A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] Chapter 7

Hearing the shout from Song Qinghan, Wu Dahu looked at him in a daze, let alone Song Shanming. It was a long time before he regained his wits.

In his memory, Song Qinghan was always well-behaved and obedient to his father and femina father. Although he got a bad temper sometimes, he never did something rejected. This was the first time he saw the man shouting at mad and behaving rudely.

Was it the influence of the pregnancy period? But he never saw him being like that before.

Song Shanming was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Song Qinghan and said, “Evil son! Evil son! Listen to yourself!”

Although he got rather mad at Song Qinghan, he seemed to admit defeat and prepare to leave.

Anyway, this arable land was quite close to his house, he didn’t put that much worries over the matter.

Something occurred to Song Qinghan all of a sudden, and he turned his head and asked Wu Dahu, “Are the lands you gave them closer to our house?”

Wu Dahu nodded without thinking too much.

“Is the value roughly equal? Compared to these.” Song Qinghan asked.

Wu Dahu seemed to be aware of what Song Qinghan tried to do, he looked at him in a deep feeling, answering, “Yes!”

Hearing that, Song Qinghan shouted without a second thought and stopped the motion of Song Shanming, “Wait a minute!”

As soon as Song Shanming lifted the tools and was ready to go, he turned his head and sneered, saying, “Are you regret now? Give me back the Land Deed, and I will give you a chance to take a look over your femina dad!”

Song Qinghan said with a poker face, “We will exchange the land from Dahu with your land, in this solution, we both get benefit.”

Song Shanming was really fit to tied hearing that, he put down his tools and rolled up his sleeves, trying to bite again.

“Oh well, don’t ever push your luck, little bitch! No way! I will never give you an inch of land until I die! Don’t even think that you got someone behind you, you can yell at me. I will pay back to your femina dad what I’ve got here today.” shouted Song Shanming.

After shouting, he glared at Song Qinghan with full of grudge in his eyes, and then picked up everything and left.

Song Qinghan frowned standing there. What kind of father he got, such a jerk! What did he mean that he would pay back what he got today? What was wrong with him?

Wu Dahu seemed to be kind of worried, he asked Song Qinghan in a slow tone, “Your femina father, he…”

Song Qinghan sneered and answered disdainfully, saying, “Well, don’t even be sympathetic so much for any member of that family. If they worth it, how could they sell their child for a so-called glory?”

Wu Dahu paused for a while and didn’t say anything. He looked at the land and said, “Well, anyway, Song Shanming is rather good at managing the field.”

Yes, that was true, Song Qinghan wasn’t a professional on the land thing. He was still a little upset, stuffing the Land Deed on Wu Dahu’s hands, saying, “I’m going back now.”

Wu Dahu nodded, followed behind him silently and sent him back.

Song Qinghan rushed over to his bed as long as they got home. Wu Dahu stood aside taking care of him, but he could not just stand there and did nothing, the livelihood seemed to be the more urgent matter for them currently. Considering that, he left the room leaving some words to Song Qinghan.

Song Qinghan laid on bed, turning left and right, but still succeeded to fall asleep at the end.

In his dream, there was a pool of blood splashing everywhere. He could see an ailing man laying on the ground. For a further sight of it, he saw that it was Song Shanming abusing the man, with foul-mouthed cursing, “Look at your damn son. He put our ancestors to a shame, he even ignored the benevolence and worship, what are the reasons you live in this world?! Go to hell!”

With that deafening shout in the dream, Song Qinghan woke up and sat on the bed.

Holding a bowl aside the bed, Wu Dahu thought that he had awakened him, but seeing that his forehead was covered with sweat, he quickly took the towel and helped him wipe out the sweat, asking, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Song Qinghan nodded abruptly, and then grabbed Wu Dahu’s arm and muttered, “He’s almost die…”

Wu Dahu didn’t hear it clearly. He leaned his head towards him and asked with a frown, “What’s almost die?”

“My femina dad, he… he is about to die…” Song Qinghan shook Wu Dahu’s hand, with his face full of shock.

Wu Dahu hurriedly picked him up and said in a low voice, “Let’s go and see him!”

He knew the fact that when someone was at the edge of his death, his relatives could somehow sense the feeling. So he didn’t doubt Song Qinghan’s words at all. He was worried that it would too late for them to take that rescue…

The two of them ran frantically along the way, and finally they reached the house of Song Family.

There seemed to be a cry of alarm coming from inside, “Father, it seems femina dad can’t resist anymore!”

Hearing that, Song Qinghan got his heart tightened and clapped the door hard and shouted, “Open the door!”

The room sank into a dreadful silence, and then followed by a sound of stepping. With the door opened slowly, a man showed up in front of Song Qinghan. And to his surprise, it was a young man who looked rather similar to himself.

When the young man inside noticed Song Qinghan, an expression of disgust showed up on his face, while he frowned and said, “Why are you here?”

Song Qinghan didn’t want to waste time with him, he pushed the young man away and walked in.

Inside the room, an extremely skinny man was laying on the ground, it was the same figure and same situation in Song Qinghan’s dream. The only difference was that the current situation wasn’t that bad with not that much blood around. However, the man in agony still seemed to be too weak that he might get a serious hurt inside his body.

Song Shanming leaned aside and looked at them sullenly, sneering, “Guang, take your femina dad inside. I had made a promise that I would never let this bastard visit his femina dad, not even a glance!”

Song Qinghan suddenly walked over, raising his hand and slapping Song Shanming on his face, he pointed at the man on the ground, shouting, “He is your femina husband! Despite his identity of being my femina father, he is your femina husband! Is this how you treat a man who gives birth to children for you and takes care of you? If he died here today, you will be accused of being a criminal of murdering your femina husband. Justice will be rendered soon or later. You probably will be beheaded.”

