A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 43: Misunderstanding Festered

Translator: LiamHW

Nodding, the waiter looked around in a sneaky way, saying, “I heard that Childe Song cheated on Childe Lin. The child in his belly doesn’t belong to Childe Lin! ”

Twisting his face, the shopkeeper got himself more confused standing there. He pointed at the counter and then again pointed at the direction where the two left, saying, “Then how… How is Childe Lin being so generous for buying that hairstick? Is it a drama or…?”

The waiter scratched his head, saying in confusion, “Well, I have no idea about that though. But what can be confirmed is that Childe Song was kicked out of the Lin Mansion. Ah, I’ve heard another matter from Lin Mansion. Childe Lin did kicked his last husband out. You know what? That is the son of the county magistrate. How dare Childe Lin!”

The shopkeeper shook his head, murmuring, “Since Childe Lin got his business expanded, he did change a lot, I bet. Well, it won’t be strange if he has found another lover who will help him get promoted in some ways, and kicked County Magistrate Wang’s son out.”

The waiter stood there with his eyes wide open, giving the shopkeeper a thumb-up, and saying in excitement, “How wise you are, Mr. shopkeeper. I can’t even figure it out in such a profound way.”

With an amusement, the shopkeeper burst into laughter all of a sudden by the natural yet kind of asinine reaction from this young and timid waiter, he laughed waving his sleeves, and then turned around, saying, “Go inside now. Well, I am quite sure that you’re not capable to acquire any knowledge about the lover affair. Once you get involved yourself, you will know. Anyway, how foolish human is to chase the love along the way! The coins rein the the world. Ain’t it right?”

As these two chattered right in the shop, a man, possessing a perfectly delicate and handsome face and staying right next to the shop, pounded on the wall with his bare fist. With the wall cracked a bit and crashed stone splashed, the man got his fist bleeding. In such a pain, he didn’t shout or roar but just turned around and left.

At the yard of Lin Mansion, at the moment Song Qinghan was about to take off the hairstick, Lin Dafu uttered all of a sudden, “That’s it. I officially announce that the curtain falls now, and the show is over. Go pack yourself now, and I will send you back to Wu Dahu later, well, for my last responsibility to you. As for this hairstick, do whatever you would love to do with it after we apart, smash it or sell it, whatever.”

With the confess of Lin Dafu, Song Qinghan took a sudden pause on his hand, but then moved quickly to the room and packed himself. Later, he showed up in front of Lin Dafu carrying his cloth-wrapper and suppressing his overwhelming excitement.

Today must be his lucky day! He had waited for it for SOOOO LONG!

Lin Dafu delivered him a plain face, trying to neglect the exciting face of Song Qinghan.

As the carriage started moving ahead, Lin Dafu came to say, “I am a bit worried that Wu Dahu probably will be kind of jealous and get annoyed of us being together these days.”

Song Qinghan never expected that the man in front of him right away would still care about him, he smiled big, saying, “No, he won’t. If he does, he will surely calm himself down overnight sleeping. Moreover, he should know that I stay with you these days for saving him. He will definitely understand that.”

Pondering a while, Lin Dafu said thoughtfully, “Well, it’s good if he understand you. But I don’t think he will. Not every man in the world is like me, being so generous and kind, and will never be jealous.”

With that short conversation, Song Qinghan suddenly got himself a sullen face. He lowered down head staring at his ever-growing belly, and then he pouted his lips, mumbling, “How am I, as someone carrying a big belly, supposed to live with you? Dahu isn’t that kind of foolish man being jealous about this. If he is, I can’t even blame him for just being that emotional. I am the culprit who caused him a series of trouble.”

Lin Dafu came to laugh but then shook his head, saying, “Well, what I said is just all my personal conjecture. I know Wu Dahu won’t be that kind of person. Fine, then I will just assume a situation of ‘WHAT IF’, so IF Wu Dahu gets enraged after that, and you don’t feel safe over it. Come to Lin Mansion. Even though I will leave here soon. I will order the servants to take care of you.”

