A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 303: Little Shitou’s Master

Translator: LiamHW

Wu Dahu was a bit resigned in response to Song Qinghan’s wild ideas and thoughts, but he did not complain at all letting Song Qinghan talk. And he even took the initiative to give several advice, and started to select a suitable general to train Little Shitou.

Those generals, however, thought they would be teaching Yuan Wenxuan instead at the very beginning, so they promised at once as Wu Dahu asked for their willingness.

Even though Yuan Wenxuan was now too big to learn the martial arts laying the good foundation, his tendons and bones had already grown well enough, which wouldn’t definitely bother Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan to worry that much.

However, when they reached to Wu Dahu’s tent and went to the room where Little Shitou and Yuan Wenxuan stayed under the lead of Song Qinghan, they found what they expected was completely wrong.us.

After they entered the room, Song Qinghan pointed at Little Shitou with his index finger and said with a serious face, “That’s your disciple, masters, be as stern as you can.”

Little Shitou, however, stared at Song Qinghan with his eyes opened wide, and then he turned to look at the man who featured roughness. And then he suddenly burst into crying as if he thought himself was about to be sold.

His sudden crying, however, did not make Song Qinghan panic at all, instead the rough man started to get panicked himself with his face restrained with redness. And then he approached gently to pat Little Shitou on the back. Noticing that Little Shitou was crying while hiccuping, he wiped the roughness in his eyes away and shifted it into a tenderness with his tone softened.

“This little is still young, there’s no way for him to practice any martial arts at all, at least we should wait until he is able to jump and run…” said the man.

Yet he suddenly paused as he noticed that Song Qinghan’s eyes seemed to grow more serious, and he quitted speaking, feeling a sense of cold behind his back.

Song Qinghan was staring at Little Shitou who was still bawling and sobbing, he pondered for a brief moment, reached out to wipe the baby’s tears with his handkerchief in hand, and then took out a piece of candy from his pocket and dipped it around Little Shitou’s mouth. All of a sudden, Little Shitou’s eyes lit up with surprise, and Song Qinghan then patted Yuan Wenxuan on the shoulder and then put that piece of candy into his hand while saying, “Treat him the candy and let him take a lick if he’s well-behaved, if not, don’t. Alright?”

Little Shitou was now completely attracted by that piece of candy as he gazed at it without being bothered by the other stuff, his tongue was wriggling and stretching as if to show its lust for the sweetness. He was drooling unconsciously as the sparkling and crystal-clear saliva was hanging right there from his lips, and luckily because of the handkerchief it did not dirty his own cloth.

He who was assigned to teach Little Shitou was named Shi San. Because of the fact that he was the youngest one in his family, he did not have a chance to experience taking care of a younger brother. So at the time he saw Little Shitou drooling there, he did not even feel that it was gross at all, but was kind of cheerful towards Little Shitou’s cuteness. Right now the tough and rock-like heart was melting as he would grab that candy from Yuan Wenxuan and put it into Little Shitou’s mouth with no more ‘sufferings’.

Yuan Wenxuan was right now completely immune to Little Shitou’s cuteness anyway, after all, they had spent most of time together and he had already got used to it. Besides, deep in his mind, the command from Song Qinghan was nothing different with an Imperial Decree, so even Little Shitou had to beg him crying, he would never become soft-hearted ever again.

Besides, Little Shitou had already known that crying was nothing useful for the begging now, so he did not even frown a little but fixed his eyes on the piece of candy without moving off for a moment. And in the meantime, he was babbling as if to have a debate against Yuan Wenxuan.

After Song Qinghan left, Yuan Wenxuan turned to Shi San the next moment and he spoke, “Master, you can start training him now.”

Out of surprise, Shi San came back to his senses all of a sudden. He stared at Little Shitou who was extremely adorable with his eyes full of struggle. But at the end the rationality outweighed the sensibility in his mind, he forcefully turned Little Shitou over to face him, and uttered with a stern face, “Listen, little guy. Learning martial arts requires the one to stand as a pine, sit as a belt, and crawl as a…”

Noticing that Little Shitou was crawling cheerfully like a wild horse untied on the bed, Yuan Wenxuan felt quite resigned and he cleared his throat and whispered to Shi San, “Master, you’d better guide him physically step by step, this little brother is still too young and he might not understand what you mean.”

Suddenly after that, Shi San suddenly felt his face was burning with embarrassment.

Of course he knew the truth that such a little kid wouldn’t be able to understand that, he was just obssessed with Little Shitou’s cuteness and became bewildered at training such a kid.

By thinking of this, he adjusted his expression and reached out to take Little Shitou over with a extremely peaceful face. He let Little Shitou sit in front of him and he pinched Little Shitou’s chubby hands with his index fingers and thumbs and started guiding this little one to box.

At the beginning, Little Shitou thought that this Shi San guy was just playing with him, and he giggled big as his arms were controlled to box. Yet the longer he was controlled, the more impatient he was showing, and at the end he started to wiggle his body as if trying to get rid of the ‘demon claws’ of this stranger.

Shi San had never taken care of any child after all, so when Little Shitou started to resist against his force, he couldn’t help but loosen his strength a little bit while delivering an upset face.

As Shi San had nothing to deal with Little Shitou who was being like a wild horse tossing all around, Yuan Wenxuan suddenly broke in with the piece of candy in his hand and showed it in the face of Little Shitou. Seeing that Little Shitou stopped his struggling and froze at the sight of the seducing candy, Yuan Wenxuan turned to Shi San again and he spoke, “Master, he’s fine now, and go ahead.”

Shi San delivered a bitter smile, but he did not say anything more, and once again pinched Little Shitou’s hands to guide the movements.

Yet after a while as he found the weight in his hand became heavier, he raised his eyes a bit and out of his surprise, he found this little one had already drifted off to sleep with his eyes closed tight.

Noticing that Shi San was again being awkward over the sudden situation, Yuan Wenxuan took a glance at Little Shitou and couldn’t help but sigh heavily, and he then reached out to carry Little Shitou up and placed him on the bed, turned to Shi San and uttered, “Thank you, master, it seems that the training today is over so early.”

Shi San nodded, and then he walked out of Wu Dahu’s tent muddleheaded. He recalled every detail he had just done training the kid and he found it was in fact a performance worse than the one when he just joined the army. With shame in mind, he would definitely hide himself in a hole if there ever had one.

But fortunately, he wasn’t a guy who would say no after the first failure, on the contrary, he was a man born to challenge. As soon as he got back to his own tent, he started to devise a scheme for training Little Shitou and compose a list of plan in a whole rice paper. It was definitely an exhaustive plan, written to train Little Shitou till he was an adult.

Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu definitely did not know what Shi San had done for the training stuff, but at the same time what was behind Shi San’s back was that Yuan Wenxuan had already memorized every single movement of the boxing in his own mind without missing a step; and that right now in the carriage he pulled Little Shitou’s hands and started guiding.

Although Little Shitou had no idea what Yuan Wenxuan was doing, he was quite active being guided by Yuan Wenxuan with a humble attitude. With his hands moving, he even dubbed for himself, “Ha-hee, ha-hee”. Such a scene impressed Song Qinghan a lot, and he unveiled the curtain of the carriage directly, motioning Wu Dahu to look inside while showing a smug grin, “See? I didn’t get it wrong, right? Education should be implemented as early as possible, so when the other kids start to learn the martial arts, probably Little Shitou is better than his master.”

It was for the first time that Wu Dahu discovered the blind confidence in Song Qinghan’s personalities. A strange light flashed in his eyes, but he didn’t show any expression on his face. He just nodded and praised, “Amazing!”