A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 29

This question is too sensitive, so Wu Pinglang didn't answer, but said: "Dahu has already married a husband, so naturally this matter won't work."

Seeing that he didn't take the bait, Xiang Tiange drooped his eyelids, and said slowly: "It's okay for husband to marry, can't he still divorce? What's more, it's such an undisciplined husband..."

Wu Pinglang glanced at him in surprise, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This is Dahu's family business, we can't get involved too much, he will decide for himself."

Xiang Tiange was finally able to understand Mei Xilin's mood, and the fake expression on his face cracked once.

This Wu Pinglang is simply pedantic!How did he become the village chief when he couldn't turn his head so much? !

Just when the matter was at an impasse, Mei Xilin came out suddenly, greeted Xiang Tiange reservedly, and then slowly said to Wu Pinglang: "Sir, I think we must take care of the big tiger's affairs !"

Wu Pinglang frowned slightly, but still said in a good voice: "We are talking, you should avoid it for a while, go in and rest."

Mei Xilin continued without hesitation: "Look, Dug grew up in such an environment. To put it bluntly, he has no family education and doesn't know how to behave. We elders in the village should Take on the responsibility of disciplining him, if you intervened in this matter earlier, you wouldn't have let Dumb fall into such a situation, so in detail, you are sorry for Dumb!"

Xiang Tiange was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't expected that Mei Xilin could say such seemingly illogical, yet very bluffing words.

He was bluffed, let alone Wu Pinglang, a person who didn't have any twists and turns.

Wu Pinglang frowned, his pupils shook violently, and he seemed to have fully listened to the words.

He hesitated and said, "Is it my fault? Brother Xiang, you think so too?"

Xiang Tiange came back to his senses, nodded, and said seriously: "That's true, there are some things that you can't say too much as a brother, I'm afraid you will be unhappy, but I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be a transparent person."

Wu Pinglang looked at Xiang Tiange, then at Meixilin, completely plunged into self-doubt, hesitantly said: "Then... then how can we remedy it?"

Seeing Mei Xilin winking at him, Xiang Tiange coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Of course it was corrected by Dahu from the source, since the root of his appearance is that demon man, as long as that demon The man no longer exists, Duo married my son again, and participated in the martial arts test, everything will naturally return to the right track, won't his future be bright again?"

"What's more." He paused, took a look at Wu Pinglang, and continued: "A martial arts champion in the village, what a face! At that time, brother Wu's name will definitely be resounding all over the country! "

Wu Pinglang was not overwhelmed by his last sentence. After carefully thinking about his previous sentence, he frowned and said, "I didn't hear that Mr. Dahu did anything too extreme. Just let Dahu kill him like this." It's really inappropriate to give up."

Mei Xilin's eyes widened, and she made a motion on her stomach, as if she was very shameful: "Such a big belly, isn't it too much? Keeping such a female man, sooner or later, it will be the end of Hong Xing's cheating."

Wu Pinglang said hesitantly: "But he didn't hide this matter. Since Dahu is still willing to marry him, he can naturally accept his shortcomings. Besides, judging a person based on this is a bit too one-sided."

Xiang Tiange rolled his eyelids, feeling that Wu Pinglang was about to piss him off.

Mei Xilin rolled her eyes, and asked suddenly: "Then as long as Mr. Dahu does something immoral, will you intervene?"

Wu Pinglang thought for a while, nodded and said: "If Mr. Dahu did something against his virtue, then I will speak out to persuade Dahu."

Mei Xilin and Xiang Tiange looked at each other, and they both saw Xiao Jiujiu in each other's eyes.

Xiang Tiange coughed softly, and said goodbye: "I still have something to do at home, so I won't stay here any longer, Brother Wu can bring his brother-in-law to my house to play when he is free, my husband has mentioned it several times."

Wu Pinglang nodded in response, and said: "Okay, when I have time, I will definitely take Xilin to the mansion to visit, brother Xianghao!"

After Xiang Tiange left Wu Pinglang's house, he thought about it, and instead of going home immediately, he rushed to the town to find someone.

Song Qinghan didn't know that he was being missed by others. After returning home with Wu Dahu, he began to worry about the consequences of offending Mei Xilin, and couldn't help asking: "We don't give face to the village chief Fulang like that, what if If he goes back to blow the pillow wind, don't we want to be put on small shoes by the village chief?"

Wu Dahu smiled and said affirmatively: "The village chief is not that kind of person. If he could be easily swayed by his husband, I'm afraid I would have been kicked out of the village long ago."

