Chapter 6
A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[1]
Song Qinghan took a few steps back due to discomfort. âUh,â he said honestly, âI think I will have no relationship with you.â
Lin Dafu clenched his teeth, shocked as if he had been struck by lightning. He compressed his lips into a line and left resolutely.
The twins hurriedly chased after him while looking back at Song Qinghan, with a light of complacency in their eyes.
Song Qinghan sighed, feeling that the thing in Lin Mansion was so complicated.
Just as he was about to lower his head to see what those pieces of paper were, a familiar low voice went into his ears.
âHave you regret?â
Song Qinghan was stunned. He turned back to look at Wu Dahu and asked subconsciously, âWhy are you here?â
Wu Dahu didnât say a word, and the flush on his face due to oxygen deficit after intense exercise hadnât disappeared yet.
He wouldnât tell Song Qinghan how desperate he felt when he returned home and saw the words Song left on the ground.
âI leave for the Lin Mansion.â
Song Qinghan had been saying these words ever since he married Wu Dahu. For this reason, Song even went on a hunger strike to make a threat. Although he seemed to have become a totally different person since he woke up, no one could guarantee that it was not his trick.
As expected, when he managed to feel relieved, Song Qinghan went away leaving only one sentence.
What was good about Lin Mansion? What was good about Childe Lin?
When he saw the elegant and well-dressed Lin Dafu, finally he had an answer.
No female men could reject this kind of Childe from a rich family with fair skin, a tall figure, and a handsome face, right?
A complicated look flashed across his eyes and he said slowly, âIf you regret it, you still have a chance after giving birth.â
Song Qinghan didnât understand what his words meant. But seeing Wu Dahan turn around and leave, Song Qinghan could only put down his doubts and followed Wu quickly.
While Wu Dahu was renting the carriage, Song Qinghan finally had the chance to check the few pieces of paper in his pocket. After recognizing the word âTitle Deed for Farmlandâ on the paper, he grabbed Wu Dahuâs arm excitedly and said, âWe have farmlands!â
Wu Dahu subconsciously avoided his hands. After seeing the astonishment on his face, Wu lowered his head and glanced at the title deed for farmland. He paused for a moment and said calmly, âYour dowry?â
Song Qinghanâs face also darkened. âHmmâ, he handed the title deed for farmland over and said expressionlessly, âI donât know how to use it. Take it and see if you can use it.â
Wu Dahu didnât know what Song Qinghan was doing. Did Song intend to compensate him with the dowry, so that he could cut Song some slack in the future?
He shook his head and said, âTake your dowry with yourself. I will find a way in terms of the farmland.â
Song Qinghan put the title deed for farmland into his pocket silently and sat in the innermost corner of the carriage, with his eyes closed to rest.
Wu Dahu was sitting at the outermost corner of the carriage, looking at the scenery outside, not knowing what he was thinking.
When getting off the carriage, Song Qinghan refused Wu Dahuâs help and strode into the yard.
This silence continued until nightfall. After finish the dinner with too much seasoning, Song Qinghan finally burst out.
He stepped forward and grabbed Wu Dahuâs collar, roaring, âLook at your dead face! Itâs just a simple thing that I didnât listen to your words and went outside. Was it necessary for you to make such a sour face? Did I owe you money? You even didnât take the title deed for farmland that I handed to you. Why are you so arrogant? Do you want me to till the land with a big belly? Iâm telling you that I will blame you if the child is born with malnourishment! â
After throwing a tantrum, Song finally felt relieved. Seeing that Wu Dahu lowered his head and remained silent, he felt angry again and continued to yell, âAre you mute? You hid everything in your heart, such as what you liked and were worried about. You didnât say anything about that. With your temperament, you will annoy all the people around to death!
Suddenly, a big hand fell on Songâs hand and slowly tightened. Wu Dahu raised his head, looking at Song Qinghan with complicated emotions.
âIâm worried that you might be provoked to do something stupid. Iâm worried that you might faint outside and no one would lend a hand. Iâm worried that you might leave me and choose to be with Lin Dafu.â
Song Qinghan was shocked and released his hand, but Wu Dahanâs big hand tightened.
âNo matter what you want to do, I will fulfill your wish. However, please do those things after the birth.â Wu Dahu said in a low voice,  humble and trembling.
After saying these words, he released his hand as if trying to calm himself down.
Song Qinghan subconsciously grabbed his hand and said anxiously, âDid you misunderstand something?â
Wu Dahu tilted his head slightly, not knowing what Song Qinghan meant.
Song Qinghan took a deep breath and took out the title deed for farmland. He said calmly, âThe twins came to our house to provoke me in the daytime. I found that they had taken my dowry privately. I threatened them that I would sue them, so that they agreed to return the dowry to me, only that I would take it personally. After leaving the note for you, I went to Lin Mansion. When I was waiting for twins to get my dowry, Lin Dafu suddenly appeared and told me something unintelligible. When I got the title deed for farmland, you showed up. Thatâs all. â
Wu Dahuâs hand trembled, with his face covered in shadows hiding his emotions.
