A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Lin Dafu seemed to see through his inner thoughts and suddenly said, "don't worry, I won't do such despicable things. What's more, it's a matter of mutual benefit. Why harm others and not benefit yourself?"

"And then he said," I'm going to stop here for a moment, and then I'll leave again

Song QingHan's eyes flashed with surprise and asked curiously, "where are you going? What are you going to do? Will you come back? "

Lin Dafu looked at him in a funny way, shook his head and said, "why do you ask so much? In fact, I just need to know that I can't come back? The answer is bound to make you happy: no accident, I should not come back. "

Song QingHan thought about it and felt that he was not very happy. Although he put down a big stone in his heart, he felt some inexplicable sadness.

After lunch, Lin Dafu suddenly withdrew all the servants, put his hands on the table, looked at Song QingHan's eyes and said, "until now, you still refuse to tell me your secret?"

Song QingHan's heart was tight, subconsciously avoided his eyes, shook his head and said, "what are you talking about? I have no secret. "

Lin Dafu picked his eyebrows and said, "everyone has secrets. For example, my secret is that I can wet my bed until I'm six years old. How about you?"

Song QingHan's face slowed down a little, and then he replied, "my secret is that I peed my pants at the age of seven...

" is that right? " Lin Dafu suddenly leaned back on his chair and looked at Song QingHan's evasive eyes. He was disappointed and said slowly, "don't you say you lost your memory? Why do you remember seven years old? "

Song QingHan knew that he had made a slip of the tongue when he said that sentence. He stammered: "I, I said nonsense."

Lin Dafu's eyes suddenly become sharp and his lips become a straight line.

"Is it? What about the thing that you say you have the habit of drinking and going mad? Are you sure Wu Dahu told you that? "

Song QingHan took a look at Lin Dafu, but could not get any hint from his expressionless face, so he said: "yes, yes...

Lin Dafu suddenly sneered and said mercilessly:" it's a pity that I asked Wu Dahu. He said that he had never seen you drunk. How could he tell you that you would go mad after drinking? "

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"No way! When are you... "Song QingHan said half of the time, suddenly remembered their last meeting with Wu Dahu in front of the prison gate.

Can we say that at that time, Lin Dafu had already begun to suspect him and collect evidence in silence?

The memory of these five days played in his mind like a flash. When song QingHan realized that he was full of flaws, he finally gave up the struggle, relaxed his shoulder and said calmly: "in fact, i...

" Oh, do you finally admit that you used to be disguised? "

Lin Dafu's mood suddenly became a little excited. Rao tried to suppress it, but there was still an obvious tremor in his voice.

Song QingHan's expression is a little dull, it seems that there is no response to the meaning of Lin Dafu's words.

What does he mean "it used to be disguised?" He had never been here before...

seeing song QingHan look like he had been told by himself, Lin Dafu shook his head, flashed a look of gloom in his eyes, and whispered: "I should have thought that you are not amnesia at all, you just don't want to camouflage any more, don't you?"

"I wanted to revenge you, but your nature is much better than I imagined. Although I don't know why you want to deliberately approach me, or even pretend to be my favorite appearance, let me indulge in it, but you must have your own difficulties, right? As you say, it's a lie for your own profit without hurting others? "

Lin Dafu's head is slightly drooping, and he talks about his guess one by one.

Song QingHan opened his mouth and found that he had not followed Lin Dafu's brain circuit, so he had to vaguely say, "Da, maybe..."

Lin Dafu suddenly raised his head, and song QingHan was surprised to find that his eyes were red.

"But you hurt me in the end! So you use amnesia as an excuse to avoid me, don't you? "

Song QingHan touched his head awkwardly and said in a low voice: "yes, otherwise there is no other way...

as a traverser, besides using amnesia to cover up his own mistakes, what excuse can he use?

Lin Dafu's eyes flashed clear. After his mood returned to calm, he said slowly, "I know. In fact, I should thank Wu Dahu. If he doesn't show up, you will probably keep pretending. The later you let me know the truth, the deeper the damage will be. Fortunately, it is not too late."

Song QingHan saw his face appear relief general look, thought, or seriously: "I am sorry for you, destroyed your happiness."

Lin Dafu laughed and said slowly, "well, let's get together and let go. Finally, I'll finish the play with me."The words were open, and song QingHan did not worry that he could not think about it any more. He did something strange, so he readily agreed.

They walked side by side, pointing to the new gadgets in the street, laughing and talking, and finally walked into the biggest jewelry store in town.

