A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Song Shanming was stunned, even Wu Dahu stared blankly at Song Qinghan, not recovering for a long time.

In my impression, he has always listened to his father and his mother's words. Although he resisted, he just lost his temper. This is the first time he has seen such a strong attitude.

Pregnancy really has such a big impact?But I've never seen him like this before...

After Song Shanming came to his senses, he trembled with anger, pointed at Song Qinghan and said, "Niety! Niezi!"

Having said that, he still seems to have given in, packing up his things and preparing to leave.

Anyway, the field here is closer to his home, so he doesn't believe that he can't take it back!

Song Qinghan realized something, turned around and asked Wu Dahu: "Are those fields you gave them closer to our home?"

Wu Dahu nodded without thinking too much.

"Is that worth the same? Yours, compared with these." Song Qinghan asked.

Wu Dahu seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, took a deep look at him, and let out a "hmm".

Song Qinghan decisively stopped Song Shanming's movements: "Wait!"

Song Shanming just mentioned something, turned his head when he heard the words, sneered, and said: "Regret? Give me back the land deed, and I can accommodate you to go and see your female father."

Song Qinghan said blankly: "Take those fields from Dahu in exchange for these, it's convenient for you, and convenient for us."

Song Shanming was so angry that he put down his things, rolled up his sleeves, and seemed to want to do something again.

"You have to make an inch of it! Don't change it! You won't change it even if you die! Little bitch, don't think that you can be lawless if someone protects you. If you are angry with you, I will return it to your bitch father in full after I go back!"

After speaking, he gave Song Qinghan a hard look, and strode away with his things.

Song Qinghan frowned, what kind of father is this?Take anger from your son and go back and spread it on your husband?Are you sick in your head?

Wu Dahu's eyes showed worry, and he said slowly: "Your father..."

Song Qinghan smiled coldly, and said indifferently: "That family is not a good person, otherwise how could they do such a thing as selling their children for glory?"

Wu Dahu paused for a moment, didn't speak, put his eyes on the field, and said: "Song Shanming is a good hand at taking care of the field."

Song Qinghan was not good at this kind of thing, he was still a little frustrated, he stuffed Tian Qi into Wu Dahu's hands, and said, "I'll go back first."

Wu Dahu nodded, silently followed behind him, and sent him back.

Song Qinghan fell asleep after going back. Although Wu Dahu was worried about him, the issue of livelihood was also an imminent matter, so he went out after a few words.

Although he didn't feel sleepy, after tossing and turning a few times, Song Qinghan still fell asleep.

There was blood in the dream, a weak man was lying in a pool of blood, Song Shanming was beating him violently, and he was still cursing: "He is a good son born to you, not only shamed the ancestors, but also disregarded benevolence, righteousness, and integrity, What are you doing alive! Hurry up and die!"

Song Qinghan woke up with a start and sat up abruptly.

Holding a bowl, Wu Dahu thought he woke him up, but seeing that his forehead and back were covered with sweat, he hurriedly took a towel to wipe him off, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Song Qinghan nodded sharply, grabbed Wu Dahu's arm, and murmured: "I'm about to die..."

Wu Dahu didn't hear clearly, he moved his head towards him, frowned and asked, "What's dead?"

"Father, father is dying..." Song Qinghan shook Wu Dahu's hand, his face full of shock.

Wu Dahu's heart tightened, he quickly picked him up and said in a deep voice, "Let's go and see him!"

He knew that when a person was on the verge of death, his relatives would receive some abnormal signals, so he didn't doubt Song Qinghan's words at all, but worried that it would be too late for them to rush...

The two ran all the way, and finally arrived in front of Song's house.

There seemed to be an exclamation from inside: "Father, it seems that the female father is dying!"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, he patted on the door vigorously, and shouted: "Open the door!"

There was a moment of silence inside, and then there was a sound of footsteps, and the door was opened by a young man somewhat similar to Song Qinghan.

He frowned when he saw Song Qinghan, and said in disgust, "Why are you here?"

Song Qinghan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he pushed him away and walked in.

There was a thin man lying on the ground, exactly the same as the one Song Qinghan saw in his dream, except that there was not so much blood, but judging by the slight heaving of his chest, he was probably seriously injured.

Song Shanming leaned aside, looked at the two of them with a gloomy face, and said with a sneer, "Guang'er, carry your female father in, I told you not to let this bitch look at it, just don't let him look at it!"

Song Qinghan walked over abruptly, quickly raised his hand and slapped him across the face, pointing to the people on the ground, he said: "He is your husband! Before becoming my mother-in-law, he is your husband first! This is how you treat a man like this!" Give birth to you, and help you take care of the men above and below! If he dies here today, you will not be able to get away with murdering your own husband, just wait for Qiuhou to be executed!"

Suddenly he was slapped on the face, Song Shanming was very angry and wanted to fight back, but when he heard the word "Qianzhan", a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, he finally stood up straight, and said helplessly: "Then, What should I do then?"

