A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

This issue is too sensitive, so Wu Pinglang didn't answer. Instead, he said, "Dahu has married a husband. Naturally, this will not work."

Xiang Tiange saw that he didn't take the bait, and his eyelids drooped slightly. He said slowly, "it's OK to marry husband lang. isn't it OK to rest? Wu Pinglang looked at him in surprise, thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "this is tiger's family affair. We can't interfere too much. He will decide by himself."

Xiang Tiange is finally able to understand the mood of meixilin, the disguising expression on his face cracked a gap.

This Wu Pinglang is simply pedantic! How did you become the head of the village?!

Just when the matter reached a deadlock, Mei Xilin suddenly came out and said to Xiang Tiange with reserve, and then slowly said to Wu Pinglang, "Mr. Xiang, I think we must take care of tiger affairs."

Wu Pinglang slightly frowned, but still good voice way: "we are talking, you first avoid a while, go in to rest."

"You see, the tiger grew up in such an environment. It's ugly to say that there is no family education or how to deal with people's affairs. We village elders should take the responsibility of discipline him. If you intervene in this matter earlier, you will not let the tiger fall into such a field. So, in detail, you are Sorry, tiger

Xiang Tiange is stunned. It seems that meixilin can say such a seemingly illogical but very bluffing thing.

He's been bluffing, not to mention Wu Pinglang, who has nothing to do with his mind.

Wu Pinglang frowned and his pupils swayed violently. It seemed that he had listened to this remark thoroughly.

"Is it my fault?" he hesitated? Do you think so, brother Xiang? "

Xiang Tiange came back to God, nodded and said seriously: "it's true. It's hard for my brother to say too much. I'm afraid you're not happy. I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be a thorough person."

Wu Pinglang looked at xiangtiange and meixilin. He was completely immersed in self doubt and hesitated to say, "well... How can we remedy it?"

Xiang Tiange saw Mei Xilin winked at himself, coughed softly, and said slowly, "of course, it's to correct the tiger from the source. Since the root of his appearance lies in the demon man, as long as the demon man no longer exists, the tiger remarried my son and took part in the military test. Naturally, he returned to the right track, and his future was bright again?"

"What's more." After a pause, he took a look at Wu Pinglang, and then said, "there is a champion of martial arts in the village. What a long face it is! By then, brother Wu's name will surely be heard all over the country! "

Wu Pinglang didn't get carried away by his last sentence. After carefully thinking about his previous sentence, Wu Pinglang frowned and said, "I haven't heard that Da Hufu Lang has done anything too much. It's really not appropriate for big tiger to abandon him like this."

Mei Xilin widened his eyes and made a gesture on his stomach, which seemed to be a very shameful way: "isn't it too big for such a big stomach? To keep such a female man, sooner or later, is the end of Hongxing's coming out of the wall. "

Wu Pinglang hesitated: "but he didn't hide it. Since Dahu is still willing to marry him, naturally he can accept his shortcomings. What's more, it is too one-sided to judge a person by this."

Xiang Tiange's eyelids rolled, feeling that he was about to be angry with Wu Pinglang.

Mei Xilin's eyes turned and suddenly asked, "so long as the tiger husband Lang does something immoral, will you intervene?"

Wu Pinglang pondered for a while and nodded his head and said, "if Dahu furang does something against Fude, then I will advise tiger."

Meixilin and xiangtiange looked at each other and saw Xiaojiu in each other's eyes.

Xiang Tiange coughed gently and said goodbye: "there are still some things at home. I don't want to stay here for my brother. Brother Wu can take my brother-in-law to play with me when he is free. My husband Lang has talked about it several times."

Wu Pinglang nodded his head and said, "OK, when you are free, you must take Xilin to visit the house and go to brother!"

After leaving Wu Pinglang's home, Xiang Tiange thinks about it. Instead of going home immediately, he goes to the town to find someone.

Song QingHan didn't know that he was missed. After returning home with Wu Dahu, he began to worry about the consequences of offending Mei Xilin. He couldn't help asking, "we don't give the village head a face like that. In case he goes back to blow the pillow side wind, are we not going to be put on shoes by the village head?"

Wu Dahu laughed and said definitely, "the village head is not that kind of person. If he could be easily controlled by his husband, I would have been driven out of the village."

Hearing this, song QingHan said strangely: "according to your opinion, the village head must be a very wise man. Why should he marry such a greedy and cheap man with broken mouth?"