Hearing him say this, Song Qinghan said strangely: "According to what you said, the village head must be a very sensible person, why would he marry such a person who loves petty gain and has a bad mouth?"

Wu Dahu recalled for a while, and explained: "It is said that the village head and his husband have been married since they were young. Later, the village head's house was run-down, and his husband's family didn't want to admit this marriage, but his husband insisted on marrying. For the village chief, he even went on a hunger strike to protest, and finally got his wish. For this reason, the village chief has always been very kind to his husband, and although he will not compromise on issues of principle, he usually allows him to live as he pleases."

Song Qinghan suddenly realized and nodded, feeling a little relieved.

As long as the village chief is a man of his own mind, even if they offend the village chief Fu Lang, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After dinner, the two got into bed as usual.

"Tomorrow..." Wu Dahu suddenly said.

Song Qinghan waited for a long time without waiting for the next text, thinking that he had an auditory hallucination, and when he was about to sleep, he heard Wu Dahu continue: "Come with me and put incense on daddy."

It can be heard that although he has tried his best to keep calm, there is still a slight tremor in his voice, which seems to be caused by his efforts to restrain his emotions.

Song Qinghan seemed to have guessed what day it was tomorrow, he gave a soft "hmm" and said in a normal tone, "Rest early, your body is important."

Seeing that he was calm, Wu Dahu gradually restrained his emotions, nodded, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the two cooked a piece of elbow meat, poured a pot of sugar jar wine, took incense and paper, and walked towards the back mountain.

Although they all went into the back mountain, the way they walked was completely different from the way they usually walked when hunting.

Wu Dahu helped Song Qinghan, and explained: "This is the place my father likes to come to. Although the road is difficult, it is quiet, so I buried him here."

Song Qinghan carefully looked at the road under his feet, without any complaints in his expression, and said softly: "It's good to be quiet, I also like quiet places."

After walking for about half an hour, a small tomb appeared in sight of the two of them.

Song Qinghan looked at the stele, although it wasn't pretty, but he could see the words with heart, and said to Wu Dahu: "You made this stele yourself?"

Wu Dahu nodded, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he said slowly: "My father is illiterate, so he admires scholars very much. Although I also went to school and can read some words, I still couldn't fulfill his old man's wish after all. , to be a scholar who can do learning."

Song Qinghan glanced at him, and explained: "Where can someone know everything? Even the emperor who is capable of governing the country doesn't know anything about farming."

Wu Dahu looked around subconsciously, and said helplessly: "You really dare to say anything, and you will be punished for making false comments on the emperor, so don't say such things in front of outsiders from now on."

Song Qinghan muttered: "You are not an outsider, how can I be so stupid, go around and say..."

Seeing him like this, Wu Dahu had no choice but to comfort him: "I'm too nervous, you must know how to measure it, and thank you for your comfort."

Hearing Wu Dahu say this out of the blue, Song Qinghan's ears were reddish, he stopped being awkward, helped him to rub the paper away, and lit it slowly.

Wu Dahu poured the wine in front of the tombstone, sprinkled broth on it, and said slowly: "Father, I'm already married. This is my husband Song Qinghan. You can eat and drink well over there. I will live a good life."

After speaking, he lit the incense, stuck it in front of the tomb, and kowtowed three times vigorously.

Song Qinghan took the incense, bowed his body and slowly inserted it into the soil, imitating Wu Dahu's appearance and said: "Father, with me here, I will ensure that Dahu's body is healthy and healthy. You don't have to worry, just bless you Let’s take care of this little thing, I hope he won’t be so naughty and can give birth safely.”

Due to physical reasons, he did not kowtow, but clasped his hands together and nodded three times.

Wu Dahu glanced at his stomach, his eyes were filled with tenderness, and he said affirmatively: "Don't worry, father will definitely protect you."

After sending Song Qinghan back, Wu Dahu said to him: "I'll go to the forest for a while and come back before lunch."

Song Qinghan froze for a moment, didn't ask why, nodded, and said: "Be careful."

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

Not long after the courtyard door was closed, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Song Qinghan frowned, thinking it was Lin Dafu again, and said coldly: "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to come again? Can't understand people's words?"

The people outside seemed to be stunned, but immediately explained: "Doctor Song, I'm here to see a doctor! Open the door quickly, I'm going to die!"

Song Qinghan hesitated for a while, seeing that the voice of the person outside didn't sound like he was hurting his vitality, he asked: "Where are you injured? If you are seriously ill, go to Dr. Luo in the town. Not a doctor."