A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing song QingHan's indifference, Lin Dafu sighed slightly, took a look at the curious Qian leopard, frowned and asked, "who are you? Why don't you leave? "

Money leopard also does not advise, hey hey a smile, way: "you did not go, how can I go? In case something happens to big tiger husband Lang, how can I tell big tiger brother? "

Lin Dafu's face was ugly and he brushed his sleeve and said, "I'm here. How can something happen to the cold? You leave quickly, don't destroy the reputation of cold! "

Qian leopard looked up at the sky. Seeing that it was time for lunch, he was afraid that his staying would affect song QingHan's eating. He did not say that he would be taught by his family's Xiaofu Lang, so he stretched out his hand to carry Luohanguo on his shoulder, lifted his chin in the direction of the door, and said to Lin Dafu: "let's go. It's time for big tiger husband to have a rest."

Lin Dafu originally wanted to stay alone with song QingHan for a while. Seeing song QingHan's approval, he nodded to Qian leopard. His chest was stagnant, so he had to say, "QingHan, I'll come to see you tomorrow!"

Song QingHan didn't even look at him. After sending the money leopard out, he closed the gate with his backhand.

Finally, Lin Dafu, the God of plague, was sent away. He was almost starving to death.

He shook his head and went into the kitchen. After warming up the food Wu Dahu had left for him in the morning, he ate it all.

It was not until the sun set that big tiger came back.

Song QingHan saw him empty handed and said in surprise, "everything is sold out?"

Wu Dahu's eyes were dizzy, and he said with a smile, "yes, butcher Chen said that our seasoning cooked meat is very delicious. These days, someone has been asking him if there is anything to sell. As soon as I went today, I sold most of the bags. Other people who got the news also came to buy the remaining small half bags."

Seeing that the seasoning was so popular, song QingHan also felt happy and said excitedly: "it's just that the leopard brothers came to buy our Siraitia grosvenorii today. Tomorrow we'll go into the mountain together and pick all the things that should be picked!"

Wu Dahu looked at the kitchen in surprise and saw the ten or twelve silver that song QingHan had not collected.

"How could a leopard like Siraitia grosvenorii so much?"

Song QingHan thought about it for a while and told him what happened after Qian baozi came here, including Lin Dafu's saying that he would come again tomorrow.

Wu Dahu's face was really gloomy, but fortunately, song QingHan told him about it personally, rather than told him secretly by Qian baozi. With this in mind, his mood eased a little.

"It's OK. He can come if he wants. We'll go into the mountain early tomorrow morning. If he has the ability, he will find the mountain."

Song QingHan thought the same thing. Seeing Wu Dahu didn't get angry at Lin Dafu's coming. He felt that this was a great progress in their relationship.

After dinner, wudahu took all the money out of his body and put it into song QingHan's hand. He said, "add in the leopard's ten or two. It's sixteen taels of silver. You should keep it."

Song QingHan did not polite, nodded and turned to put the silver under his pillow case.

At this rate, they may soon become rich.

The next morning, they got up early and went into the back mountain with their tools after breakfast.

Different from last time, Wu Dahu didn't go hunting this time. Instead, he picked Siraitia grosvenorii with song QingHan, and then picked a large bag of star anise, onion, ginger and garlic.

When he left, Wu Dahu dug some vines of Siraitia grosvenorii, tied one end to his waist and dragged him down.

As he passed by, he dug out some of everything with his hoe and threw it into the basket behind him.

Song QingHan saw his action and said strangely, "are you going to take it back to the yard and plant it?"

Wu Dahu nodded, paused, looked at him, and said, "you said last time you want to plant Grosvenor vine in the back of the yard? Next, we'll get some native mushrooms. At this moment, we'll plant Siraitia grosvenorii first, and then we'll bring some soil under the pine trees. It's easy to grow mushrooms. "

Seeing that he almost didn't write down his words, song QingHan felt warm in his heart and nodded gently.

When they went back, they were surprised to see a basket covered with red cloth in front of the yard.

Song QingHan opened the red cloth and looked at dozens of eggs in the basket and said strangely, "who brought this? Brother leopard? Or Lai Fu? "

Wu Dahu pondered for a while and said slowly, "if it was the two of them, they would not put things down like this and leave. They are all neighbors. If we are not at home, we can send them next time. If I am not wrong, it is probably Lin Dafu who did it."

Hearing Lin Dafu's name, song QingHan quickly turned the red cloth back and carefully looked at Wu Dahu and said, "so... Put it here?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Dahu shook his head and took the initiative to lift the basket and bring it into the yard.

"Eggs are good things. You should eat an egg every day when you are pregnant. In the past, conditions did not allow it. Now it is not good to buy eggs. These eggs are reserved for you to eat."Song QingHan hesitated for a moment, hesitated and said, "that... Where is Lin Dafu?"

