A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

by Usui Takumii

not mine, punky underline fujoshi, wattpad.

3. 21 to 30

From what Song Qinghan have acknowledged about the heatable brick bed, he could only tell that it was just a bed on fire. He didn't have any idea what the benefits the bed would bring.

Night fell when Wu Dahu and Qian Baozi built all the heatable brick beds in every room.1

Qian Guanzi came out of the room and checked out it was already dark outside and quickly put everything away. He patted on his thigh, saying, "I have to go back now. Otherwise, I will be blamed by my husband!"

Wu Dahu held his hand, asking, "Wait, how much is it?"

Qian Baozi was about to avoid the matter of money, but he knew Wu Dahu the best that this mate would insist on that, he couldn't refuse but said, "Well, let's make the deal. Three rooms cost three silver coins, and the walls, brick beds and the hearth together cost another three coins!"

He didn't expect that Wu Dahu would be able to afford that and was about to allow him for a credit. However, Wu Dahu put his hand in his pocket and seemed to searched for something. Not long, a small ingot happened to show up in his hand.

Qian Guanzi stared at the small ingot in a daze. It was a while for him to regain his attention from gazing at the ingot, he searched up and down on his cloth but found nothing, saying in an embarrassed tone with a smile, "Brother Dahu, I didn't bring any money for a change, I will send the change back later after dinner!"

Wu Dahu nodded. He didn't feel any insecurity for that since they shared a common trust to each other.

The only thing mattered was that Song Qinghan would probably feel unhappy with it. So Wu Dahu turned around trying to observe his facial expressions.

Well, it turned out that Song Qinghan really got himself frowned. But it was not because of the money stuffs, he just simply blamed Wu Dahu for that he showed no etiquette just letting Qian Baozi go.

In that thought, he stopped Qian Baozi, saying, " Brother Baozi, just wait for a moment!"

After that, he turned back to the room, and then went out with a bag and went straight to the kitchen.

Seeing that, an indescribable expression with confusion appeared right on Qian Baozi's face. He thought that Song Qinghan was just showing his insecurity about the money, so he lowered his voice and said to Wu Dahu, "Brother Dahu, or let's say you will give me the money as long as you have the change. It's taking me nothing!"

Wu Dahu was silent for a moment and refused, saying, "Just wait a minute. I know that you've already charged me for the lowest price. I will be so much guilty if you can't take the money back."

It took not long for these two men standing with the freezing wind blowing that Song Qinghan came out from the kitchen.

Song Qinghan then said with regret, "I'm so sorry letting you guys wait so long outside. Here are some fruits of fructus momordicae and some seasonings. Why not take some back and give them a try."

Noticing that Song Qinghan didn't even mentioned anything about the coins, Wu Dahu knew he was thinking too much and somehow felt a bit guilty of viewing him through that way.

Qian Baozi took the bag over with a smile, while pushing Wu Dahu, asking, "What is this? Why haven't I seen these before?"

Wu Dahu picked up a fruit from the bag and explained, "This is the raw material for the tea you drank here today. Take them, and tear one apart and put them into boiled water, then you will receive a cup of tea with supreme flavor. What, what functions does the tea possess?"

Seeing Wu Dahu turn around facing him, Song Qinghan said with a smile, "It helps cooler the blood heat, improve one's beauty. But one more essential thing is that it should be strictly controlled of the volume for a femina male in pregnancy."

Qian Baozi got his eyes lit up while hearing the explanation, saying happily, "Wow, that will be a perfect one for my candy husband. You have no idea how much he is obsessed with those stuffs which will help him enhance his beauty!"

After that, he grabbed a handful of illicium verums in his hand and smelled, asking in a confusion, "And these, are they the same as the fruit? To add in the boiled water and drink? But they smell pungent though."

Since the fruits delivered a sense of flagrance, the illicium verums got a taste of spicy, with a rather pungent smell if someone gave them a long sniff.

Wu Dahu swept the ingredients a bit in Qian Baozi's hand and pointed them, saying, "This is a part of the seasonings. When you are applying to cook, add them in, and you will find how better flavor these stuff brings to your meat!"

Qian Baozi nodded with some kinds of awareness yet confusion. Although it was the first time he heard these stuffs, he still chose to believe Wu Dahu and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, saying, "That will be so cool, anyway, I have to say that you've got a wonderful husband. Well then, I will go back home now for dinner!"

Wu Dahu nodded and Song Qinghan watched him leave with a smile. After Qian Baozi went far away from their sight, Song Qinghan whispered, "I didn't expect that building such rooms cost just little, or did he give you a lowest price?"

It could tell that from the constructing of these days, their house had changed quite a lot. It would require them bunch of money to build a house in the modern world. Building a house costed just nine coins here was quite a shock for Song Qinghan. Well, that was cheaper than the elm bed, wasn't it?

"Yes." answered Wu Dahu, he confirmed the guess of Song Qinghan and continued to say "Right, he cut down the price for us. Usually he charge for nine coins for building only one room. Even counts my assistance, using nine coins for building a whole yard with those beds and hearth, it's half cheaper than usual."

Everything came to be bright in Song Qinghan's brain all of a sudden and he rolled his eyes realizing that Wu Dahu was not someone who liked to take advantage of others. Therefore, it was a little fishy for him to accept quite a big assistance from Qian Baozi.

"Did he owe you one before?" asked Song Qinghan, with a tentative tone.

Wu Dahu didn't deny it and nodded, saying, "Since his dad passed away, he had got a quite hard time. During those times, I conceived to help him in any way. With my help, he gradually gained his life back on track, and in the later days he always mentioned that he owed me one after that and promised me to build a house for me. But of course I refused. Now, it seems that he has fulfilled his commitment."

Finally, Song Qinghan got to figure out all the matters between them. That's why they were so closed and even sometimes they seemed to be couple.

A gust of wind passed while Wu Dahu regained his attention. He accompanied with Song Qinghan into the room, saying, "You take a rest, and I am going to make the dinner."3

Song Qinghan nodded sweetly and looked at the back of his man, feeling rather warm deeply in his heart.1

Wu Dahu was, precisely, a man of kindness and honesty. He would be a good father in the future, and his child would be so lucky to have such a daddy.

Song Qinghan couldn't help but laugh touching his belly for being jealous of the little unborn child inside him. In his deep though, right, he would still choose to be this pregnant adult rather than the child unborn.

Although he should face bunch of troublesome affairs ahead of him being this one character, at least he got Wu Dahu aside. If he was the upcoming fetus, he would never ever get a chance to entertain himself with such a beautiful man.

It was fine if the child was a boy. He could get a chance to learn from Wu Dahu and inherit so many skilled prowess. If that was a fimina boy, it would be unlucky for him to find a well-matched husband in the future.

After Wu Dahu finished cooking, they got a nice and cozy dinner time together and then started to sort things up in the rooms.

Well, there was nothing special to sort, they just needed to take the original small bed out from the room and put it in another room. And then moved the assembled one into the current room.

They came to a embarrassment when it was time to sleep.

Although the two of them had already got an intimate touch, they got so strange sleeping together as if that was the first touch in the marriage night.

Song Qinghan coughed a bit and then went directly to the innermost corner, wrapping himself tightly with the quilt and moved his face to the wall.

With the drumming sound of his heartbeat, Wu Dahu got into the bed and covered himself with his own quilt.

Song Qinghan couldn't help but quietly turn around and look in the direction of Wu Dahu.

He didn't expect Wu Dahu to catch his eyesight when he turned around.

"What's wrong?Are you uncomfortable sleeping with me? Is it because of me? Get closed to me and stay away from that cold wall. Don't get yourself cold!" murmured Wu Dahu.

Seeing that his gaze was caught by the man, Song Qinghan awkwardly turned back and said in a low voice, "It's fine, you'd better stay more inner, or you will get yourself fall easily."

After that, he suddenly noticed that he hadn't blown out the candle yet, and was about to turned over to mention Wu Dahu. However, a force came to his waist all of a sudden, dragging him out.

