behind him, he was so disgusted that he couldn't continue.

Lin Dafu raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't want to save Wu Dahu anymore?"

This sentence completely hit Song Qinghan's Achilles' heel, he squeezed his fist, squeezed out a smile, and said, "I saw you as soon as I opened my eyes, I am so happy."

Then he let go, grabbed Lin Dafu's wrist, and stood up with his strength.

When he was about to put on his shoes, Lin Dafu suddenly stopped his movement, bent down, picked up his shoes, and stretched them towards his feet.

Song Qinghan shrank his feet subconsciously. Seeing that Lin Dafu seemed to want to talk again, he quickly moved his feet closer and turned his head, pretending that he was out of sight.

After finally getting off the bed, Song Qinghan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Dafu say: "Hold my hand."

Song Qinghan resisted the urge to punch away, and stretched out his hand, pretending to be bitten by a dog.

Fortunately, Lin Dafu didn't say much when eating today, he just silently helped Song Qinghan pick up the food and watched him eat up all the food in the bowl before giving up.

After breakfast, Lin Dafu looked at the sky and said with a smile: "The sun is just right. Although the lake is a bit cold, warming a pot of hot wine is also a good enjoyment."

Seeing him looking at him, Song Qinghan said belatedly: "Oh, oh, swimming in the lake! It's very good!"

Lin Dafu ordered a few words to his servants, took Song Qinghan into the carriage, and set off for the suburbs.

Song Qinghan had just had a full meal, and was so jolted by the carriage that he felt drowsy.

When the carriage stopped suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that his head was leaning on Lin Dafu's shoulder, so he straightened up quickly.

Lin Dafu didn't look annoyed, he smiled lightly and said: "You used to be like this, you could fall asleep as soon as you got in the car, but you insisted on nestling in my arms, it's a pity that you are inconvenient now."

into his arms?Song Qinghan felt goosebumps all over his body just by imagining that scene.

Fortunately, Lin Dafu didn't notice his discomfort, so he went down first, then held his hand, and helped him get out of the car with a half hug.

As soon as Song Qinghan got out of the car, he set his eyes on the lake in front of him, and couldn't help giving a secret compliment in his heart.

Although it is almost winter now and the lotus flowers in the lake have withered long ago, just by looking at the large pieces of dead stems, one can imagine the grand occasion here in summer.

When the lotus blooms again next year, it must be a good feeling to come here with Wu Dahu.

Lin Dafu didn't miss the joy in Song Qinghan's eyes, but if he knew what Song Qinghan was thinking at this moment, he might be so angry that he would vomit blood.

The two walked to the lake, carefully sat in the boat, and walked towards the center of the lake.

Lin Dafu poured two glasses of still steaming wine, picked up one of them and put it in front of Song Qinghan, explaining: "This wine is very light, even pregnant men can drink it."

Song Qinghan didn't refuse, and swallowed it in one gulp, feeling the astringency of the wine in his throat, and let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Dafu chuckled lightly, took a sip of the wine, and said: "In the past, you only tasted a little wine, and then complained that it was not good, so you stopped drinking it. Unexpectedly, you can taste the taste of bitter wine now."

Song Qinghan didn't answer, poured himself a glass of wine, and sipped it slowly.

The breeze by the lake brought some coolness, but it just happened to blow away the heat from the alcohol.

The two drank silently, looking at the silk grass at the bottom of the lake, the atmosphere was subtly harmonious.

After finishing a pot of wine, Lin Dafu saw two blushes appearing on Song Qinghan's face, and said to the boatman, "Row back."

Back on the shore again, Song Qinghan couldn't even stand still, but he still insisted not to lean towards Lin Dafu, and stepped onto the carriage with trembling legs.

Lin Dafu looked at him in a daze, and suddenly asked: "Why do you like Wu Dahu? He has no money, no power, and no good looks. He is just a countryman. Why did you put down your figure to ask for it?" I?"

Although Song Qinghan was a bit superior, he could still hear his words clearly. With a smile, he said slowly: "I agree with you saying that he has no money and no rights, but if you say that he has no looks, I will be the first to say no!"

