A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 105: The Servant Hualian

Translator: LiamHW

Seeing that Song Qinghan was fine, Wu Dahu got released all of a sudden but still frowned tightly, “Is he insane? How can he be so vicious like that using unscrupulous tactics. Did he really think that I will be grateful for that?”

Song Qinghan patted Wu Dahu on the back, comforting, “It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s talk about something cheerful, how’s your night so far? Was it smooth?”

Suddenly, the wrinkling eyebrows loosened on Wu Dahu’s face, and it could be seen that Wu Dahu came to a smile, he said slowly, “Probably those nobles are going to hate me and regard me as a sting in their eyes. I stole their thunders tonight. And Xing Liyu ignored the others but gave me some advice in the side hall. And after that, I found they all stared at me with their eyes burning with fire.”

Song Qinghan could feel Wu Dahu was really excited about that from his expression. But in the meanwhile he was also a bit worried, he was never able to figure out whether such a “Stealing Thunders” stuff would be a promising or just a CURSE.

Wu Dahu seemed to have found out Song Qinghan’s concern, he approached and grabbed Song Qinghan’s hand, smiling, “Xing Liyu said that he would love to see us in the state capital, he intended to protect us. Han, don’t worry about that. No one dares to set himself against Xing Liyu.”

Seeing that Wu Dahu seemed to have a well-thought-out plan in his mind, Song Qinghan loosened his shoulders and nodded, and then praised with his eyes blinking with admiration, “My husband is always the best!”

The faint candlelight flickered on Song Qinghan’s face, his snow-white and smooth skin was reflected while his cheek was ruddy and tender. And it was right at the moment Wu Dahu finally saw a pleasing picture of “Beauty under the candlelight”. He took a glance at Little Shitou who was now sucking his own thumb and sleeping sweetly, and the next moment he carried Song Qinghan up and threw him gently into bed.

The sudden weightlessness startled Song Qinghan, he was shocked and driven to his wit’s end in bed. At the moment he was about to speak, he found he was locked by the stiffness.

The clothes fell to the ground one piece by another, the candlelight flickered and flickered as the single candle in the room was dying away. And all of a sudden, the candle gave off the last brightness and then disappeared as if it was trying its best to have the last peek at these two men. The darkness overwhelmed the room just in a flash, everything quietened with silence leaving the two fierce rapid breaths.

Though Song Qinghan had expected that the day would come soon and he had always waited for that, he couldn’t help but still be quite nervous and stiffened, as if he was trying his best to break through the uneasiness.

However, how could Wu Dahu, who had been enduring for a long time, let Song Qinghan escape so easily? As he strengthened the force on his wrists, Song Qinghan as a helpless prey couldn’t even move a bit.

They were like two pieces of iron which were all-prepared to melt in the same steelmaking furnace, their body temperature transmitted to each other as they breathed even fiercer in each other’s ear. Finally, the temperature reached its peak, these two pieces of iron melted and mingled. Vapor dissipated in the air.

Song Qinghan breathed heavily in bed, seemingly all his strength was sucked by the man aside, he felt exhausted, moaning, “Water…”

Wu Dahu quickly got out of bed, poured a cup of hot lemon tea and delivered to Song Qinghan.

After drinking the lemon tea, Song Qinghan finally gained a little strength back, but just as he was about to get up to clean the mess. He was fiercely dragged again by his waist, again, he lay on his back while Wu Dahu turned his face at Song Qinghan with both his hands supported on the bed. Song Qinghan was fixed tightly.

Again? It seemed that Wu Dahu was just vigorous like a tiger tonight, showing all his eagerness to show Song Qinghan how strong he loved him. At the same time, Song Qinghan didn’t reject and make a sound at all in thinking that Yuan Wenxuan was still in the house, it would be so embarrassed if the child heard something.

Fortunately, Yuan Wenxuan chose a remotest room from the one where Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu stayed in the very beginning. Otherwise, such a whispering sound must have all been heard by him without doubt.

Round after another round. It was not until Little Shitou cried did they finally stop. Wu Dahu then got dressed and rushed to help Little Shitou change the diaper. And then came back in bed and hugged Song Qinghan snuggling together.

Song Qinghan was paralyzed in Wu Dahu’s arms. Though he felt so much exhausted and painful, he was still satisfied.

Well, the six packs seemed to be more delicious than the ones in his imagination!

The next morning, Song Qinghan slept till it was already at noon.

It was quiet in the yard. Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan had already left. The breakfast was still heating in the boiler in the kitchen while the remaining half of the milk had disappeared. Probably Wu Dahu just fed Little Shitou with that. That was why Little Shitou didn’t burst out crying this morning.

He struggled to get up, supported his almost-broken waist, and walked into the kitchen to have breakfast, and he came to Little Shitou and carried him in the arms and then got back into bed.

Just as the drowsiness again overwhelmed him, the door was knocked. The hurried knocking sound annoyed him.

He couldn’t imagine who else would knock on the door right at this time if it wasn’t Zhai Su. Just as he was about to ignore the man outside and closed his eyes again, to his surprise, Zhai Su’ voice rang clearly from outside.

“Don’t you really want to know the reason why I harassed you and bothered you like that?”

Song Qinghan took a pause, and then got out of the bed quickly and carried Little Shitou in his arms, rushed over to the door and opened. He frowned at Zhai Su who was showing calmness on face, “What the heck do you really want?”

This time, Zhai Su did not rush in. He stood motionlessly in the same place and smiled faintly, “I only got a son in my entire life, and it’s your husband. The truth is right here no matter how the time goes by. He was my son in the past and he will be always my son. We just get the tie.”