It was Wu Dahu trying to protect him. As the eyes from the two contacted directly, the ambience became to be heated up, with a gush of fire of intimacy burning in the minds of these two.

Staring at the eyes of keen fire from Wu Dahu, Song Qinghan got his himself blushed and suddenly he turned around, whispering, "The candle is still lighting."

"Yes" murmured Wu Dahu, his voice was lower than the casual one, hoarse and deep.

"I want to make sure that if you are accustomed to it or not. If you are not feeling well sleeping this side, I will move myself inner." said Wu Dahu.

"I will sleep here, no worries. I am just afraid of coldness." said Song Qinghan, he said this without thinking twice.

After that, he hid himself into the quilt in a turtle way.

What did he say? He didn't even share the same quilt with Wu Dahu, even if Wu Dahu slept in this side couldn't he solve the coldness problem.

After a moment of hesitation, Wu Dahu put his hand into Song Qinghan's quilt.

Song Qinghan got his face burning and blushed while Wu Dahu stretching his hands inside the quilt, he was expecting something, something he had longed for as his heart beating faster.

Feeling that Wu Dahu got his hand down directly to his feet, Song Qinghan murmured, "What are you doing?"

It could be told that Wu Dahu got a really warm hands, while Song Qinghan's feet were getting cold. They could have a contrast physically.

"Why are your feet so cold? Do you sleep that way every night?" asked Wu Dahu.

Beyond Song Qinghan's expectation, Wu Dahu put his both feet up on his chest without any sense of disgust.4

Song Qinghan took off the quilt in surprise and sat up looking at the end of the bed. He saw that Wu Dahu turned himself at the end of the bed and laid his head there, he couldn't help saying, "I'm totally fine, don't worry about that, it's probably because this ORIGINAL body got a weak physical health foundation."5

After he spoke out the matter, he realized he had said something wrong, and then coughed a bit trying to cover what he said.

Although Wu Dahu was a little confused about "Original body" Song Qinghan mentioned, he didn't care much. He put his attention on the first sentence he just uttered. He felt so much for Song Qinghan now with his eyes full of sympathy, saying, "You've got your extremities so cold, how can that be just fine? No worries, I will keep you warm, you just take your quilt and sleep!"

The dizziness on Song Qinghan's face had not yet faded away when he got himself into the quilt again. He changed his sleeping position back against the wall.

To his surprise, Wu Dahu's hand left just as his feet were about to warm up.

Although he knew that the man did not have the obligation to help him, and that he had just warmed up for a long time, Song Qinghan still felt somehow frustrated with a flash of disappointment showing up in his eyes.

Wu Dahu got up and blew out the candles and returned to the bed, unbuttoned his coat, so that Song Qinghan's feet were completely stuck on his chest.+

Song Qinghan couldn't help but withdrew his feet, saying, "No, that's cold for you!"

Song Qinghan couldn't even resist since Wu Dahu reinforced his strength.

"It's okay for him, dear. I got myself heated, it is also good for me to share some for you!"

Hearing that, Song Qinghan gave up his resistance. After his feet were completely warmed up, his consciousness gradually fainted and he fell into his sweet dream.

The next morning, Song Qinghan found out that he was no long facing against the wall featuring endless coldness, but the masculine and handsome appearance of Wu Dahu instead.

All of a sudden, he got his face blushed with a red-rimmed appearance, he closed his eyes slightly and just half opened to observe carefully the man by his side.

Wu Dahu got an appearance not that kind of most handsome, but he featured a angular face with a clean-cut chin line. It would be thanked to the long experience of hunting in the mountain for years that made him beautiful as a flawless jade, chanting others' attention without moving off.

Just as Song Qinghan's sight gradually fell downward, Wu Dahu suddenly opened his eyes with a hoarse voice that had yet to be fully awake.

"You're awake?" said Wu Dahu.

Song Qinghan then quickly opened his eyes wide and nodded awkwardly, an expression of guilty showed up on his face as if he had done something shameful and wrong.

Wu Dahu got up and off the bed in a quick move, getting his shoes on and moving outward.

"I got up late today. I'm going to make breakfast now." said Wu Dahu.

Without Wu Dahu, the bed seemed to be fallen into an endless emptiness, with Song Qinghan's heart empty as well.

Well, he now got no reason to stick to the bed, he then sat up lazily, and then went to clean up his face and walked straight to the kitchen.

Wu Dahu noticed that Song Qinghan was sticking to him, he thought he was already starved and then scratched his own head with embarrassment, saying, "I am rather picky about beds, so yesterday I got myself awake till midnight, and got up late the morning. Breakfast is ready, just wait for some seconds."

Song Qinghan returned to the room obediently trying to mull over what Wu Dahu said. it wasn't a truth that Wu Dahu was picky about beds, he just stayed up late to warm his feet up. That was why he got himself still awake at midnight. Wasn't it?

After the two finished their breakfast, Wu Dahu saw that it was not too late and said, "I'm going to the town again today and I will check out the feedback of the folks about the seasonings. It shouldn't be any oxcart outside now, maybe you can stay at home today. Is that okay?"

Although Song Qinghan was a little reluctant, he knew that he could not follow him to the town in such an inconvenient situation, nor would he impede the man to earn the living. He nodded obediently, saying, "It's fine, just go, I won't open the door for everyone."

Wu Dahu noticed that Song Qinghan had become rather obedient since last night. He got confused about that but anyway, he got his nerves loosened finally.

"Alright, then I'll leave now. If I haven't come back before noon, you can warm up the rest of the food I prepared already in the pot." said Wu Dahu.

"Okay." answered Song Qinghan, as he saw Wu Dahu left the house, he got the latch locked and went back to the bed.

It was not long after Song Qinghan fell asleep that a gush of knocking sound came from the door, with a familiar voice.

"Brother Dahu, are you home? I am coming back for the charge money!" gushed the man outside the door.

Song Qinghan realized that it was Qian Baozi outside. He hesitated for a while but still opened the door.

When Qian Guanzi noticed that it was Song Qinghan coming and opening the door, he tried to look inside for searching, asking, "Isn't Brother Dahu home? Did he go to the mountain?"

Song Qinghan smiled and nodded, explaining, "He went to the town for a business!"

Ming You patted himself on the thigh, saying, "Oh yes, is he heading to sell the stuffs you gave me yesterday? Those are kind of treasure. My husband love the fruit tea so much and he asked me to come over and buy more. Qinghan, will you sell more for me? I got money here!"

After saying that, he thought Song Qinghan would never accept the money from him, so he took out his purse and waved it in front of Song Qinghan in advance, aiming to show that he got adequate money for purchasing.

Since Song Qinghan knew about the past and the closed tie between him and Wu Dahu, he naturally wouldn't refuse the money for paying back the favour yesterday. He nodded with a smile, saying, "Alright, come inside and have a sit. I'll get you another bag of fruits."

Qian Baozi hesitated for a moment. What he worried was that if he went inside, it probably would ruin Song Qinghan's reputation. But another concern came to his mind that Song Qinghan probably wasn't able to carry such a bag of fruits. In the thought that he could enter the room in a short time and nothing would happen, he pulled up his legs and was about to enter the yard, saying, "I'll go get it. Just tell me where the fruits are placed!"

Song Qinghan didn't think too much and pointed to the kitchen, answering, "It's in a corner of the kitchen. You'll see a big bag there."

Since there existed not that much stuffs in their house, Qian Baozi found the bag of the fruits with just a glance. He carried it on his shoulder and realized that it wasn't as heavy as he imagined. He opened the bag and asked, "Qinghan, how much for this total bag? Just tell me the true price, and be a fair businessman. Don't even cut the price for me!"

Song Qinghan paused for a moment, saying, "I sold one bag for Doctor Luo in the Huichun Shop for ten silver coins, if you want them, I will charge you for five silver coins. How do you think?"

For one reason why he didn't charge him in accordance to the request of Doctor Luo, he knew that Doctor Luo was causally purchasing the fruit for a medical function trial, so when he came back for another purchase, it wouldn't be the same price. For another, the family of Qian Baozi was his nearby neighbor,

Beyond Song Qinghan's expectation, Qian Baozi took out one ingot and some silver fragments directly and put them on the chair, saying with a smile, "Qinghan, don't worry about the financial situation of mine. What Doctor Luo was willing to purchase must be something valuable."

