A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Lin Dafu seemed to have seen through his inner thoughts, and suddenly said: "Don't worry, I will not do such despicable things, not to mention that this is a matter of mutual benefit, why hurt others and benefit yourself?"

"Besides..." He suddenly paused for a moment, his eyelids drooped slightly, and said slowly: "I will leave here tomorrow, how can I have the time to fight against you again?"

Surprise flashed across Song Qinghan's eyes, and he asked curiously, "Where are you going? What are you going for? Are you coming back?"

Lin Dafu looked at him amusedly, shook his head and said, "Why do you ask so many questions? In fact, you just need to know whether I will come back or not? The answer will definitely make you happy: no accident, I probably won't come back gone."

Song Qinghan thought about it, and felt that he was not very happy. Although he let go of a big stone in his heart, he felt a little inexplicably sad.

This man probably finally realized the fact that the person he likes won't come back...

After lunch, Lin Dafu suddenly waved away all the servants, put his hands on the table, looked into Song Qinghan's eyes and said, "Up until now, have you still refused to tell me your secret?"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, he subconsciously avoided his gaze, shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? I have no secret."

Lin Dafu raised his eyebrows and said, "Everyone has secrets. For example, my secret is that I still wet the bed until I was six years old. How about you?"

Song Qinghan's face softened slightly, and he replied, "My secret is that I peed my pants when I was seven..."

"Really?" Lin Dafu leaned back on the chair suddenly, looked at Song Qinghan's evasive eyes, felt a little disappointed in his heart, and said slowly: "Didn't you say that you lost your memory? Why do you still remember the thing when you were seven years old?"

Song Qinghan knew that he had made a slip of the tongue when he said that sentence, he hesitated and said: "I, I said nonsense."

Lin Dafu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

"Really? Then you said that you have the habit of going crazy after drinking? Are you sure it was Wu Dahu who told you?"

Song Qinghan glanced at Lin Dafu, but couldn't get any hint from his expressionless face, so he said: "Yes, yes..."

Lin Dafu suddenly sneered, and said mercilessly: "Unfortunately, I asked Wu Dahu, and he said that he had never seen you drunk, so how did he tell you that you would go crazy after drinking?"

"Impossible! When did you..." Song Qinghan was halfway through speaking, and suddenly remembered their last meeting with Wu Dahu in front of the prison gate.

Could it be that at that time Lin Dafu had already started to suspect him and silently collected evidence?

The memories of these five days played in his mind like a horse watching flowers. When Song Qinghan realized that he was full of flaws, he finally gave up struggling, relaxed his shoulders, and said calmly: "Actually, I..."

"Heh, have you finally admitted that you were always in disguise?"

Lin Dafu's mood suddenly became a little agitated, even though he tried his best to suppress it, there was still obvious tremor in his voice.

Song Qinghan's expression was a little dull, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Lin Dafu's words.

What do you mean he "was all in disguise before?" He wasn't here at all before...

Seeing Song Qinghan's appearance as he said, Lin Dafu shook his head, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, you don't have amnesia at all, it's just that you don't want to pretend anymore, no? ?"

"I originally wanted to take revenge on you, but your nature is much better than I imagined. Although I don't know why you deliberately approached me, even pretending to be my favorite, let me indulge in it, but you must also Do you have your own reasons? According to your words, are you telling lies to benefit yourself without hurting others?"

Lin Dafu's head drooped slightly, and he uttered the guesses he had buried in his heart one by one.

Song Qinghan opened his mouth, and found that he hadn't followed Lin Dafu's brain circuit, so he could only vaguely say: "Big, probably..."

Lin Dafu raised his head suddenly, and Song Qinghan was shocked to find that his eye circles were red.

"But you still hurt me in the end! So you use the excuse of amnesia to avoid me, don't you?"

Song Qinghan touched his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "Yes, otherwise there is no other way..."

As a time traveler, besides using amnesia to cover up something wrong with him, what excuses can he use?

A flash of understanding flashed in Lin Dafu's eyes, and after he regained his composure, he said slowly: "I see, in fact, I should thank Wu Dahu, if he didn't show up, you'd probably keep pretending, and let me know the truth later , the more it hurts me, fortunately it's not too late now."

Song Qinghan saw a relief-like expression on his face, thought for a while, and said seriously: "I'm sorry for you and ruined your happiness."

Lin Dafu smiled, and said slowly: "Then let's get together and break up, and finally finish the play with me."

After talking about it, Song Qinghan was not worried that he would not think about it any more and would do something strange, so he readily agreed.

The two walked side by side, talking and laughing while pointing at the novelty gadgets on the street, and finally walked into the largest jewelry store in town.