Song Qinghan asked expressionlessly, “So? Do you want to get him back as a son? And get him back to be your obedient son so you can enjoy the happiness of a family reunion?”

“Do you really think that it’s going to happen as you wish?” Song Qinghan continued to interrogate, he felt quite satisfied as he finally noticed a sorrow on Zhai Su’s face.

However, if Zhai Su was such a person who was easily hurt by words, he probably wouldn’t have left Wu Dahu and his ex-husband with so many gossip talk behind him in the past. Therefore, he quickly adjusted his expression and answered in a extreme calmness, “The fact that Wu Dahu is my son is not going to change no matter how he treats me anyway, we just get the blood tie. See? I own everything now, I enjoy great reputation, I own inconsumable fortune. And all this will be the stepping stone to my son’s success. He can get success in an easier way. He is going to inherit my fortune and my position.”

“Aha”, chuckled Song Qinghan, shaking head, “Oh, do you think you are one of the relatives to the royalties now? What supreme position will he inherit from you?”

This was in an ancient era of strict ranking grades, after all. He didn’t dare to mentioned the “Emperor” to any outsider. But he believed that Zhai Su could still figure out what he meant by the “Royalties” stuff.

Well, Zhai Su of course could understand Song Qinghan’s words, he got irritated all of a sudden, and then he pointed at Song Qinghan as if he had forgotten the etiquette again, “You, you are such an unruly femina man, you don’t deserve Wu Dahu!”

Song Qinghan glanced at him and sneered, “This is the second time you mentioned that. But, it’s none of your business whether I deserve Wu Dahu or not. Oh, in my points of view, you don’t even deserve to be a man. Are you going to be a monk abandoning the secular world?”

The wrath festered in Zhai Su’s mind, causing the blood spouting in his vein and imbuing into his brain. Dazzled, Zhai Su staggered, and reached out get himself supported by the wall, and then he closed his eyes for a short while of rest and slowly said expressionlessly, “You can offer nothing to Dahu except that delicate face and some tricky medical skills. Tell me, what else you can offer Dahu? There are innumerable femina men outside who was younger than you and got more delicate face than yours. Just take Dahu’s cousin for example, he is already much better than you and the meantime he is more tactful than you. Give up the position in this family just for Dahu’s sake, will you?”

He paused, then added, “The new mistress is not as jealous as you are. He will definitely be willing to get along well with a concubine who has already given birth to Wu Dahu, so you don’t have to worry.”

Song Qinghan’s eyes widened as if he had just heard a horrific story full of nonsense. And then he smiled with anger, saying, “Are you still dreaming right now? Why should I give up the position? If I chose the psychiatry as my major, I might have had the ability to make a treatment to you now. It’s such a pity! Oh, pray to the Buddha, it might help.”

Then, he slammed the door shut, he was quite regretful now to open the door.

“Am I insane? Do you know how many people out there would have troubled you if it wasn’t me! How did Dahu get the compliments from Xing Liyu so easily?”

Zhai Su’s voice sounded like he was leaning against the door, which sounded sharp and dull.

Song Qinghan got a sudden shiver, both physically and mentally. He then raised his head skeptically, saying, “Was it all the arrangement from you yesterday?”

Seeing that Zhai Su sneered and didn’t say anything, Song Qinghan knew that Zhai Su was definitely telling a truth. In fact, as long as he thought about it carefully, he would find that this incident revealed something strange from the beginning, but they were just being so naive that they thought it was just a bless from the Buddha.

He didn’t know what to say for a moment. Should he ask Zhai Su not to help them out anymore? But since Zhai Su had done such an assistance, he couldn’t just ignored the fact.

Finally, Zhai Su calmed himself down and then he answered plainly, “I don’t require that much. As long as you can accept one servant of mine to stay here and take care of you, I will be totally satisfied. Wu Dahu had gained some reputation now and got enough money. People will judge him if he does everything by his own. Well, I just want him to pay more attention on something more valuable.”

Song Qinghan was silent for a while before suddenly asking, “Just one?”

An excitement emerged on Zhai Su’s face all of a sudden as he heard that, and then answered quickly, “Yes, just one, just one, if you accept that deal, I won’t harass you anymore.”

Song Qinghan reached out to open the door again, and said with a cold face, “Well, I can promise you. But the servant must be obedient to me, and do nothing without my permission. Or I can kick him out anytime.”

Zhai Su pondered, but still compromised at the end, “Alright, alright. If he does something wrong. You can punish him in any way.”

After the two of them reached an agreement, Zhai Su waved his hands to the other side. And then a femina man featured a calm and elegant appearance showed up right outside the door. The femina man made a bow to the two.

Zhai Su nodded with satisfaction and said in a plain tone, “This is your new mistress. Try your best to serve him good, or…”

Song Qinghan didn’t understand what he meant, but that femina man seemed to get a sudden fright at once, he lowered his face respectfully, answering, “Yes, Master.”

It was not until Zhai Su left did the femina man dare to raise his face, he looked at Song Qinghan and said, “Please give me a name, Young Mistress.”

Song Qinghan looked at him carefully and frowned, “Didn’t you have a name before? Just use your previous name.”

Hualian, the femina servant, kowtowed heavily on the ground, saying respectfully, “Me, Hualian, thank you so much, Young Mistress, for your great benefaction.”

Although Song Qinghan didn’t like the servant at all because of Zhai Su, it didn’t mean that he would feel much satisfied to see the servant being rather obedient, and then he said plainly, “The first rule in this house, NEVER knee down without reasons. Do you understand?”