Song Qinghan didn't expect that the man in front would be so nice treating others. He smiled and nodded, saying, "That's for sure. As long as you want it and we get, we will definitely serve you as the priority."

Hearing that, Qian Baozi couldn't help but smile with his two eyes full of joys. As he was about to wave his hand and say goodbye, a harsh voice came from the door all of a sudden.

"Who the heck are you? What do you want from Han?"

Song Qinghan got his face sullen since he noticed that it was Lin Dafu showing up again without any invitation. He frowned while saying, "What now? Why are you coming again? Didn't you promise that you wouldn't come anymore?"

Lin Dafu suddenly turned around and spoke to the door side, "Come in."

After that, a man in a red mantle featuring a good-looking yet cold face walked in slowly, with his face full of depression and grievance.

Qian Baozi observed carefully at these two strange-acting people. Obviously, he didn't figure out what was going on currently, but he still put down the bag of fruits on his shoulder, walking towards Song Qinghan and getting himself ready to protect him.

Wu Dahu wasn't here now, so it fell to him to safeguard his brother's husband.

Lin Dafu glanced at Qian Baozi with his eyebrows frowned. He thought that it was none of business to this outsider, but since Song Qinghan didn't say anything to chase him away, he couldn't say anything.1

When his gaze was on the handsome man, he suddenly turned himself into a grieve and sullen figure, saying with a low voice, "Huailing, bow yourself and apologize to Han!"

The young man raised his head and looked at Song Qinghan.

Song Qinghan got himself shocked just looking at the eyes of the young man. It seemed that his eyes were fulfilled with grievance, reluctance and rage. The mixed emotion hid deeply in those perfect looking pupils.

HuaiLing? It was such a familiar name for Song Qinghan. Wasn't… wasn't he the one who drugged him? That was Lin Dafu's husband!

Song Qinghan glanced at Lin Dafu and had no idea what he was going to do.

While he was puzzled, Huailing spoke up, saying, "Song Qinghan, why aren't you dead?"

It turned out that Lin Dafu's face got rather sullen and he walked to Huailing, reached out and slapped him on the face, shouting, "You such a jealous bitch. Do you want a divorce with me?"

How could Huailing bear such a slap with a great strength? After that slap, he was hit to the ground with a string of blood flowed out from his mouth.

Huailing slowly raised his eyes and stared at Lin Dafu with a rage. He then shouted out with anger, "So you bring me here today aiming to claim a divorce with me?"

Lin Dafu was stunned standing there, the divorce announcement in his hands seemed to be burning.

He avoided the topic, saying, "Didn't you still notice your crime till now? And feel no regret? If it wasn't you, how would Han be in such a situation like today?"

Huailing squinted at Song Qinghan, and sneered, saying, "He's just a cunning bitch who warms up your bed. I'm the center one while he was just a concubine, of course I have the right to punish him, don't I? Well, he got such a good luck that he still got someone to be taken care of since his pregnancy. What a fool the man is. And HE IS THE REAL BLACK SHEEP!"

Song Qinghan blinked innocently. He didn't understand why he had become a scourge. Although he was trying to live longer, he never expected that he would be a so-called black sheep.

Lin Dafu trembled with anger for the unforgivable attitude of Huailing. He pulled out the divorce announcement and threw it onto Huailing, saying in a cold tone, "The Lin Family would never ever accept any femina male as a center wedded one with such a jealous and vicious mind. From now on, you're just a concubine at the lowest status!"

Huailing got his eyelashes trembled hearing that. He straightened up slowly, took the announcement in his hand and read carefully.

Then he got his lips crooked and sneered in a tone of mocking, saying, "Hehe, I, Wang Huailing, the treasure of the Wang Mansion, a cherish jade most welcomed under the admiration from every childe, never expect that you, Lin Dafu, would be so heartless, and treated me like shit after our marriage!"

Song Qinghan took a step back slowly, as if he was scared by the current look of Wang Huailing in front.

Wang Huailing stood up slowly, staring at Lin Dafu with no expression, continued to say, "Since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being vicious. From now on, you're the adversary to me! Let's find out if your Lin Family gets a wealthier revenue, or my Wang Family gets more powers!"

As soon as he finished the words, he turned around towards the door and leaf without hesitation.

Lin Dafu's eyebrow got twitched. He never expected that Wang Huailing would say something ruthless since he had long been obedient in Lin Family. And now he even dared to suppress him using the power of Wang Family.

He gritted his teeth with anger, but while his sight fell on Song Qinghan, he released the emotion.

"Han, I am so sorry for all this matter, I will pay back to you what you deserve to get back." said Lin Dafu.

Witnessing all the process, Song Qinghan felt somehow headache but stared at Lin Dafu, saying with sincerity, "Please, I really don't want any justice or something. Can you please just stop mess up everything? Isn't it good for you to get your life peaceful?"

Lin Dafu trembled. He seemed to have been hurt by Song Qinghan's words, but after a moment, he regained his composure and said with a determined expression, "You don't have to worry about me. I don't have to go out for a long time when I come back. I will definitely reorganize my family and wait for you until your recover, then I can…"1

He paused and didn't finish the left sentences, as if he wanted to surprise him.

Seeing the Song Qinghan completely indifferent, Lin Dafu sighed softly and looked at Qian Baozi who was curious standing there. He frowned and asked, "Who the heck are you? Why are you still standing here?"

Qian Guanzi was not afraid by his background, but smiled and said, "You haven't left yet. Why should I go? If Qinghan got something wrong, how can I response to my Brother Dahu?"

Lin Dafu waved his sleeves with a sullen face, saying, "I'm here, no one could even hurt Han. leave here now, don't ruin Han's reputation!"

Qian Guanzi looked up and noticed that it was already lunchtime. He was afraid that he would disturb Song Qinghan's meal and probably would be rebuked by his husband at home, so he reached out and carried the fruit on his shoulder. He raised his chin towards the door and said to Lin Dafu, "Let's go together. It's time for him to get a rest."

Lin Dafu was thinking that he would have a time to get along with Song Qinghan, but when he saw Song Qinghan nod at Qian Baozi in agreement, he felt a little upset, saying, "Han, I'll come see you again tomorrow!"1

Without even looking at Lin Dafu, Song Qinghan sent Qian Baozi out and closed the door.

Finally, he regained the peace without any disturbance, and yet he was in starvation.

He shook his head and walked into the kitchen. He heated up the food Wu Dahu left for him in the morning and ate all without leaving a drop.

As the sun fell, Wu Dahu finally came back home.

Song Qinghan noticed that he got nothing in hands, asking in surprise, "Did you sell all out?"

Wu Dahu smiled and said, "You're right, Butcher said that our seasonings were supreme mixed with meat. Over the past few days, people have been asking him if there's more for sale. As soon as I went today, I sold half of the bag. The other people who received the news also rushed to buy the rest of the bag in the afternoon."

Happiness emerged on Song Qinghan's face when he heard that the seasonings were quite welcomed. He then said with excitement, "Coincidentally, Brother Baozi came today to buy our fruits as well, and I sold them all to him. Let's get in the mountain again tomorrow to collect more!"

Wu Dahu glanced at the kitchen in surprise and happened to see that Song Qinghan had not accepted those eleven silver coins.

"Does Baozi really like the fruit?" asked Wu Dahu.

Song Qinghan thought for a moment and told him what happened after Qian Baozi came here, including the matter that Lin Dafu was about to come tomorrow.

For sure, hearing that new, Wu Dahu got his face sullen, but fortunately, it was Song Qinghan who told him the matter instead of Qian Baozi. He got his mind milder thinking about this.

"It's fine. Let him. We will go to the mountain early tomorrow, if he thinks he is kind of a tough guy. Come to the mountain!" said Wu Dahu.

Song Qinghan thought the same. Seeing that Wu Dahu was finally not angry because of Lin Dafu's arrival, he felt that this was a big improvement for their relationship.

