A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

I don't know who Wu Dahu came from. He even knew to threaten him with a small stone.

However, he still can't solve this situation, because he can't do it without worrying about the little stone. Even if he gives the little stone to Hualian and Yuanyuan Xuan, he is very relieved.

In fact, although the little stone is so big, he has made a lot of efforts. However, Hualian and Yuanyuan Xuan are the two who exert the most efforts. Even Wu Dahu is the second.

After all, it is not as modern as he used to be. He who gives birth to a child will be fed. Therefore, the relationship between the female father and the child here is not so close except for the October when the baby is born.

But even if it's not so intimate, it's also a piece of meat from his own body. Besides, the little stone elf is weird. Song QingHan originally likes him very much. If there is no Wu Dahu's business, he doesn't mind staying with the little stone all the time.

But husband and son... Can only choose one.

Seeing Wu Dahu gave himself another problem. Song QingHan felt that staring was not enough to express his inner anger. He simply stood up and strode to the distant courtyard.

Although he didn't look back, he wanted to know that Wu Dahu would follow him obediently.

After standing still, he turned around and saw that Wu Dahu was like a pupil who had done something wrong. He looked at him cleverly. The lesson he had just prepared turned into nothing.

"Well, I won't leave the little stone alone. Don't worry about it, but I can't let you go either!"

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly flashed something in his mind. He said decisively, "why don't I take the stone with me to the front line, and you can apply to see if you can stay in the rear to protect us without going to the battlefield. I don't believe that the doctors at the front line don't have assistants to help us."

After listening to his words, Wu Dahu's face flashed a bit of embarrassment, pondered for a long time without being able to speak, as if he didn't know how to say it.

When song QingHan saw this, he could not understand his idea and calmly said: "as a man, it's too difficult for you not to go to the battlefield. I'll think about what else to do."

Although he said this in a bland tone, Wu Dahu clearly recognized his dissatisfaction. With a bitter smile, he said slowly, "I'll try it, but... It's hard."

In fact, song QingHan also knows this truth. After all, Wu Dahu Tuo and Ning's blessing are still a modest official. When others go to the battlefield, the chance that he will not go alone is pitifully small.

He sighed softly, looked down at the small stone sleeping in his arms, and said in a soft voice, "say more, there will always be a way."

Wu Dahu "um" a, looking at his brow that wipe of sadness, just feel heavy in the heart.

The next day, song QingHan was sleeping soundly, and he heard the call of Hualian from outside.

"Young master, master husband, a barbarian is coming from outside...

Song QingHan suddenly opened his eyes, and had no time to feel sorry for his red eyes stimulated by the bright light, and subconsciously said," barbarians? "

He thought of a half night last night, tossing and turning until late at night, so his spirit is still a little confused. At first, when he heard Hualian's words, he thought that the barbarians had hit them.

Or Wu Dahu reacted first and frowned: "are you looking for triplets? Or are you looking for the half breed? "

His words reminded song QingHan that he could not help but take a breath of cool air and climb out of bed at the thought of two troubles at home.

No matter which one he came to look for, he could not neglect it, or he would not even know how to die.

Hualian hesitated for a while, and finally summoned up her courage: "I don't know..."

as soon as his voice fell, song QingHan opened the door from the room. Song QingHan didn't talk nonsense. He went directly to the gate, took a look at the figure behind the gap, and then he knew why Hualian was so flustered.

Although the other side is a person to come, but the momentum of his body can not be underestimated, nearly 1.9 meters of height is the advantage of his body infinitely enlarged, that smooth body curve is enough to explain a lot of things.

Almost with this one eye, song QingHan can conclude that Wu Dahu can't beat the man in front of him.

He opened the door directly and calmly asked, "who are you looking for?"

The man suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "who do you have here?"

Only this sentence, song QingHan knew that he was confused and said something wrong.

If ordinary people see a stranger, most of them will subconsciously ask who the other party is. How can they directly ask who they are looking for?

However, his psychological quality is hard enough, so when he finds out, he just doesn't find it. He calmly says, "it's you who come to look for someone, not me. If you're not in a hurry, you can go and have a rest for a while."

With that, he raised his hand as if to close the door.

He looked up and said, "I'm looking for that bastard."Song QingHan Leng Leng Leng, it seems that the other side so direct, subconsciously let go of the body, calm way: "come with me."

He still remembers that in the story of lucerne, the man who came to look for a half breed didn't like to be found out, but how could this man come in so blatantly? Is it because of a different person?

When he took the man into the room where the half breed was and walked back into the yard, he suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed his sleeve in fear, lowered his voice, and nervously said, "that's the man! That's the man I saw before! As like as two peas! Nothing has changed! "

Song QingHan understood his worries. After all, when he saw the man before, he had tried to kill him. Therefore, even if the man did nothing now, he was still shrouded in that shadow.

"Don't worry. We'll go to another room. He can't see or hear."

They walked into the empty room in the distance. After several sips of herbal tea, he calmed down. He reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was afraid to say, "after all this time, how can he still be the same as he used to be? Do they have any magic

Song QingHan laughs and shakes his head: "you just got far away. You can't see the details on his face. I just saw a lot of fine lines and wrinkles. The man's age must not be young."

The facial features of the barbarians are exquisite and deep. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the difference between their twenties and forties. Therefore, it's understandable that Lu Sen made a mistake. After all, this is not a fantasy world. How can there be immortality?

After thinking about it carefully, Lu Sen felt that song QingHan's words also made sense. When he was relieved, he said, "so it is. I thought, I thought it was a ghost...

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