To accept Lin Dafu's egg is to owe him a favor. The relationship between the two families is irreconcilable. How can the relationship be good?

Wu Dahu gave him a "rest assured" look in his eyes, pointed to the Luo Hanguo just picked back and said, "next time we go to the town, we will send a bag of Siraitia grosvenorii to the forest house, and we will return this favor."

Song QingHan thought for a moment that only they have Luohanguo. They can't easily buy it on the market. If you give it to Lin Dafu, it's not a debt to him.

So he nodded and took the basin out to wash the Siraitia grosvenorii.

Wu Dahu went to the back of the yard, turned over the ground with a hoe, set up a shelf, planted Siraitia grosvenorii, and then went back to the yard to deal with fresh Siraitia grosvenorii with song QingHan.

After the two people finished processing Siraitia grosvenorii, it was time for lunch. They prepared to finish lunch and then continue to tidy up the seasoning.

I just didn't expect that after lunch, the gate of the courtyard was knocked.

Xiao Qing's voice came cautiously from the outside, as if afraid of disturbing them to take a nap: "Song Fu Fu, is song Fu there?"

Wu Dahu opened the door and asked, "what's the matter?"

Seeing Wu Dahu, Xiaoqing nervously rubbed the corners of his clothes, took a look inside, and whispered: "my female father's wound seems to be getting better. I want to let Dr. Song go to see if he wants to take out the thread or something..."

Song QingHan heard the voice, nodded and resolutely said: "go!"

Xiaoqing looked at him gratefully and walked forward a few steps to lead the way.

Wu Dahu is a little helpless. He finds that song QingHan has become willing to help people since he lost his memory. This is not to say that he did not like to help people before. It is just that he is so enthusiastic in helping people see a doctor, which is not found in the news he has heard.

But think so, he saw song QingHan go out, or quickly shut the door, quietly follow song QingHan behind, toward the Xiaoqing family.

When song QingHan saw the wound on her father's back, he pondered for a while and ordered, "bring me wine, scissors and clean cotton."

Xiao Qing listened and ran down to get ready for the three things.

Wu Dahu sighed after Xiaoqing left when he saw song QingHan. He moved in his heart and asked, "is it difficult to do?"

Song QingHan's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, holding his chin and saying: "it's not difficult to do, but the tools are too simple. If you have a hand... A knife, it would be good."

Knife? Wu Dahu didn't miss the word and went on to ask, "how big a knife do you want? Is there a requirement for shape? "

Song QingHan probably described the shapes and sizes of various scalpels for Wu Dahu. After reacting to the fact that it was useless to say so, he sighed again.

Wu Dahu pondered for a while, nodded and said, "let's go to the town tomorrow, and I'm going to make a dagger so that I can carry it with me."

Song QingHan said dubiously: "can you really make it? Don't you all have very large knives? "

Wu Dahu said with a smile: "your knives are basically made in the iron shop. Is it possible that the kind of knives you mentioned were brought by people from other places?"

This is not easy to answer, whether it should be lying or not, so song QingHan vaguely said: "Oh, try tomorrow."

After half a column of incense, Xiaoqing took the things over, looked at the sleeping female father and asked, "do you need to wake up my female father? He is easy to get sleepy at noon. He is still awake before I go to see you. I didn't expect to fall asleep as soon as he came back. "

Song QingHan shook his head and said, "it's good. There is no anesthetic for him. If it doesn't hurt for a while, it won't hurt for a while. When he wakes up, hold him down."

After finishing the routine disinfection, he picked up the scissors and cut the black thread on the back of Xiaoqing female father.

Almost all of the black lines have grown with meat, so it's not easy to pick them out.

Fortunately, it is the biggest time for the sun, song QingHan carefully picked out all the black lines behind the little green female father by the light.

Xiaoqing's female father was awakened by pain, but Xiaoqing kept in mind song QingHan's orders and held down her father as soon as possible. Therefore, there was no tragedy. Otherwise, if song QingHan didn't pay attention, the scissors might be directly inserted into Xiaoqing's female father's wound.

After picking out the black thread, song QingHan wiped it slowly along the periphery of the wound with wine. After the success, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "OK, after the wound is completely closed, the scar will naturally fall off, and you can get water. Now, you still keep the original taboo."

Xiao Qing's female father said gratefully, "thank you very much. You are really a good man."

Song QingHan waved his hand and didn't care about the tunnel: "it's nothing. You have a good rest. Let's go first."

Xiao Qing sent the two men to the door, and after a while, she still reminded them: "I heard that the village head next door wants to marry his son to big tiger brother...

he said that the village head of the next village wanted to marry his son to big tiger brother...

he said that the village head of the next village wanted to marry his son to big tiger brothe

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