After dinner, Wu Dahu took out all the coins from his cloth and put it into Song Qinghan's hands, saying, "We've got total sixteen silver coins today including those eleven coins from Qian Baozi, store them up."

Song Qinghan nodded took over the coins without any hesitation, and then turned around and shoved the money under his pillow.+

Predicted from this current situation, they might be rich very soon.

On the next morning, the two of them got up early. After breakfast, they walked into back mountain together with tools.

Unlike the last time, Wu Dahu did not go to hunt this time. Instead, he chose to pick up the fruits accompanying with Song Qinghan. They fulfilled the bag with fruitful of illicium verum, garlic, onions and so on.

When they left, Wu Dahu dug some rattans of the fruit, and then tied them on his own waist, heading downwards.

Along the way when he passed through the field full of garlic, ginger and onions, he stopped and tried to dig out some and then threw them into the basket he carried on the back.

Noticing his strange action, Song Qinghan couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to take them back for planting in the yard?"

Wu Dahu nodded, paused, looked at Song Qinghan, saying, "Didn't you mention that you would love to plant the tree of fructus momordicae in the yard? And plant some mushroom under. Why not we take some rattans back to plant this time, and next time we will take some soil under the pine tree back. Mushrooms love that kind of soils."

Noticing that the man kept his every single word in mind so carefully, Song Qinghan felt a bit warm in his heart and nodded slightly.

When they got back home, they found a basket covered with a red cloth lying in front of the yard.

Song Qinghan walked over and took off the red cloth, finding that there were ten eggs lying neatly in the basket. He asked strangely, "Who brought this stuff? Would it be Brother Baozi? Or Laifu?"

Wu Dahu pondered for a moment and said slowly, "If it was one of the two you mentioned, they won't just leave things here. We are closed neighbors, if they found we're not home, they will probably come next time instead of leaving stuffs here. It might be Lin Dafu!"

Hearing the name of Lin Dafu, Song Qinghan quickly placed the red cloth back on the basket, turning to Wu Dahu, saying, "Then… we just put it here?"

Beyond Song Qinghan's expectation, Wu Dahu shook his head and then walked into the yard picking up the basket.

"Well, eggs are treasure for you since you're pregnant. Logically speaking, you need to ingest at least one egg every day. We got a bad situation before not allowing you to have that nutrition, and currently eggs are hard to purchase. We will keep these eggs anyway."

Song Qinghan hesitated for a while and then asked, "Then… How can we respond to Lin Dafu?"

Accepting Lin Dafu's egg was tantamount to owing him a favor. They got such a bad relationship with his family currently. How could they pay him back?

Wu Dahu delivered an expression of "TAKE IT EASY" to Song Qinghan and pointed at the fruits they just picked up, saying, "Next time when we head to the town, we can send him a bag of fruits. That counts, of course. Doesn't it?"

Song Qinghan thought about it. They got the fruits their own currently, and these were rare in the market. Delivering some of the fruits to Lin Dafu wasn't a bad deal though.

In the thought of that, he nodded and then walked straight to the kitchen and took out a pan, preparing to wash up the fruits.

Wu Dahu went to the back of the yard and hoed the arable field within the area. He put on a shelf there and planted the rattans of the fructus momordicae. Then he returned to the front of the yard and washed the fruits up together with Song Qinghan.

After the two finished washing up the fruits, it came to the lunch time. So they decided to have their lunch first and then continued to sort the seasoning stuffs later.

But after their meal, someone knocked the door.

It was Xiaoqing who tried to call out Song Qinghan, but he only shouted in a low voice, as if he was afraid of waking them up from their nap, "Doctor Song, Doctor Song, are you home?"

Wu Dahu opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

When Yan Qing saw Wu Dahu, he couldn't help but become quite nervous and rubbed his cloth and looked inside, saying in a low voice, "It's…It's my femina dad, his wound is almost recovered, I would love to invite Doctor Song to have a check to see if there's a need to remove the stitches."

When Song Qinghan heard the voice, he nodded and said decisively, "Go and let's have a check!"

Yan Qingxuan looked at him gratefully and took a few steps forward leading the way.

Wu Dahu felt a little upset instead. He realized that Song Qinghan had become more warmhearted ever since he got his memories loss. This didn't mean that he didn't like to help people in the past, but he never heard that he got a skilled treatment to patients.

However, even though bunch of confusions occurred to him currently, he still closed and locked up the door and followed up Song Qinghan, heading together towards the mansion of Xiaoqing.

When Song Qinghan saw the wound on Xiaoqing's femina dad's back, he mumbled for a moment, ordering, "Bring me the liquor, scissors and clean cotton."

Hearing that, Xiaoqing rushed out in a quick move preparing those stuffs Song Qinghan mentioned.

Noticing Song Qinghan sighing after Xiaoqing left, Wu Dahu asked in concerns, "Is it bad?"

Song Qinghan frowned and held his chin, saying, "No, it isn't bad, it's all about the tools here, simple and not useful, if I got scalpel… a specific shaped knife here, it will be more convenient."

A knife? Wu Dahu didn't ignore the word and continued to ask, "How big the knife you want? And any shape of it?"

Song Qinghan described the shape and size of all kinds of knives for Wu Dahu. But then he realized that he couldn't make it real and then sighed again.

Wu Dahu paused for a moment, nodded and said, "Let's head to the town tomorrow and make one. And I would love to make a knife for myself that I can carry it everywhere."

Song Qinghan was confused but asked, "Really? Can someone make what I want? Aren't knives here all in a large-shaped?"

Wu Dahu said with a smile, "Of course, what the knives we use currently are all from the iron shop, or do you mean that your knife you use is from the other place?"

"Alright, let's have a try tomorrow!" answered Song Qinghan, he knew exactly that he got no idea to respond to such a question.

After half an hour, Yan Qing came back with all the stuffs, and looked at his femina dad in a deep sleep. He asked, "Do I need to wake him up? He is easy to fall asleep at noon. He was awake before I came to find you, but he got asleep when we arrived."

Song Qinghan shook his head and said, "That's fine for him. We don't have anesthetic drug though. It's good for him not noticing the upcoming pain in advance. If he awakes from the pain later, help me press on him and fix him steady!"

After that, he disinfected all the stuffs and then took the scissors, using it to cut the black threads on Xiaoqing's femina dad's back.

The black threads were almost embedded into the newest flesh on his back. In this situation, it was not easy for him to pick the threads out.

Fortunately, and thanked to the sun, it offered a clear sight for Song Qinghan while he was picking the threads. And finally succeeded to pick them all out.

For sure, the pain woke Xiaoqing's femina dad up. In that moment, Xiaoqing pressed and fixed his femina dad following Song Qinghan's order. Hence, they got a smooth process. Otherwise, any sudden movement probably would cause a bad consequence, like the scissors cut and hurt his skin by accident.

After Song Qinghan finished picking out the black threads, he wiped the area around the wound using the liquor. After every steps were done, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Everything is fine now. He just needs to wait until the wound get its natural union, and with the scabs falling off naturally, he will be allowed to touch with water. But now, you should still keep the taboo onward."

"Thank you, Doctor Song, thank you so much. How kind of you!" said Xiaoqing's femina dad with an excitement.

Song Qinghan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. You'd better take a good rest now. We'll go back home now."

After that, Xiaoqing sent the two to the front of the yard, but then he hesitated for a while, and still reminded them, saying, "I heard that the village head from the neighbor village would love to make an auspicious match to Brother Dahu, he wants his femina son to marry Brother Dahu!"

Hearing that, Song Qinghan turned his head over and asked, trying to confirm, "Marry? How? Will he marry Dahu as a concubine? "

As a femina male who never married yet, Xiaoqing got awkward to say that thing out, but since he had mentioned the matter, he then simply explained in detail, saying, "He wants his femina son marry Dahu as a wedded husband, not just a concubine, and I heard that he had prepared an affluent dowry."

Wu Dahu nodded and said to Xiaoqing, "Okay, we're informed, thanks for telling."