With a slap on his face, Song Shanming was ignited. He was about to fight back, but when he heard the word “Beheaded”, he became nervous all of a sudden, with a fit of panic flashed in his eyes. He tried his best to straightened his back, and asked in his numbness, “Then…what should we do?”

After that, he walked to Su Mowei’s side, pushed his foot and shouted, “Wake up! Don’t pass out yourself!”

Seeing that he was still being rude without respect at this urgent moment, Song Qinghan pushed him away and instructed, saying, “Make a bed on the ground to prevent him from getting cold. Don’t even try to move him anyway, because his internal organs are probably broken.”

It was quite a knotty situation since the man got his internal organs broken.

Song Qinghan bit his finger, the nerves in his brain blown up.

Yet Song Shanming and Song Yaoguang was rather numb standing there and didn’t even want to move. It was Wu Dahu who went to find the quilt, making a bed under Su Mowei.

“That is my quilt, how can you use mine? Don’t get it dirty!” shouted Song Yaoguang, who noticed that Wu Dahu took out his quilt and set it on the ground.

Song Qinghan glanced at him and said coldly, “You’d better consider what your life will be if your femina dad die!”

Song Yaoguang stepped back a bit hearing the shout of Song Qinghan, he dared to imagine the life without femina father. Then he pulled Song Shanming and said, “Dad! I won’t allow you to marry other man! Otherwise, I will just disappear just femina dad did!

Song Shanming was feeling irritated, but since his son’s capricious begging, he could only comfort him and said, “Okay, okay. I won’t marry others again.”

Song Qinghan paused and heard that they were really planning the life without Su Mowei. A dreadful coldness showed up in his heart, he felt so much for Su Mowei.

He untied Su Mowei’s clothes and saw that his body was densely covered with azure and black and blue marks. He got trembling on his hands seeing how serious the man got injured.

The only lucky thing was that he found no signs of bleeding after carefully inspecting his organs.

Song Qinghan sighed with relief and rolled his eyes. He didn’t want to let these two off so easily, so he said, “I can do you a favor to save him, but I have two requirements that you have to promise me.”

Hearing the word “requirements”, Song Shanming said in a confused but annoyed tone, “What other tricks have you conceived?”

Song Qinghan frowned, he stood up holding his arms, and said coldly, “What else can I conceive? I just don’t want to make you so embarrassed and bear a crime of killing husband! Think about it for yourself. If someone knew that your son got a criminal father, what would his future be like? ”

Song Yaoguang thought of his future, he couldn’t help but tremble. He grabbed Song Shanming and begged, saying, “Father, let them take him away! As long as he isn’t going to die here, it’s none of our business.”

Hearing this, Song Qinghan suppressed his anger and continued to say, “It’s not that big deal. First, I would like to exchange the Land Deed with you. Second, both of you won’t have the right to disturb femina dad anymore. How about that?”

Song Shanming noticed that he did not mention about the medical expenses, he thought for a while and said, “Deal, but you gotta pay for his medical expense yourself.”

Song Qinghan was already numb standing there and said coldly, “I will be full responsible for treating femina dad. You just need to keep your promise in mind about the two requirements.”

Song Shanming sighed with a relief and waved his hand, saying, “Fine! I will head to the official agency with you tomorrow to handle with the Land Deed thing. Just take him out of here, it will be damned unlucky if he die here!

Song Qinghan motioned to Wu Dahu with an eyesight. Wu Dahu nodded, and then carefully picked up Su Mowei’s quilt, which was covering the whole body of him, turned around and went out.

They could still hear Song Yaoguang grumbling, “That is my fucking quilt, how dare they…”

As the late night came without any trace, the cold breeze started to blow. Song Qinghan wrapped his clothes trying to heat up the physical temperature, but the coldness in his heart would never fade away.

Wu Dahu quickly took a few steps to the front of him.

Song Qinghan was stunned by the man’s action. He stretched out his hand and patted on Wu Dahu’s shoulder, asking, “Why are you walking right in front of me? You’ve blocked my way. ”

Wu Dahu didn’t walk away but uttered slowly, “Let me help block the wind away.”

It seemed that the physical coldness had dissipated a bit, while a fit of warmth flowing into his heart.

As they got home, Song Qinghan asked Wu Dahu to find a Safflower Oil, and then carefully rubbed the flesh on Su Mowei’s body kneading the gore to be scattered. Later he made a bowl of porridge and forced the injured man to eat it all.

At night, Song Qinghan shared a bed with Su Mowei, so Wu Dahu had to go back to the kitchen for another lonely night. He noted to Song Qinghan, saying, “If you got some problems, just shout my name loud.”

Song Qinghan felt a bit sorry for his current husband. However, it was a different world that bore a far cry with the original one. In a nutshell, even though three of them were all males, it was still improper for them to share a bed together.

The next morning, Wu Dahu prepared breakfast for the two who still in bed, and then left with the Land Deed to find Song Shanming.

This requirement could not be delayed, since Song Shanming was quite rogue that he probably would deny the deal.

Su Mowei opened his eyes and saw Song Qinghan. He thought that he had gone to the hell with his son Song Qinghan, so he couldn’t help hugging him and crying, “My dear son! How pitiful you are, you are so young but lose your life early! You haven’t enjoyed the fortune yet!”

Song Qinghan was in a daze hearing the cry from the man. Facing with a stranger in front of him did not arise the annoyance but a sense of warmth.

He was only an ordinary man who worried so much about his child…

Thinking of this, he patted Su Mowei’s back and comforted him, saying, “Don’t worry, everything is fine. Femina dad, we will be fine in the future.”