After finishing speaking, he walked up to Su Mowei, raised his foot and pushed, and shouted, "Wake up, don't die!"

Seeing that he didn't show any respect for others at this time, Song Qinghan pushed him away and directed: "Lay a quilt on the floor to prevent him from catching a cold. It's not advisable to move carelessly at this time, because he is probably dead now." Internal organs are ruptured."

Ruptured internal organs... not easy to cure.

Song Qinghan bit her finger, the strings in her mind were tensed.

Both Song Shanming and Song Yaoguang showed no tendency to move at all, but Wu Dahu found a quilt and carefully spread it under Su Mowei.

Seeing that his quilt was placed on the ground, Song Yaoguang protested: "It's mine! What if it gets dirty!"

Song Qinghan glanced at him, and said coldly: "You should first think about what your life will be like if the female father goes away!"

Song Yaoguang shrank his neck from his gaze, and actually imagined it for a while, then pulled Song Shanming and said: "Father! You are not allowed to marry a new female father! Otherwise, I will die for you!"

Song Shanming was irritated, but when his precious son opened his mouth, he had no choice but to coax him: "Okay, okay, don't marry, and we will live together from now on."

Song Qinghan paused, seeing that he was really thinking about Su Mowei's plans after his death, his heart fell into an ice cave, and he was only worthless for Su Mowei.

He unbuttoned Su Mowei's clothes, and saw that his body was densely covered with bluish-purple marks, and his hands trembled more and more.

The only good thing is that after carefully touching the various organs, he got the result that there was no sign of massive bleeding.

Song Qinghan heaved a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, unwilling to let the father and son go so easily, and said, "I can help you take him for treatment, but you have to promise me two conditions."

As soon as Song Shanming heard the word "condition", he reflexively said, "What idea do you bitch have?"

Song Qinghan frowned, stood up, folded his arms, and said coldly: "What can I do? It's just that I don't want to cause a scandal! Think about it yourself, if it is known that your Guang'er has a father who murdered his husband , what will happen to his future?"

Song Yaoguang trembled, grabbed Song Shanming, and begged: "Father, you can let the female brother take the female father away! Even if you die, it's none of your business!"

Hearing the words, Song Qinghan resisted the urge to beat up Song Yaoguang, and continued: "The conditions are not difficult, one is to exchange the land deed, and the other is not to allow you to come and disturb the female father, how about it?"

Hearing that he didn't mention the money, Song Shanming thought about it carefully, and emphasized: "You pay for the medical expenses, I don't care."

Song Qinghan was so chilled that he became numb, and said coldly: "I will be responsible for curing the female father, you only need to fulfill those two conditions."

Song Shanming breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hands and said, "Okay! I'll go to the government with you tomorrow morning to deal with the matter of the land deed. Take him away quickly. If he dies here, it's bad luck!"

Song Qinghan glanced at Wu Dahu, Wu Dahu nodded, carefully picked up Su Mowei together with the quilt, turned and went out.

After the two walked a certain distance, they could still hear Song Yaoguang's complaint: "Why did you just take my quilt? I don't want to cover those broken ones..."

It was late at night, and the cool wind was blowing up. Song Qinghan wrapped the clothes around his body, but he couldn't resist the coldness from his heart.

Wu Dahu took two quick steps and stood in front of him.

Song Qinghan was stunned, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Why are you going there? It's blocking my way."

Wu Dahu didn't budge, and said slowly, "Help you out of the wind."

After being reminded by him like this, Song Qinghan really felt that the cold air on his body dissipated a little, and a warm current surged in his heart.

After returning home, Song Qinghan asked Wu Dahu for a bottle of safflower oil, carefully helped Su Mowei rub off all the bruises on his body, then cooked a bowl of white porridge, and half-forcibly fed it into his stomach.

Because Su Mowei and Song Qinghan slept together, Wu Dahu couldn't sleep on the floor in that room anymore. While carrying his things back to the kitchen, he said: "If there is anything, call my name loudly."

Song Qinghan felt a little sorry for him, but after all, this world is different from his original world. Although the three of them are men, it is still not easy to sleep together.

Early the next morning, after Wu Dahu cooked breakfast for the two of them, he went to find Song Shanming with the title deed.

This matter cannot be delayed, Song Shanming will hold on to the end if it is delayed.

After Su Mo opened her eyes slightly, she saw Song Qinghan and thought that the two of them had arrived in the underworld. She couldn't help but hugged him and cried, "My son! Why are you so miserable, and you follow the female father at a young age?" Let's go! You haven't enjoyed any blessings yet!"

Song Qinghan was taken aback for a moment, and the heart that had resisted because of the stranger's touch suddenly melted away.

It's just a man who worries about his kids...

Thinking of this, he patted Su Mowei on the back, and comforted him: "It's okay, motherfucker, everything will be fine in the future."