Noticing that Wu Dahu was impatient to leave, Song Qinghan could only shut his mouth up to ask any further questions.

However, along the way they headed back home, he looked at Wu Dahu in a rather strange sight, as if he aimed to examine the man from bottom to the top.

He didn't expect that his husband would be so attractive that not only the people in the same village would be enchanted, but someone in the nearby village too. And it was the son of the head villager, he must be rather extraordinary.

Wu Dahu noticed Song Qinghan's gaze, he thought for a while and then tried to explain, saying, "His son is just with an average look, but he gets a higher standard. Therefore, he is twenty years old and hasn't married yet. Thus, people around the village know him, he being in that age gets no attraction. If he keeps being single and not marrying, he is doomed to be alone till his death. That's why!"

Song Qinghan snorted twice, saying jealously, "Well, you are not that kind of childe thing. Then how did he choose you? it's probably not the deal of his dad, but his own. Am I right?"

Wu Dahu paused, saying in hesitation, "Fine, he did express once his affection to me, but I refused, well, in a clear-cut way. After that, he seemed to hold a grudge on me and said that he would never show up in front of me, ever. So, I would believe that it was his father's decision."

Song Qinghan looked at him with a shocked expression and uttered in anger, "Ah-ah? He even confessed to you! Then I am sure that it was his idea now. You can't just believe him so easily. That he said he wouldn't show up again is totally a bullshit. Deeply in his heart, he will never give you up. So he asked his dad to prepare a rich dowry trying to seduce you by that!"

Hearing that, Wu Dahu suddenly burst into laughter, and then held Song Qinghan's hands, saying slowly, "I will never ever bow myself to any form of allures, money or whatever. You don't have to worry about that!"

Being held by hands from Wu Dahu, Song Qinghan could clearly felt the sensation of rough yet warmth running through all over his body, it was like a sense of electric shock, making him numbed.

He got his ear tips red-rimmed and even forgot the words he was about to speak, but mumbled, "I… I am not worried about that, OK?"

The two held their hands together walking along the rural road leisurely. They totally ignored the peculiar look from the passengers. The air was full of sweetness and intimacy.

After they got home, Song Qinghan went to bed for a nap, and Wu Dahu went to cope with the fresh illicium verums, and then dried them in the yard.

After that, as he was about to sort the seasoning ingredients out, someone knocked on the door.

He walked over and opened the door. It was someone Wu Dahu familiar with, he then frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Well, they were not someone else, but who Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan had mentioned just then. The head villager from the nearby village, Xiang Tiange and, his son, Xiang Lvping.

When Xiang Lvping saw Wu Dahu, he subconsciously stroked his cheeks as if he wanted to make sure his makeup was perfectly fine on his face.3

Xiang Tiange smile in a chuckle look, saying, "Dahu, it's hard for you to live alone. Isn't it?"

"No, it's not." answered Wu Dahu, as he showed no expression on his face.

Hearing that, Xiang Tiange was stunned and took back his hypocritical smile on his face. He continued to say, "Well, let me make it clear, you are not young any more, right? Just like Lvping. Both of you are mature enough to get married. Let's forget about the past, and it's time to step forward. Am I right?"

Wu Dahu frowned and said in a calm way, "I AM stepping forward, surely, happily."

Noticing that Wu Dahu was trying to avoid his intention, Xiang Tiange then said directly, "Actually, I came today to ask if you are willing to marry my son. You don't need to worry about the dowry thing, I have already prepared a shop in the town, 30 acres of land, and 500 silver coins, which is enough for you to be able to use for the rest of your life."

When the old man mentioned the dowry, he gritted his teeth, it seemed that he had put all his fortune only to get his son married.

Xiang Lvping added, "You should marry me as a wedded husband, and I won't allow you to marry concubines. Not any!"4

Xiang Tiange glanced at his son with embarrassment. He coughed, saying slowly, "It can't be possible for you not marrying any concubine, I fully understand that. But only two are allowed. No more. Otherwise, I will get justice for my son!"

Xiang Lvping glared at Xiang Tiange angrily and twisted his shoulder, saying, "Dad! How can you say something like that? I said NO concubine."

Xiang Tiange tried to comfort his son, saying, "Okay, okay, my dear, how about just one, okay? Anyway, you will always be the center wedded one. He is all yours!"

Hearing that, Xiang Lvping snorted but agreed with reluctance.

Seeing the two in front chattering to each other, and didn't even notice the appearance of him, Wu Dahu warned and interrupted, saying, "I'm sorry but I won't marry him, please move a bit. I will close the door now."9

Xiang Lvping rushed over to the front of Wu Dahu with rage, pointing at his nose and saying, "What did you say? Why won't you marry me? Aren't you satisfied with the dowry? Or do you really think that you are the Mr Popularity? How dare you to reject me like that!"3

Wu Dahu frowned and took a step back keeping himself a distance away from the almost insane and incredible man, he then said in coldness, "I don't need your dowry. Moreover, I'm taken and getting hitched now. NEVER EVER try to disturb my life anymore!"2

With such a noisy squabble outside, Song Qinghan couldn't sleep for long. He walked out of the room rubbing his eyes, and asked, "What's going on?"

"What the…?" gushed Xiang Lvping.

He suddenly raised his tune shouting at Song Qinghan with his eyes red-rimmed, saying jealously, "Him? No one doesn't know that he was just a concubine kicked out by the Lin Family. And yet, he carries an unknown little bastard in his belly. He gets nothing but just a delicate face."

Song Qinghan got himself stunned standing there and not knowing the current situation, but asked, "What? Is he the son of the head villager?"

Wu Dahu nodded and stood in front of Xiang Lvping, trying to block the way of Xiang Lvping who would probably rush over to hurt Song Qinghan. He then said in a low voice, "I don't care what he got and what he lost. It's none of your business. Head Villager Xiang, just leave here please!"

When Xiang Tiange noticed Song Qinghan's face, he knew that his son got a faint possibility to be a rival with Song Qinghan, but he still insisted, saying, "Dahu, think about it. Appearance is a useless matter. The femina male will get ugly after he gives birth, and will be out of shape. It will be much more worthier to keep the fortune. Just think twice before make a decision."9

Xiang Lvping was still immersed in jealousy of Song Qinghan's look. He pointed at him and shouted angrily, "You shameless bitch! If it wasn't you resorting to any possible means to seduce my Dahu. I would have been his wedded husband NOW! You'd better leave him on your own. Or I will certainly destroy your damned face and throw you into the escorting brothel."2

Hearing that, the anger in Song Qinghan's mind finally burst out, he stood there with a position of arms akimbo, saying, "What the… Look at yourself for god's sake to find out who's the real bitch! Aren't you feeling shameless being rude and trying to get other's husband? Look at yourself, please, I mean it, it would be a euphemism to describe that as 'average one'. Let's say it's just weak-pale!"11

He couldn't help but burst into laughter when he mentioned the word "Weak-pale face", that was a perfectly splendid word to describe such a vicious man out there.

Xiang Lvping was a little confused, but he understood the word "Pale". He couldn't help but touch his face with a great satisfaction, saying in proud, "This is the newest rouge I bought from the Rouge Shop. I know you never use this before, you pleb. Well, if you get yourself wise and leave Dahu. I will deliver you one pack of that, for my benevolence. What do you think?"

Song Qinghan laughed over the man's arrogance and ignorance, but then gradually withdrew the look, speaking calmly to Wu Dahu, "Sweetheart, send our dearest guests out!"3

Wu Dahu was about to pushed the man out before he shouted and became insane, but since he noticed Song Qinghan laughed all of a sudden, he paused. Currently, it was Song Qinghan taking the initiative to make that requirement. Wu Dahu pushed harshly the door and said with no mercy, "Head Villager Xiang, this way!"

Xiang Tiange wanted to use his feet to block the door, however, Wu Dahu got a better strength to push him out. The old man rubbed his feet, saying angrily, "How! This young man is such a wild one without education! Is that his etiquette to treat his guest? Ping, let's leave here!"

