A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Little stone didn't understand such complicated words. Seeing his hands tied, his voice became more and more angry. He closed his eyes and called out, "bad man! Dad! Bad people

Seeing the eyes of others, Wu Dahu pursed his lips and put down the tent curtain, isolating the curious eyes of all colors.

Song QingHan said he wanted to rest, but he didn't go back to his tent because he was worried that he would not be able to resist a punch when he saw Jiayi's face in his anger.

But if we really want to talk about it, Wu Dahu has to bear most of the responsibility, so he can't do such things.

The places he could go were just a few. When he came back to God, he was already standing in front of Shuluo.

Shuluo has been very comfortable in the wounded soldier camp recently, because his skills learned from Song QingHan are more and more perfect, so his status has also risen with the tide. Even if he talks back to the head of the military doctor in front of the public, the head of the military doctor can't help him. At most, he turns around and walks away.

Therefore, when he saw song QingHan, who had not appeared in front of him for a long time, suddenly came to look for him. He felt flattered in his heart and asked, "what's the matter? Who made you angry? Tell me, I'll help you decide! Even if it's a general, I can't help it...

seeing song QingHan look at himself lightly, Shuluo's heart thump for a moment, and subconsciously say: "is it really a general?"

There was a tangle on his face, as if to regret that he had just boasted too much.

What can he do to make song QingHan angry? To the general? I'm afraid that when he finishes, the bowl of Croton will go into his stomach.

Song QingHan sighed faintly and said wearily, "Shuluo, what would you do if someone did something that made you angry when he was drunk?"

Shuluo knew that the main topic was coming, so she listened to it with her ears up. After listening to it, she said in an inexplicable way: "on this matter?"

Song QingHan Leng Leng Leng, seems not to understand why Shuluo appears so relaxed, nodding: "on this matter."

Two people looked at each other, Shuluo suddenly patted him on the shoulder and calmly said: "of course, I choose to forgive him and empty his family property."

Seeing song QingHan's reply, Shuluo felt as if it was not enough. She looked around, approached song QingHan's ear and said in a low voice: "if you think that's not enough to relieve your anger, send someone to humiliate him. At last, he will show his gratitude to him. From then on, he'll do a good job for you ”

the more he listened, the more he was speechless. However, he could not refute anything because he knew that this was the real idea of Shuluo.

He could not help but feel relieved when he was careful.

Seeing song QingHan silent, Shuluo suddenly asked curiously, "who has done this to you? Lord Wu? But he... "

Song QingHan waved his hand and said in a gloomy way:" you don't care who it is. In short, are there any other ways? "

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Shuluo swallowed the second half of his words very cleverly.

Shuluo thought carefully, and suddenly said, "if you don't always get angry, you choose to forgive. But if you always mind this matter, you won't forgive. After all, your whole life is so long. If you have been facing a person who responds to yourself, it's hard to think about it."

Song QingHan pause, found that his words with his previous admonishment Jiayi words actually have a kind of similar.

He asked himself that he was more or less a bit of a psychological purist, so he subconsciously stepped back when Wu Dahu tried to touch him. If it took a long time, he might be able to forget about it, but if Jiayi appeared in front of him from time to time, it would be difficult for him to forget.

Seeing him tangled in a trance, Shuluo helped him into the tent in fear, and comforted him: "what's so hard to do? Anyway, it's a knife to stretch out my hand and a knife to shrink my head. I'm comfortable. What do you do with so much?"

Song QingHan turned his eyes and looked at him for a while, and suddenly said, "you are right. You are comfortable. I am not the Holy Father. Why should I sacrifice myself to fulfill others?"

With that, he stood up abruptly and walked out quickly.

Shuluo scratched his head after he left, and said to himself, "I'll just say it casually... But who made him angry? Didn't Wu Dahu get drunk once? "

It's a pity that song QingHan has gone far away from home, and there is no possibility of hearing his last words. Otherwise, things will be simple.

After walking back to his tent, song QingHan stopped. Seeing that there was only Jiayi in the tent, he directly showered his cards and said, "even if you are pregnant with Wu Dahu's child, you can't enter Wu Dahu's house, let alone sleep with him all night. So I advise you to give up, Wu Dahu, I can't give it to you!"

Home instrument Leng Leng Leng, red and swollen eyes flashed a touch of doubt, trying to say: "who told you, I sleep with Lord Wu all night?"Song QingHan thought that Jiayi was provocative. He picked his eyebrows and said, "are there several nights?"

Although he seemed very calm when he said this, in fact, there was a storm in his heart.

If Jiayi really meant this, he would have to fight against Wu Dahu.

Once can be regarded as a mistake, two times and three times is really unbearable!

I began to think about it.

"It's not... It's just that you won't let me in?"

Song QingHan was so angry that he couldn't distinguish the meaning of Jiayi's facial expression. He thought he was pretending to be pathetic and sneered: "is this the case? Isn't it just one night? If you really want to enter, then don't blame me for my ruthlessness. Not only do you enjoy the reputation of jealous husband, but also take advantage of the fact that I am a poisonous husband! "

Unexpectedly, Jiayi didn't talk back to him again. She nodded and said, "it makes sense. I'm helpless. If I really go to your house, I won't know which day I'll be killed. So I give up and you can breathe a sigh of relief."

This time, it's song QingHan's turn to stop. He's like a powder keg about to explode. The only vent is blocked up. It's really suffocating.

He suspiciously swept home instrument, and finally saw something wrong. He frowned and said, "have you just cried? What for? Do you really want to understand? "

Jiayi looked calm and lowered her head to make up the bed that had just been disturbed by herself. She said softly: "I haven't been stupid yet. Who is good to me and who is not good to me, I can still tell. I have been persistent before."

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