âArenât you going to meet Lin Dafu?â
Song Qinghan was speechless, âHave you forgotten I had lost my memory? I donât know who Lin Dafu is, but I guess his identity from their conversation.â
Wu Dahuâs palms were sweating, and Song Qinghan couldnât even hold it.
âOh, then, rest early.â
This topic was just over, and Song Qinghan knew that he had offended Wu Dahan. Even when Wu Dahan was asleep, Song could see the guilt in his expressions.
The next morning, Wu Dahu did not hurry to the gathering as usual. When Song Qinghan looked at him suspiciously, he explained on his own initiative, âYams were all sold out, and Iâm going to dig some more on the mountain and deal with the few acres of land of your dowry.â
Seeing that Wu Dahan was a little embarrassed at the last half of his sentence, Song Qinghan knew that it was out of a manâs pride. Song took out the title deed for farmland from his pocket and handed it to Wu.
Wu Dahu accepted the title deed and saw the position written on it. He frowned slightly and said softly, âThe farmland is a good one, but it is a little too far.â
Actually, the most difficult part was not the distance, butâ¦
It was difficult for Song Qinghan to say something, so he took a deep breath and said, âIâm going out. Do youâ¦want to go with me?â
Song Qinghan was stunned. This was the first time Wu Dahu asked him whether to go out.
He didnât think much about it and answered directly, âYeah!â
Although neither of them spoke much afterward, they could clearly feel that the relationship between them had eased a lot.
After breakfast, Wu Dahu took Song Qinghan out.
Those few acres of land were close to each other. They were not very far away from Song Qinghanâs home, but two men were working on the farmland.
Song Qinghan frowned, took a few steps forward and asked unhappily, âWho are you? Why are you farming on my land?â
Wu Dahu opened his mouth, but it was too late to stop him. The man on the opposite, with two hands on his hip, pointed at Song Qinghan and scolded, âYou shameless slut! Open your eyes and take a good look! I am your father!â
âNonsense. I am your fâ¦â Song Qinghan stared, swallowing the last word âfatherâ into his throat.
He forgot that his real father was not here, but the father of this body was here!
Song Shanming seemed to think that he hadnât scolded enough, so he came out of the farmland and stood in front of Song Qinghan, cursing, âI shouldnât have given birth to you! You are such a humiliation to my ancestors! If it hadnât been the protection from your femaleâs father, I would definitely have put you in a pig cage and sink that into the pond!â
Wu Dahu took a step forward and protected Song Qinghan behind him, frowning, âEnough!â
But his action seemed to have provoked a furious response of Song Shanming. Song Shanming suddenly aimed at him, pulled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight.
âWhat is enough? You toad! If it hadnât been you who made dirty tricks, he would still be enjoying the good life in Lin Mansion! But now, without a good life, he was even hated by the Lin Mansion! If my son-Song Yaoguangâs reputation was destroyed because of this, I will kill you two, shameless bastards, as compensation to Lin Mansion! â
After saying these long words, Song Shanming seemed to have finally let out his anger. He glared at them fiercely, then turned his back and continued to work.
Wu Dahu sighed softly and put his hand on Song Qinghanâs shoulder, as if advising him to leave.
Song Qinghan pulled his hand away, took a few steps forward and shouted at Song Shanming, âThis is my farmland! Get out!â
He had been in a good mood when he came out in the morning. Then his mood was totally destroyed by this man. Even if this man was the real father of this body, Song Shanmingâs behaviour has put an end to the relationship between the two of them.
Song Shanming was in a daze and turned back to look, as if he didnât expect that Song Qinghan would say such things.
He picked up his sleeves and raised his hand high up, saying angrily, âWhat did you say? Bitch!â
Song Qinghan subconsciously closed his eyes, but the slap he had expected didnât fall on his face. Opening his eyes, he saw that Wu Dahu was tightly clenching Song Shanmingâs hand, with a gloomy face.
âHe is now my husband first, followed by your son. You want to beat him? Did you ask me in advance? â
A trace of fear flashed across Song Shanmingâs eyes. After all, Wu Dahu was famous for his martial arts in the village.
However, he still refused to submit. Raising his neck, he said, âListen to what your husband said? Did he asked me to get out? Why would I get out of my own farmland? â
Song Qinghan took out the title deed for farmland and pointed at the big word on it, âBlack characters on white paper with the red official seal. Do you dare to say that the farmland belongs to you again?â
Seeing the title deed, Song Shanmingâs anger faded, but he still argued, âThis is the dowry to marry you to Lin Mansion! Now that you were abandoned by Lin Mansion, the farmland would naturally belong to the original owner! Since you came today, we should go to the government and get my farmland back officially!â
Song Qinghan laughed grimly. This man was really shameless. Not only did Song Shanming not plan to give the farmland to Song Qinghan, but he even wanted to take the farmland away!
âI am sorry then! We could go to the government, but I am going to sue you for the appropriation of property instead of giving the farmland to you.â
Seeing Song Shanming was in a daze, Song Qinghan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, âYou secretly farmed my land and turned my fertile land into a poor land. Donât imagine little money can solve this.â