However, he didn't expect Xiang Lvping would slap him on his back, shouting, "How can you be such an impotent dad? You've messed everything up! Can't you just be tougher on your attitude? I don't believe that an ordinary hunter is able to frighten you, the head of the village."5

Xiang Tiange didn't dare to fight back after being beaten up by his son. It seemed that he was accustomed with that. He said carefully, "Ping, my dear son, although I am the head of village, I'm not the head of his. I don't have such a power to change his mind or force him to. There are various men out there, don't be so picky! I remember someone, named Sun Tiedan…well, he gets a good look as well."

Xiang Lvping wiped the tears off his face, saying with rage, "I don't want him. He is just a toy boy, isn't he? How can he compare to Dahu? Dahu is a real down-to-earth man with manhood. I don't want those trashes but Dahu!"5

His voice was sharp and ear-piercing, making Xiang Tiange headache and annoyed, he continued to say, "Fine, fine, we will have Wu Dahu! But he doesn't even want to meet us now. We get no choice. How about this, let's go back home first and let me conceive another idea. I will go negotiate with his head villager."

Hearing the promise, Xiang Lvping finally stopped sobbing, snorting and turning around and then leaving.3

Xiang Tiange sighed helplessly and gazed for a while at the door of Wu Dahu's house. Then he followed up Xiang Lvping in behind.

In the courtyard, Song Qinghan said to Wu Dahu, "What now? See? Do you think he is a good guy? It is such a bad luck to meet a jerk!"

Wu Dahu responded in a helpless tone, saying, "I have no idea about that, well, I mean, they got so many men in their village, but they pick me even though I am married."

Fortunately, Wu Dahu performed not bad so far, it didn't arouse the jealousy of Song Qinghan. Song Qinghan then spoke to Wu Dahu, saying, "Forget it, but if they come again next time, just keep the door shut."

He happened to laugh after his request, thinking of the scene when Wu Dahu instructed him not to open the door for Lin Dafu.

If it wasn't the matter today, he would think that Wu Dahu was too much sensitive about the presence of Lin Dafu. But now, he could totally feel the same. How could he leave the matter there being careless?

Since such a farce ended, the couple went to finish the unfinished work in the yard, and later, with the sun dipping down, the night fell. They had their dinner done and then went to bed together.

In bed, Wu Dahu pulled Song Qinghan's feet over on his chest again, just like days ago, pressing the acupiont of him.

Song Qinghan missed the chance when he got up late in the afternoon to witness what they argued about, and he wondered the matter of dowry. He then asked in curiosity, "What dowry did they prepare? It can tell from the head villager's face that he invested a lot on his son's marriage!"

Wu Dahu paused for a moment as he massaged Song Qinghan and said vaguely, "Nothing but something like a shop and lands, whatever!"

"A shop?" repeated Song Qinghan, he then thought for a while and continued to ask, "Do you mean a shop in the town? It must be splendid, isn't it?"

Seeing that he was not unhappy and was just with curiosity, Wu Dahu explained, "Well, it depends. If the shop is in the busy area, it's worthy at least 500 silver coins. But if it is one in the edge area, it probably equals around 300 silver coins."

Song Qinghan nodded and continued to ask, "What about the field? How wide the field did they prepare for you?"

"30 Acres, high-quality one." answered Wu Dahu, as if he seemed to find out the point Song Qinghan was curious about, he continued to say, "It equals around 300 silver coins."

"Alright!" responded Song Qinghan, he then kicked Wu Dahu slightly on his chest, asking, "What else did he prepare?"

Wu Dahu didn't hesitate and answered directly, "500 silver coins."

300 silver coins, another 300 silver coins and 500 silver coins, a total sum of 1.1 thousand silver coins!

Song Qinghan took a deep breath counting. Wu Dahu thought he was pressing too heavily, so he quickly rubbed him on his feet and asked, "Are you okay?"

"You're worth 1.1 thousand silver coins, YOU'RE EXPENSIVE!" shouted Song Qinghan.5

Song Qinghan sighed with his voice soaking in jealousy.

Wu Dahu smiled in bitterness, saying, "This is the way they measure about a man, but I think I am priceless."

Song Qinghan took a pause all of a sudden and he seemed to realize that he might say something wrong hurting Wu Dahu. He coughed, consoling, "Of course, in my mind, you are far more than priceless. I don't even care about the money as long as you are by my side. We will be richer than that sooner or later!"

All the grievance and bitterness were swept out in Wu Dahu's mind suddenly when he heard the sincere words uttered from Song Qinghan. He pressed Song Qinghan's feet on his chest in an intimate way, saying with a smile, "Yes, we will make it. Let's sleep now. We gotta get up early tomorrow to the town.

Song Qinghan nodded. But then he began to indulge in wild flights of fancy after he closed his eyes.

That wasn't a tiny amount of money, even it was the head villager who paid that as a dowry, he must have invested all in. In that logic, the "Pale Face" was quite enchanted with Wu Dahu.

Song Qinhan couldn't help but caress his own face while the scene of arguing with that "Pale Face" kept showing up in his mind.

Actually, he was also very curious. If he got no pretty face like that, would Wu Dahu still treat him like this?

Well, no matter how wild his imagination had gone, he would never ever give it a try to test his man. As long as he was a mankind, he got an aesthetic standard. It was rather normal for everyone to chase up beauty. Of course, Song Qinghan was the same, he was awfully eager to get a touch on Wu Dahu's abdominal muscles.

If Wu Dahu got no six packs but a piece of fat on his belly, he probably…

Song Qinghan took a pause of thinking, but he then found out that even Wu Dahu being that out of shape, he wouldn't feel any disgust, but on the contrary, that would be fun and cozy to touch that belly.3

He couldn't figure out why, and didn't want to. He just took his head inside the quilt and began to sleep.

After Wu Dahu heard Song Qinghan's breathing becoming even, he quietly put his feet aside. He slowly straightened up his back, turned to the side of head of the bed and then pulled off the quilt a bit to release Song Qinghan's head.

Although it had been a hard time after married Song Qinghan, he was never regret about that. That was not because he had to take the responsibility, but he really spent a good time living with Song Qinghan. It never hid the happiness up although sometimes squabbles burst out between them.

In addition, he knew that he had changed a lot, in the past when he saw Lin Dafu met with Song Qinghan, he would always be upset, worrying that Song Qinghan might leave with Lin Dafu. But now, he got confidence.

He got a confidence that even when Song Qinghan regained his memories, he would still choose him, not Lin Dafu.

Both of these two young men got a sweet dream at that night. The next morning when they woke up, they packed up all the fruits and seasonings in one bag and took an oxcart heading to the town after breakfast.

When they arrived at the meat shop of Butcher Chen, Butcher Chen had already come out in advance to welcome them.

"Finally! You're here, my brother Dahu! I am worried that you won't come here today!" shouted Butcher Chen.

Hearing that, Song Qinghan asked in confusion, "Why are you being so worried about our absence, will they beat you up or something?"

Butcher Chen smiled in bitterness, saying, "Childe Qinghan, I am not worried about that they will beat me up, but they will blame me for not purchasing the seasonings, and show no willingness to purchase meat from my shop. This is what I care."

Song Qinghan nodded as he figured it all out. Then he happened to be excited when he got the news that the seasoning gained such popularity among the folks.

Well, it seemed that they were going to be rich soon.

They displayed their stuffs aside, and then people came over. They sold half of the bag of the seasonings in a rather short time.

Witness the overflowing happiness from Butcher Chen, Song Qinghan spoke to him with the same feeling, saying, "It seems that you can get your meat sold earlier today. Doesn't it?"

Butcher Chen nodded in satisfaction. And then his eyes lit up all of a sudden staring the front line of the customers, shouting, "Hey, Shopkeeper Lv, what brings you here today?"

Song Qinghan turned around trying to take a look on the one being called Shopkeeper Lv. He saw a man in a specific dress, with a pair of sharp eyes painting on his rather cunning face. That was totally a sophisticated businessman.

Shopkeeper Lv nodded in a good manner, walking slowly to the stand of Wu Dahu, and then lowered his head gently looking at the seasonings on the table, asking, "Is this the one that makes meat a perfectly splendid flavor?"

