A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Because there was nothing wrong with the original house, Wu Dahu and Qian baozi didn't smash the original house as they did yesterday. Instead, they built a new house next to it, forming an L shape, which together with the original house formed a U shape.

Halfway through the house, an unexpected visitor came again.

Song QingHan looks at Lin Dafu, who stands at the gate of the courtyard and looks inside. He angrily goes over and tries to close the door.

Lin Dafu stretched out his feet and blocked the door. He said eagerly, "chilly, I'll get a doctor to see you. Let's go in."

As he spoke, he turned to his side and showed an old man with a white beard who was blocked by him.

Song QingHan's face was puzzled and said to him in a bad mood: "are you sick? It's up to you! "

However, his strength is not better than Lin Dafu. Even if he uses the strength to feed, he can't close the door completely.

Wu Dahu noticed the movement here. After winking at the money leopard, he put down his things and came over.

"Didn't I tell you not to come?" His tone was less polite than that of yesterday, with a hint of hostility.

Lin Dafu was also cold, squinting his eyes and saying, "the chilly body is not good. I'll find a doctor for him, and we'll leave after the pulse is finished."

Wu Dahu did not give in: "I know his health better than you, even if you want to find it, I should look for it."

"Oh, really?" Lin Dafu laughed sarcastically and then said, "I heard yesterday that you never took him to see a doctor after he lost his memory in the cold."

Wu Dahu subconsciously took a look at Song QingHan. Song QingHan did not know that his casual words had become a tool for Lin Dafu to attack Wu Dahu. He could not help but explain: "I am not sick or painful. What doctor should I see?"

Lin Dafu's expression slowed down in the face of him, but he still insisted: "amnesia is a disease! Why not let the doctor see it? If you have a disease, you can treat it. If you don't, you can rest assured. "

After that, he looked at Wu Dahu and said with a sneer: "is it difficult that someone is worried that you will not be so obedient after you have cured your illness?"

Wu Dahu's face was cold, but he gave up his insistence and said, "I listen to Xiaohan."

See two people at the same time looking at themselves, song QingHan some big head, waved his hand, impatient way: "look, see, after reading you should die!"

As soon as the voice fell, he reached his hand in front of the old man with white beard, nuzzled his mouth, and urged, "hurry up, we have to work."

Wu Dahu saw this, and his eyes flashed with gloom. On the contrary, Lin Dafu's face was filled with complacency.

The old man with white beard pointed to it with a smile, and let song QingHan go back to his room and lie down. Then he slowly moved a bench to sit down, put down the medicine box on his body, took out the mat, and put song QingHan's hand on the cushion, which started to help him pulse.

See him so serious, song QingHan is not good to put on a impatient look, quietly looking at the ceiling, waiting for the results.

However, the process of pulse is too long, song QingHan can't help but think about it.

What if the doctor really tells him what's wrong? What if it is cured and the original body comes back? Or if there is no problem with him, what should he do if he is suspected of his true identity?

Wu Dahu, who is waiting at the same time, is also worried. It seems that no matter what the doctor says, it will not make people too happy.

Again, the doctor said, "take it easy and make it clear."

The doctor finally released his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

He stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "this young master's body should have been weak for a long time, but now it is getting better and better. However, we should continue to maintain it in order to return to the normal appearance. As for the young master, his pulse is strong and everything is healthy."

With this conclusion, he quickly packed up his things and stood up as if he were ready to leave.

Lin Dafu was in a hurry and stopped in front of the doctor. He frowned and asked, "then why did he lose his memory? Don't you see anything? "

The doctor seemed to be reminded of the general, "Oh", stroking his beard and saying, "some female men will have some abnormal conditions when they are pregnant. Even if they can't get their pulse out, they will naturally return to their original appearance after giving birth to children."

His words made people happy and sad. Lin Dafu's face changed greatly. Finally, he sighed and left with song QingHan.

Although Wu Dahu had long guessed that it was such a result, he was still sad to hear this from the doctor.

Sure enough, after the birth of the child, it will be restored to its original state. When it comes, it will be a blessing or a curse. No one can tell.

But it is certain that if song QingHan recovers his memory, he will not treat Lin Dafu as a stranger like this.

Song QingHan was relieved and climbed down from the bed.