Wu Dahu recalled for a moment and explained: "it is said that the village head and his husband had made a baby marriage since they were young. Later, the village head's family did not want to admit the marriage. However, his husband insisted on marrying the village head and even went on a hunger strike. In the end, he finally fulfilled his wish. For this reason, the head of the village has always been very kind to his husband. Although he does not give in on the issue of principle, he is allowed to live with his temperament on weekdays. "Song QingHan nodded his head and put down his heart.

As long as the village head is a man of his own mind, even if he offends the village head, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After dinner, they got into the bed as usual.

"Tomorrow..." Wu Dahu suddenly opened his mouth.

Song QingHan waited for a long time and didn't wait for the following. He thought that he had a auditory hallucination. When he was about to go to sleep, he heard Wu Dahu say: "follow me to give my father a pillar incense."

It could be heard that although he had tried to keep calm, there was still a slight tremor in his voice, which seemed to be caused by his efforts to restrain his feelings.

Song QingHan seems to have guessed what day tomorrow will be, gently "um" a, with the usual mouth airway: "early rest, the body is important."

Wu Dahu saw that he was calm, and his mood gradually converged. He nodded and fell asleep.

The next morning, they cooked a piece of elbow meat, poured a pot of sugar jar wine, put incense and paper, and walked back to the mountain.

Although they all went into the back mountain, the road they took was totally different from that of hunting.

Wu Dahu helped song QingHan and explained: "this is the place my father likes to come. Although the road is hard to walk, it is quiet, so I buried him here."

Song QingHan carefully looked at the road under his feet. There was no complaint in his expression. He said in a soft voice: "quiet is good. I also like quiet places."

After walking for about half an hour, a small grave bag appeared in their sight.

Song QingHan looked at the stele, although it was not good-looking, but he could see the words with heart. He said to Wu Dahu, "is this tablet made by yourself?"

Wu Dahu nodded, his eyes flashed a little gloom, and said slowly, "my father can't read, so he highly praises scholars. Although I've been to school and learned some words, I still can't fulfill his old man's wish to be a scholar who can do learning."

Song QingHan took a look at him and said, "where can anyone do anything? Even the emperor, who can run the country, knows nothing about farming. "

Wu Dahu subconsciously looked around his eyes, but he said: "you really dare to say anything. If you talk about the emperor in vain, you should be convicted. Don't say so in front of outsiders."

Song QingHan mumbled: "you are not an outsider. How could I be so stupid? I went everywhere to say..."

seeing him like this, Wu Dahu had to comfort him: "I am too nervous, you must know how to behave, and thank you for your comfort."

Hearing Wu Dahu say so coldly, song QingHan's ear tip is slightly red, no longer awkward, help him to roll the paper open, slowly ignite.

Wudahu poured the wine in front of the tombstone, sprinkled the broth, and said slowly, "Dad, I've got married. This is my husband song QingHan. You can eat and drink there, and I'll live a good life."

With that, he ignited the incense, stuck it in front of the tomb, and knocked three heads hard.

Song QingHan took the incense, bowed his body slowly into the soil, learning from the appearance of Wu Dahu: "Dad, I'm here to ensure that the tiger's body is healthy and healthy. You don't have to worry, just protect this little thing in the belly. I hope he won't be so naughty and can have a safe birth."

Because of physical reasons, he did not kowtow, only his hands folded three times at ten.

Wu Dahu took a look at his stomach. His eyes were soft and said, "don't worry. Dad will protect you."

After song QingHan was sent back, Wu Dahu said to him, "I'll stay in the woods for a while, and I'll be back before lunch."

Song QingHan Leng Leng, did not ask why, nodded, only way: "be careful."

He remembered that Wu Dahu once said that if he wanted to be alone, he would go to the woods...

soon after the gate of the courtyard was closed, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Song QingHan frowned and thought it was Lin Dafu again. He said in a cold voice, "don't you say you can't come again? Can't understand people? "

The people outside seemed stunned, but immediately explained, "doctor song, I'm here to see a doctor! Open the door, I'm dying

Song QingHan hesitated for a while. Seeing that the voice of the man outside didn't sound like he hurt his vitality, he asked, "where did you get hurt? If you are seriously ill, you should go to Dr. Luo in the town. I'm only half a doctor, not a doctor. "

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