Butcher Chen smiled and patted himself on his thigh, saying before Wu Dahu reacted, "Shopkeeper Lv, you've got a pair of eyes and wisdom. If you come here later, they probably will be sold out without a piece."

Shopkeeper Lv frowned slightly. He didn't seem to be very affectionate with Butcher Chen's interruption.

"Well, pack all up for me!" said Shopkeeper Lv.

Wu Dahu counted the rest pack of the seasonings and then raised his head, saying, "Here you go, 70 packs left. 5 copper coins for 1 pack. 3 silver coins and 50 cooper coins in total."

Shopkeeper Lv rolled his eyes and asked slowly, "Hey, listen, I've got a business here. And I would love to negotiate with you. In my restaurant. What do you think?"

Wu Dahu kept his silence for a while and then noticed an empty area aside, he then pointed at the field, saying, "If you don't mind. Maybe we can talk over there."

Noticing that he didn't accept his deal, Shopkeeper Lv showed a disdain in his eyes, but still walked over to the place with reluctance.

After that, Shopkeeper Lv said slowly, "It's not a good choice for you to make a stand here, will you consider supplying the seasonings to my restaurant everyday?"

Wu Dahu thought about it and asked, "How about the quoted price? And how many do you want?"

Shopkeeper Lv raised up his hands gesturing, saying with a smile, "Six copper coins for each pack, and I need 50 packs everyday!"

Well, three silver coins each day, that was a real business for Wu Dahu now.

Wu Dahu then sunk into a hesitation before he was about to nod and accept. But he knew exactly the personality of Shopkeeper Lv, the man would never increase the quoted price so easily. There must be something of disadvantage existing, so he indulged himself in a deep thinking.

Seeing that Wu Dahu kept his silence, Shopkeeper Lv asked urgently, "How is it? Isn't it a big deal for you?"

Something seemed to occur to Wu Dahu all of a sudden, he got his eyes squinted, asking in doubt, "So if I keep supplying the seasoning to your restaurant, am I allowed to sell outside?"

Shopkeeper Lv didn't expect that Wu Dahu would sense his intention in such a short time, he answered calmly with a bit surprise, "Of course you can't, you can't sell or supply for any another shops and restaurants. You can only use them household."

Wu Dahu shook his head decisively and refused, saying, "Okay, I get it. But never mind, I won't take the deal. If we get a chance to cooperate in the future. We will see."

"FINE" sighed Shopkeeper Lv, he nursed a rage in his mind while waving his sleeves angrily, and seeing Wu Dahu walked away.

Although he was angry, he still walked over and paid for the rest of the seasonings. Before he left, he still gave Wu Dahu a glance with an unknown meaning, saying, "Think it twice, you won't have such an opportunity anymore if you miss it."

Song Qinghan was confused hearing their strange conversation, he massaged on his sore waist, asking in confusion, "What did he mean 'think it twice'? Does he want our seasonings?"

Wu Dahu nodded and told Song Qinghan what he just said.

Song Qinghan finally got the intention of Shopkeeper Lv all of a sudden, no wonder that Wu Dahu would refused him with hesitation. This cunning and shrewd businessman was trying to monopolize.

Furthermore, it was a second-hand monopoly he was trying to make.

He wanted to make his dishes a unique one with a special flavor if they kept supplying the seasonings to him and not sold to others. The price of the dish in his restaurant would probably double or even triple.

Although the man was kind of mean and crooked, but Song Qinghan had to praise over his far-sighted vision.

Thanks to the seasonings, they got their fruits well-sold. After the seasonings were sold out, half of bag of fruits were left.

Seeing that people got no interest on the fruits, they intended to leave and go back home.

"Hey, are you selling fruit of fructus momordicae?"

A young man waved his hands towards them rushing over, it seemed that he wanted them to stop.

Song Qinghan nodded with his face full of confusion, saying, "What's the matter?"

The young man stopped in front of them and held his own knees with deep breathe, saying, "I…I am the waiter in Huichun Shop, Doctor Luo asked me to come over here since he knew that you will come today. He would love both of you to go to Huichun Shop."

Doctor Luo? Did he got the result of the medical function trial?

Song Qinghan looked back at Wu Dahu, wanting to see his reaction. Wu Dahu showed no intention to reject and nodded, saying, "Alright, let's head to Huichun Shop."

The young man led the way in front of them, while he turned around to see if the two keep following up within every few steps.

Noticing the pure and innocent eyes of the young man, Song Qinghan got to ask him without hesitation, saying, "Young Brother, do you know the exact reason Doctor Luo invited us for?"

A trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on the face of the young man after he heard the question from Song Qinghan, but still answered him honestly, saying, "Doctor Luo aims to condemn you for something!"

Song Qinghan got himself shock hearing that, and then he sped up to walked in parallel with the young man and continued to ask, "What? Why? Is that something wrong with the fruits?"

The young man scratched himself on his head and said hesitantly, "Pro… Probably yes? I am not that sure, I am just a waiter there!"

Song Qinghan stopped his annoying and endless questions seeing that the young man was quite helpless to answer such questions. He just shut his mouth up and kept walking with his head lowering down.

However, he didn't showed any grievance on his face, yet his mind was loaded with bunch of stones.

Condemn? Something wrong with the fruit? Or maybe he got an improper physique to drink that? He should have made it clear that day that people who long suffered with an ailing stomach were not allowed to drink the tea in a long-term period. Damn! Should he stop selling the fruits as he promised that day?

Wu Dahu could read out the unease of Song Qinghan, he patted him on his shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, we'll see what happens."

Song Qinghan nodded, and leaned himself a bit to the direction of Wu Dahu, feeling bit warm in his mind.

Not long, the plaque of the Huichun Shop erupted in front of the three. The young man sped up and rushed into the shop, it seemed that he was going to inform Doctor Luo.

Doctor Luo showed in minutes, with his face grimed and serious. Song Qinghan spoke out his confusion lingering in his mind, "Doctor Luo, what is it?"

Beyond Song Qinghan's expectation, Doctor Luo frowned and showed a more serious face, looking at him as if he was about to declare his guilty, and speaking in solemn tone, "How dare you! How dare you not take them out earlier since they possess such a perfect medical function!"

"No, no, listen to me." denied Song Qinghan.

It was a subconscious reaction as for Song Qinghan, but later he realized the actual meaning from the words of Doctor Luo, he was stunned, asking, "What? What did you say? A perfect medical function?"

Doctor Luo nodded showing his satisfaction on the marvelous fruits, saying, "This object is the one featuring sweet yet sour taste and cool-nature, it helps cooler down the heated blood, alleviate the symptom of coughing, clear out the metabolite and so on. But as for what you mentioned about beauty promotion, I didn't find it yet. But since it features clearance of the metabolite, it naturally will promote the beauty of someone."

Song Qinghan looked at Doctor Luo with admiration. He didn't expect him to figure out all the medical functions of the fruits in such a short time.

But the solemn face of Doctor Luo still remained, Song Qinghan thought of the question Doctor Luo asked just now. He hesitated for a while but said, "Actually, despite that I know the medical functions of the fruits in advance, I found the appearance of them in the mountain most recently. So when I got them all set, I brought them to the market in time. Never ever dare I to hide them up privately."

Hearing his answer, the complexion on Doctor Luo seemed to be released gradually. He nodded and said, "Oh, I see. So that's my fault to condemn you in such a way. As for the fruits, we prepare to sell them in the Huichun Shop. How about you supply the fruits for us in the future?"

Song Qinghan looked at Wu Dahu in surprise, he was surprised that it was so lucky for them to get such a fortune.

After that, Wu Dahu thought of the request of Shopkeeper Lv, he had to confirm the intention of Doctor Luo and asked, "So can we sell to others in the bazaar?"

Doctor Luo looked at Wu Dahu in a rather strange way, as if he had seen through his mind, saying with a smile, "Of course, we opened the Huichun Shop aiming to help people, we never expect and long for any reputation and benefit. As long as the matter is beneficial to the folks, that will be our expectation."