The shopkeeper of the jewelry store obviously knew Lin Dafu, even Song Qinghan, and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Song, the relationship between the two is enviable to others! The young master will be born soon, right?"

Seeing which pot was not opened and which pot was being lifted by the shopkeeper, Song Qinghan gave him a strange look.

On the other hand, Lin Dafu, knowing that the shopkeeper has not been here for many years, and it is normal for the news to lag behind, smiled, as if he did not intend to explain, and said: "Among the new products recently, is there a style that Qinghan likes?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while, clapped his fists, and happily said to the two of them: "There is one in the goods that came today! I haven't looked at it carefully yet, it's so beautiful! I'll go and take it out!"

After the shopkeeper left, Song Qinghan tugged on Lin Dafu's sleeve and said awkwardly: "You didn't want to give it to me, did you? It's too precious..."

Lin Dafu raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "Aren't you going to finish the play with me? You can take this as the last memorial I left for you, we won't see each other in the future, right?"

Hearing what he said, Song Qinghan's heart tightened, so he let go of his hand and looked out of the store with a heavy heart.

Eyes met, a person he never expected flashed past the door.

"Big tiger!" Song Qinghan blurted out, his body tensed, and he seemed to want to chase him out.

Lin Dafu suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Qinghan's hand, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? The shopkeeper has come out."

Song Qinghan turned his head and glanced at him, wanting him to let go, but when he saw the fragility in his eyes, he paused, relaxed, and said calmly: "It's okay, I was wrong."

The shopkeeper looked at the two of them, and noticed that the atmosphere was a bit weird, he laughed and laughed and said, "This hairpin is not ordinary, I only realized that it is hollowed out on both sides, and there are good meanings hidden on both sides. , Mr. Song will definitely like it!"

Lin Dafu took the hairpin, put it into Song Qinghan's hands, and said with a smile, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Song Qinghan looked intently and saw that the hairpin was actually made of suet jade, so he couldn't help touching it carefully.

If this is placed in modern times, how much will it cost!

After wandering for a while, he carefully looked at the "double-sided hollowing out" that the shopkeeper said, and saw that one side was carved with pomegranate trees and children, and the other side was carved with lilies and mandarin ducks. ?! Isn’t it amazing?!”

The shopkeeper was amused by Song Qinghan's reaction, and explained: "Young Master Song has always liked the hollowed-out style, but this is the first time you have seen this double-sided hollowed-out pattern, right? Not only that, but the two-sided hollowed-out patterns imply a hundred years of marriage and many children." Duofu, it can be said that it is perfect for Mr. Song!"

"Buy it and charge it to my account."

Lin Dafu was downplaying and authentic, as if he didn't even bother to ask about the price of this hairpin.

Song Qinghan knew that he had to accept this hairpin, but he still couldn't help asking: "Shopkeeper, how much is this hairpin?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Lin Dafu, and said hesitantly: "The original price is 5000 taels of silver. For Mr. Lin's sake, I only charge you 500 taels of silver."

Song Qinghan couldn't help but gasped, and carefully placed the hairpin on the counter, as if he was afraid that he might break it.

Lin Dafu chuckled, picked up the hairpin casually, motioned Song Qinghan not to move, and then slowly inserted the hairpin into his hair.

Although Song Qinghan wanted to avoid it, he was worried that if he retreated, the hairpin would fall to the ground, so he stiffened his neck and let Lin Dafu play with it.

Lin Dafu raised his eyelids, met an angry gaze from outside the store, a smug smile flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to help Song Qinghan straighten his hair, and when the gaze disappeared, he slowly backed away and looked up and down Song Qinghan said with a smile, "This hairpin really matches you perfectly."

The shopkeeper also praised: "Mr. Song is already an alluring appearance, but with this hairpin, he is even more like a fish and a wild goose, and the moon is ashamed!"

Hearing this sentence, Song Qinghan couldn't help shivering.

He still can't get used to the words used to describe women in the past. If the shopkeeper changes to "Yushu Linfeng" and "Suave", he will be very happy.

Seeing Song Qinghan's uncomfortable expression, Lin Dafu smiled at the shopkeeper, and said, "We still have some things to do, so I'll take my leave first."

The shopkeeper enthusiastically sent them to the door, looked at their backs, and sighed: "What a couple, it's a pity that they are concubines..."

Xiaoer, who had been hiding in the corner and dared not speak, finally spoke: "Shopkeeper, Mr. Song has been divorced."

"Really? Ah?! What?"

The shopkeeper pointed at the disappearing figures of the two in surprise, and said excitedly, "Hugh, Hugh?"