The shopkeeper of the jewelry store obviously knew Lin Dafu, even song QingHan. He said enthusiastically, "Mr. Lin and Mr. Song, their feelings are envious of others! It won't be long before the young master is born? "

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't open the teapot, song QingHan looked at him strangely.

Lin Dafu, on the other hand, knew that the shopkeeper had not been here for a long time, and it was normal for him to fall behind. He laughed and did not seem to intend to explain. He said, "can there be a style that you like when you are cold in recent new products?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while, and cheerfully said to the two humanitarians, "there is one in the goods today! I haven't seen it carefully. It's beautiful! I'll take it out! "

After the shopkeeper left, song QingHan pulled the sleeve of Larin Dafu and said in embarrassment, "you don't want to give it to me, do you? It's too expensive...

Lin Dafu picked up his eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "don't you want to accompany me to finish the play? You can think of this as my last remembrance for you. We won't see it in the future, can we? "

Hearing this, song QingHan felt a tight heart, so he had to let go and looked out of the shop with a heavy heart.

Four eyes opposite, a person he never thought of flashed past the door.

"Tiger!" Song QingHan blurted out, his body tight, and seemed to want to chase out.

Lin Dafu suddenly reached for song QingHan's hand and frowned: "what's the matter with you? The shopkeeper is out. "

Song QingHan turned his head and looked at him. He wanted him to let go. But when he saw the fragility in his eyes, he stopped, relaxed and said calmly, "it's OK. I read it wrong."

The shopkeeper looked at the two men and noticed that the atmosphere was strange. He laughed and said, "this hairpin is not ordinary. I just saw that it is hollow on both sides. There is a good implication on both sides. Prince song must like it!"

Lin Dafu took the hairpin, put it into song QingHan's hand, and said with a smile, "how about it? Does it look good? "

Song QingHan fixed his eyes and saw that the hairpin was made of suet jade. He couldn't help but feel it carefully.

If you put it in modern times, how much will it cost!

After wandering for a while, he carefully looked at the shopkeeper's "two-sided hollowing out". He saw pomegranate trees and children on one side and lilies and mandarin ducks on the other side. He couldn't help but exclaim: "this is OK?! Isn't it amazing? "

The shopkeeper was amused by song QingHan's reaction and explained: "the son of song always likes the hollow style, but I'm afraid it's the first time I've seen this double-sided carving? What's more, the hollowed out patterns on both sides symbolize a good relationship for a hundred years and a lot of sons and blessings, which can be said to be the most suitable for the son of Song Dynasty! "

"Yes, put it on my account."

Lin Dafu understated the way, it seems that even the price of this hairpin are disdained to ask.

Song QingHan knew that he had to accept this hairpin, but he still couldn't help asking, "shopkeeper, how much is this hairpin?"

The shopkeeper took a look at Lin Dafu and hesitated and said, "the original price is 5000 Liang silver. In the face of young master Lin, you can only receive 4500 Liang silver."

Song QingHan couldn't help but take a breath, and carefully put the hairpin on the counter, as if afraid of breaking it.

Lin Dafu chuckled, picked up the hairpin, motioned to song QingHan not to move, and then slowly inserted the hairpin into his hair.

Although song QingHan wanted to avoid it, he was afraid that the hairpin would fall on the ground as soon as he retreated. He had to stiff his neck and let Lin Dafu play with him.

Lin Dafu raised his eyelids and looked up at Song QingHan with an angry look outside the shop. A smile flashed across his eyes. He reached out to help song QingHan tidy his hair. When the line of sight disappeared, he slowly retreated. He looked up and down at Song QingHan and said with a smile, "this hairpin is really a good match for you."

The shopkeeper also praised: "the son of the Song Dynasty is the appearance of the city. With this hairpin, it's even more like a fish falling into the sea and a wild goose falling into the moon."

Hearing this, song QingHan couldn't help but shiver.

He still can't get used to the words used to describe women in the past. If the shopkeeper changes to "Yushulinfeng" and "suave and elegant", he will be very happy.

Seeing song QingHan's uncomfortable face, Lin Dafu smiles at the shopkeeper and says, "we still have some things to do. We'll leave first."

The shopkeeper enthusiastically sent them to the door, looked at their backs, and sighed: "it's a couple of bitches, but it's a pity that they're concubines..."

the second grader who has been hiding in the corner and dare not speak finally says, "shopkeeper, Prince song has been suspended."

"Is it? Ah?! What? "

The shopkeeper was surprised to point to the two people's disappeared back, excited way: "Xiu, Xiu?"