Feeling warm in mind, Song Qinghan did feel that Lin Dafu wasn’t that kind of jerk since they opened their mind for such conversations, and the man had been more normal in his utterance and action. If they got a chance, Song Qinghan would choose to be a friend with him in the prerequisite of no other intimate emotion.

As the contour of the village amplified in sight gradually. The closer they got to his house, the more nervous he got himself in mind. He knew exactly it was the nostalgia for his lovely home, where was based on the life of scarcity and indigence.

The carriage paused in front of the house of Wu Dahu in a steady step. Song Qinghan got off the carriage, with one of his hands being held by Lin Dafu and the other carrying his own belly. With such a face of complexity, he walked slowly to the gate.

FIVE DAYS! Finally! But as for Song Qinghan, it was like he had passed a whole life.

Lin Dafu sat in the carriage, pulling up the curtain and staring at Song Qinghan. At this right moment, he finally delivered him a smile of relief.

The man left without even bidding farewell to Song Qinghan. With the wheel wheeling on the ground, rat-a-tat,rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat… Song Qinghan turned around all of a sudden, he saw the man still staring at him smiling, he smiled back, shouting, “All the best to you!”

Nodding gently, Lin Dafu then noticed a familiar figure walking by just as he was about to release the curtain, he then came to shout, “Dahu, I will hand Han to you now, take good care of him!”

With that shout done, he seated himself back without waiting for the response of Wu Dahu and then released the curtain, speaking to the groom, “Speed up.”

The dang choking dust aroused by the carriage flew upwards, attacking Wu Dahu from all directions. The man cleched his fists, walking forward to the yard.

“Dahu! How have you been? Did the jail guys bully you?” shouted Song Qinghan, as he noticed the haggard face of Wu Dahu. Well, the man right in front right now was such a far cry from his previous look, he was totally messed up on his look, with his beard savagely lingered and eyes sucked into a bitter socket.

Wu Dahu didn’t raised his face but walked straightly into the yard, he then lifted a basin of cold water, showering himself from his head to the toe, as if he was taking some certain action to quench the burning fire right in his mind.

Witnessing his queer action, Song Qinghan noticed an obvious wound on the man’s right hand, he got quite nervous and then rushed to take off the medical cream, asking in a caring tone, “What happened to your hand? Was it because of the yamen runners?”

As Song Qinghan approached, Wu Dahu stepped back a bit and then raised his eyelids, he happened to see the hairstick right on the head of Song Qinghan. He then sneered.

The attitude of Wu Dahu, as Song Qinghan would never expect, was like a thorn stabbing right in Song Qinghan’s heart. But he still insisted approaching, grabbing the man’s hand and then wiping the wound with a gauze. He carefully painted the cream on Wu Dahu’s wound.

“If you have something puzzled, ask me directly. I will never lie to you. Don’t ever react queer and deliver me a stranger attitude as if I had betrayed you.” mumbled Song Qinghan.

Feeling a trace of warmth, Wu Dahu stared at the smooth and fair hands of Song Qinghan, he finally gave it up being silent, saying, “Why did you come back? And tell me, what the heck was he saying just then? Something like he will leave this place?”

Carefully applying the medical cream, Song Qinghan came to say, “Well, times up and I am coming back. He will have a long trip, so he just sent me home by the way.”

He continued to utter as if he worried that he didn’t make everything clear, pondering for a while and saying, “I came to turn to him for help, I was eager to get you out of jail, that’s why I accepted the treaty he made, to stay with him for five days. And today is the final day of the CONTRAST.”

Wu Dahu withdrew his hand at the moment Song Qinghan finished applying the cream, saying in a rather sullen look, “That’s it? I bet if he wasn’t going for a trip. You will probably stay together forever! Am I right?”

Standing there without a word, Song Qinghan showed himself helpless, and pointing at his belly, mumbling, “What are you talking about?? Being with such a belly here, how am I supposed to get a life with that guy? Listen, I swear that I don’t have any affair with him. The only relationship between me and Lin Dafu is only for a deal.”