Thanks to the "abnormal pregnancy theorem" here to save him, as for how to explain after giving birth to a child, he has already thought well.He said that he felt very happy now and didn't want to recall the past. As for whether he had "recovered memory", who could know? It is impossible for others to take his mind off his head and see whether he is "unwilling" or "unable".

He happily walked over and patted Wu Dahu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "don't cry and lose a face. Am I ok? This time, he must have given up his heart and won't come again! "

Wu Dahu is not so optimistic, and reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth and went out to continue to help.

When he went out, he saw that the progress of the new house was almost the same as when he left. Then he knew that Qian leopard was lazy.

Sure enough, as soon as he approached, Qian leopard lowered his voice and said, "is that Mr. Lin? What's his matter? Back on your word? Want to take your husband back? "

Wu Dahu was upset in his heart and didn't hear his words clearly. He nodded his head.

Qian leopard patted her thigh and angrily said, "there are still such people! If you want to leave, you can take it! I really think of myself as the Jade Emperor

After saying this, he was worried and hesitated: "well, what do you think of your husband? You want to go back? Although the Lin family does have money, it's just a concubine. If you don't have to worry about food and clothing, you'll still be a good wife. He won't be able to choose? "

Seeing Wu Dahu's silence, he thought the result was not so good. He gritted his teeth and said, "this female man! Low vision! Even my brother tiger gave up! He will certainly regret it later! "

"Regret what?"

Song QingHan's voice suddenly sounded. He looked at the motionless two people strangely, as if to see something from their posture.

Qian leopard took a look at Wu Dahu, coughed softly and said with a dry smile: "no, nothing. Brother Dahu, work first. There is nothing you can't do!"

As if to set a positive example for Wu Dahu, he quickly put new mud on his new house, and in a short time he finished half of it.

Wu Dahu's mood also calmed down and said to song QingHan: "you go inside and rest. It's dusty here and it's easy to choke."

Song QingHan saw that his eyes consciously avoided himself, and knew that he had something on his mind. He wanted to ask him why, but there were outsiders at the same time. Finally, he had to go back to the house stuffy and gulp down the fire with Luohanguo tea.

By midday, the first new house was finally built.

Wu Dahu goes into the kitchen to cook. When he comes out again, he disappears. He is afraid that he will leave him to eat and slip away.

When there were only two people left, the embarrassment inevitably spread. Song QingHan suddenly put his chopsticks on the bowl and calmly said, "are you worried that after I recover my memory, I will become embarrassed when I get along with each other?"

Although Wu Dahu did not speak, his face was written "it is indeed so.".

Song QingHan knocked the bowl with his chopsticks and attracted his attention. He said in a funny way: "if I can't recall my memory, just say that we're getting along these days. It's not fake. I can see how good you are to me. Maybe after I recover my memory, I'll change my outlook on you? Don't always think of things in a bad way. Young people always have a wrinkled face, just like a little old man. "

Although Wu Dahu did not fully agree with his words, he was amused by his final tone and raised his eyebrows and said, "I am small? I'm three years older and younger than you? "

This topic is not easy to answer. Song QingHan quietly holds up the bowl. He wants to calculate his age in modern times. He is going to be said to be an old cow eating tender grass.

But fortunately, he is the tender grass now.

After dinner, Wu Dahu probably recovered and the atmosphere recovered. When Qian leopard came, they became the warm husband before.

In the afternoon, without Lin Dafu's interruption, Wu Dahu and Qian baozi became more efficient and built a new house in less than an hour and a half.

Not only that, considering that later two people often need to dry Siraitia grosvenorii and star anise, Wu Dahu also asked Qian leopard to help him build a new wide and large stove.

Before Qian leopard left, he reacted to one thing and suddenly turned to ask Wu Dahu, "don't you have Kang?"

Wu Dahu was stunned and nodded his head: "yes, I'm not afraid of cold, so...

QIAN leopard let things down again with a voice of" Oh, my dear. "He said," you are not afraid of cold, and your husband and son are not afraid of cold? "

Seeing that he began to prepare materials for the Kang, Wu Dahu rushed into the room and drew the place where he was going to make the Kang.

Song QingHan looked at the meeting, puzzled: "since we want to build Kang, it's no use for this bed to come?"

Wu Dahu shook his head and explained, "Kang is just like sleeping in winter. When it's not cold, it's better to sleep in bed, especially for people with a weak body like you."

Song QingHan nodded vaguely. He was a Southerner in modern times, so he never saw Kang, let alone sleep.