"Where is he not good-looking? The nose is a nose, and the eyes are eyes. I am happy when I look at it!"

Lin Dafu laughed dumbfounded, shook his head and said, "Who doesn't have nose and eyes yet? Why do you just look at him so happy?"

Song Qinghan suddenly froze, scratched his head in doubt, and repeated: "Why do I just look at him and be happy? Naturally, because..."

He hesitated for a long time and couldn't tell the reason, but when Lin Dafu leaned back and was about to give up, he slapped his hands suddenly and said, "He is honest, and he never lied to me except white lies! He is loyal and righteous." Courageous, dare to speak out when encountering injustice, and will never yield to power! He also values ​​love and righteousness, and if you treat him well, he will definitely pay back ten times! He is also very kind and sympathizes with the weak! In short, there is nothing to let I don't like..."

Seeing him talking, Lin Dafu fell to the side, reached out to catch his head, and put it on his shoulder.

Although the distance between the two was zero, at this moment, he felt thousands of miles away from Song Qinghan.

When Song Qinghan woke up again, he was completely immune to Lin Dafu's dark eyes.

He rubbed his head and said uncomfortably: "Didn't you say that the alcohol is not high in alcohol? Why is it so strong?"

Lin Dafu shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Even if it's at a lower concentration, you'll still get drunk if you drink too much, not to mention your alcohol tolerance is not good."

Song Qinghan was silent, turned over and got out of bed, and after Lin Dafu helped him put on his shoes, he asked, "Can we eat? I'm hungry."

Lin Dafu nodded, took his hand and walked out.

The two finished their lunch in silence, and when Song Qinghan thought that Lin Dafu had other plans for the afternoon, he said, "You are tired in the morning, so you won't go anywhere in the afternoon, just rest at home."

Although Song Qinghan was eager to do so, he was a little worried that he would miss the chance to save Wu Dahu because of his "unqualified" performance, so he quickly asked, "What about you? Are you going out?"

Lin Dafu gave a "hmm" and said, "I'm going to visit the shop this afternoon, you don't have to follow."

After saying this, he saw Song Qinghan's uneasy face, paused, and continued: "Your performance is not bad, as long as you maintain this state for the next four days."

Song Qinghan, who received the letter of approval, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the big stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground.

Seeing that his mood suddenly improved, Lin Dafu said, "Let's go to digest food together. I'll leave after walking."

Song Qinghan nodded hastily, took the initiative to grab Lin Dafu's hand, and walked into the garden.

Halfway through the walk, Song Qinghan suddenly remembered something, looked left and right, and asked strangely: "Don't other people in your family come here for a walk? For example, the pair of twins before?"

Lin Dafu said indifferently: "I divorced them all."

Song Qinghan looked at him in surprise, and confirmed: "Shut, Hugh? All?"

Lin Dafu nodded, and said without any ups and downs: "Suddenly I lost interest in them, and keeping them is just harming others and myself, so I gave them enough money for the rest of their lives and dismissed them."

Although Song Qinghan didn't like Lin Dafu, he still admired him for having the courage to dismiss all the concubines overnight.

He thought of a question, and asked suspiciously: "Then you have no husband or concubine now, are you planning to marry a new man?"

Lin Dafu was stunned, avoiding Song Qinghan's gaze, looked at the reflections of the two in the pond, gave a soft "hmm", but then denied: "I want to marry someone, but not a new one, just this idea, I'm afraid it won't happen."

Song Qinghan couldn't understand his winding words, thought for a while, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "You are still young, and you will meet better female men in the future. hanged."

Seeing that he compared himself to a "crooked neck tree", Lin Dafu smiled and shook his head, sighed, and said, "I'm leaving, take a walk slowly."

Song Qinghan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, watched him leave, and walked around the garden again, keeping some exquisite designs in his heart, thinking that he could use them when building a new house with Wu Dahu in the future.

When he saw Lin Dafu again, it was already dark.

Lin Dafu was stunned when he saw him looking around at the gate, and asked, "Why are you here? Eat first if you're hungry."