Wu Dahu, the one who was still showing a long face standing, seemingly turned a deaf ear to the utterance of Song Qinghan, with his eyelids slightly downward dipping, and then staring at Song Qinghan’s belly, saying, “Oh, good. So that child is the stumbling block between you and that guy right away. But don’t worry, there will be no more hindrance within days. At that time you can do whatever you want.”

Song Qinghan didn’t feel good at all hearing that, though he knew exactly that it was because of the jealousy of Wu Dahu acting like that. He frowned, calming himself down and saying, “What I want is only to stay with you! I told you that I spent those five days with him because I wanted to save you. Didn’t you see me that day when you got out of the jail? He didn’t allow me to greet you. That’s why I keep stationary.”

Wu Dahu was shocked, standing there with some reminiscences about the matter days ago, which, it seemed, had revealed the wicked and vicious look of Lin Dafu.

He then clenched his fists with rage, meanwhile the wound on his hand bled again.

“Well, I am so impotent compared with Lin Dafu. I am not that kind of guy with bunch of money and power, and moreover, he gets a rather deep feeling to you. I know he must be the right choice for you. Right?” murmured Wu Dahu.

This time, anger mixed with grievance and sorrow blew Song Qinghan up right away. He would try to break open Wu Dahu’s brain if possible, to see if the tissue inside his head was wooden nut or flesh. How nerdy and stubborn his hubby is!

Right at the moment he was conceiving the scenario about how he would complain about Wu Dahu. The child inside his belly, as if he was an accomplice of Wu Dahu, kicked as harsh as he could on Song Qinghan’s belly, seemingly breaking out.

Wu Dahu gathered his sight on the ground without even a glance of Song Qinghan, he didn’t noticed the current situation of him in agony. Instead, he thought Song Qinghan kept his silence for a tacit admission. So in a flash without even raising his head and saying something, he turned around and walked outwards and left the yard.

Holding on the water vat with one hand and supporting his own belly with the other, Song Qinghan bowed himself in an agony. He couldn’t feel worse noticing his man leaving with indifference. he bawled with no word.

Soaked with the sweat after the labor pain, Song Qinghan wiped himself off the sweat on his forehead, and then staggered to the door and shut it. With the door locked, he turned around, walking to the room in torment, and changed his cloth inside.

Something has to be clear though. That man being as a man is somehow immature and childish as a kid. Once a man gets jealous, everything cracks. But as for Song Qinghan, the pitiful and wronged man, he was stilled confused about the anger of Wu Dahu, it seemed that the rage came out of nowhere without even a reason.

Putting himself in Wu Dahu’s shoes, he would never act like that being heartless and indifferent if he came to know Wu Dahu was about to date Xiaoqing for saving him. Well, at most, he would only be a bit with a long face for few days, but that’s it! He would never ignore his own physical situation.

Well, the last one is the most unbearable one.

Being as a doctor, how could Song Qinghan not know what caused the injury on Wu Dahu’s hand. That was obviously an intentional behavior pounding on the wall with his bare fist.

And he knew exactly that only when people were in an extreme anger would he pound on the wall. Since Wu Dahu got himself ready to get in the jail days ago, then he would never hurt himself in it. The only reasonable explanation was that Wu Dahu saw him with Lin Dahu, getting himself some misinformation.

Drowsiness overwhelmed the pitiful man in the room, Song Qinghan fell asleep all of a sudden at the moment he leaned against the wall.

Wu Dahu didn’t walk far away from their house, he just seated himself aside a huge tree, which could still offer a sight of their own yard.

He was waiting, waiting for Song Qinghan to explain himself for a clear mind.

He just wanted an answer, an answer uttered by Song Qinghan’s own. He wouldn’t show any self-willingness to any choice of Song Qinghan for whether he loved Lin Dafu, or just fancied for the power of Lin Family, or just wanted to stayed in the luxurious Lin Mansion.