It could tell how sincerity Doctor Luo was from what he said, both Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu felt quite touched hearing that, and nodded without hesitation, saying, "Alright, we will strive to meet your request no matter how many the fruits you want."

Doctor Luo nodded in satisfaction, pointing at the shopkeeper featuring a round face, saying, "You can negotiate with him about the details of the business, I will leave now."

After that, Doctor Luo walked into the room, it seemed that he was going to continue to treat his patients.

After he left, the round face shopkeeper smiled and walked over to the two, saying, "You can supply the fruits once a week, and one pack for each time. As for the price, how about the standard that Doctor Luo set before?"

A flash of surprise flashed across Song Qinghan's eyes. He didn't expect that it was so gorgeous for Huichun Shop that they would purchase the fruits in such a large quantity, and they didn't even bargain for that.

Of course that was quite a big deal for Song Qinghan, so he nodded without hesitation, saying, "Okay! Then we will follow the rule. But this time we only got half bag of them, do you need?"

The shopkeeper nodded and waved at the waiter, saying, "Come over here and take this bag inside!"

As he said it, he took out five silver coins from the counter and delivered them into Song Qinghan's hands, saying, "If you come here next time and find that I'm not here, you can look for that waiter. I will order him for that!"

Song Qinghan nodded in such a happiness holding the coins in his hands, and then left the shop with Wu Dahu after bidding farewell to the shopkeeper.

After they left the shop, they prepared to purchase some household goods. When they passed by a fabric shop, Song Qinghan conceived an idea that he wanted to dress Wu Dahu up. And then he pulled Wu Dahu's hands, saying, "Let's get some fabric!"

Wu Dahu didn't think too much about it. He knew the fact that every femina male was quite enchanted by variously colorful clothes. In addition, Song Qinghan got his own cabinet of scarcity and emptiness. He couldn't afford for the clothes before, but now they got money. Of course he should get Song Qinghan some clothes in decency.

When the shopkeeper of the fabric shop saw the two standing there, he quickly measured them from bottom to the top. He estimated the consuming capacity of them for a while and then walked out to welcome them with a big smile, pointing at the fabric in a rustic color, saying, "Are you coming for the fabric? This one is the best-sold brand in my shop, featuring durability and high quality. It is suitable for you to sew."

Song Qinghan reached out and touched the fabric. He could feel that the shopkeeper didn't lie about the durability of that, but it was somehow rough. He then said with his eyebrows frowned, "Do you have some more recommendation? Show us. This one is too rough."

The shopkeeper pointed at another fabric and said, "What about this one? Silky and smooth. The most suitable one for sewing."

Song Qinghan walked over and touched it, but still shook his head, saying, "No, it's too thin. It must be easy to break."

The shopkeeper withdrew his smile gradually noticing that Song Qinghan was so picky. He pointed at all the fabrics around in the shop, saying, "Well then, treat yourself and see which one you like. You've got a golden finger allowing you to sense the scarcity of the fabrics."

Obviously, the words uttered from the shopkeeper was rather offensive and annoying. But Song Qinghan didn't care too much about that, he just nodded, answering, "Fine, it is a good idea too. I will treat myself, after all, you don't even know what I need."2

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the shopkeeper while he himself kept his complexion unchanged. He let Song Qinghan touch every fabric in the shop.

Song Qinghan paused when he reached the last piece of fabric. He then turned around and looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "How much is this one?"

The shopkeeper answered impatiently, "This is one of the best fabric in our shop, I will charge you ten silver coins for that."

Song Qinghan took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Huh? That expensive?"

The shopkeeper delivered a scornful smile to Song Qinghan, saying, "Well, it is not the most expensive one here. The most luxurious one costs you 50 silver coins!"

Song Qinghan subconsciously glanced at the white cloth next to him. If it wasn't a wrong guess, the most luxurious one must be this one. Because Song Qinghan could clearly feel the best touch from that fabric. It was like touching an air, silky and smooth. If he could use this fabric to make a cloth, it would be perfect.

However, Song Qinghan didn't pick that white one considering that Wu Dahu got lots of work to finish everyday. It could be a bad idea to wear some silky cloth like that to work.

This grey one was different. It got a fine touching feeling, featured thickness and perfect color. It could be applied to make a cloth suitable for outside or domestic activities. Well, that was to say, this one was the most practical one.

Wu Dahu noticed a sight of hesitation in Song Qinghan's eyes, he then said with a smile, "Take it if you like, I think this one is quite good though, but it seems not matching your skin color!"

If it was Wu Dahu's turn to pick some fabric, he would pick some bright colors to match Song Qinghan, because Song Qinghan got his skin light. He definitely needed some bright color to set off the beauty of his skin.

Song Qinghan glanced at him strangely and said, "What? I pick this for you. I don't need it to match my skin as long as it matches yours."

Wu Dahu was shocked by his words all of a sudden, he shook his head, saying, "I got enough clothes, don't waste money over me. You should entertain yourself."

Song Qinghan tugged at his sleeves, saying, "Huh? If you get enough clothes, how can you wear something like this? Don't argue with me. I have to make a new one for your today!"

Seeing his serious expression, Wu Dahu thought that he was just frowned upon by Song Qinghan through his indecent clothes, he nodded and said with a smile of bitterness, "Fine. But I don't need such a good-quality one to make me a new cloth. Why not pick the one the shopkeeper recommended. Alright, how much is that one?"

As the two argued with each other, the shopkeeper was just standing there picking his ears. When he heard the question of Wu Dahu, he took a pause and answered leisurely, "50 copper coins!"

It was quite a normal situation for the shopkeeper seeing a couple arguing for the fabrics.

He would definitely drive them away if he got busy in his shop. However, since he got a dismal and gloomy one most recently, he had to be with a good temper and patient, keeping his elegant manner as a shopkeeper.

Wu Dahu suddenly nursed an excitement hearing the answer of the shopkeeper, saying to Song Qinghan, "Oh, I see that fabric is quite marvelous, I will take that one."

Seeing the look of excitement of Wu Dahu, Song Qinghan could finally be fully alive to the reluctance of those ladies in the modern world trying to get their boyfriends' minds.

He sighed, saying in grievance, "The only advantage of that fabric is nothing but price, Marvelous? How? It gets a rough touch like gunnysack, will it be able to make one well-dressed cloth?"

Wu Dahu chuckled and didn't notice the change in Song Qinghan's mood at all. He said, "Well, I AM a rough and tough guy, so how will I mind that the fabric is rough and tough? It must be fine for me!"

Song Qinghan rejected, shouting, "No! I will pick this one! "

It was the first time that Wu Dahu had seen Song Qinghan get such an anger to him, in the face of an outsider. The expression on his face turned into an awkwardness. However, he still hesitated to accept the idea.5

That was a total of ten silver coins! They valued almost the whole goods they had sold today!

The shopkeeper was quite shocked witnessing the scene today, it was the first time for him to meet such a tough femina male with a firm attitude. In the squabble happened in his shop before, every single femina males would finally be obedient to the decision made by his husband. Beyond his expectation, the femina male today seemed to win the battle.

However, what exactly the advantage of winning the argument was? The more he won in the squabble, the more he would lose.

Something seemed to occur to the shopkeeper, he suddenly sighed, interrupting, "Alright, both of you take a step back. Why not choose one fabric worth only five silver coins? See? Over there, the dark grey one. Go and get a touch on it!"

Song Qinghan took a pause, noticing the sorrow flowing deeply from the eyes of Wu Dahu, he didn't insist his decision and walked over to the dark grey fabric.

He gave the fabric a touch and said with no expression, "Alright, pick this one."

Wu Dahu nodded and agreed, "Okay, this one."

Although the anger in Song Qinghan's mind still lingered, he didn't forget one important thing, asking, "Well, since you just sell fabrics here, do you help make a cloth?"

That was quite a funny question as for the shopkeeper, he just explained with a teasing tone, saying, "We do, but if you want us help you sew, one more silver coin is required. Or you can ask someone, maybe your neighbors, to sew, it only cost you a meal, that's not a big deal!"

Wu Dahu added, "Let's go back home and find other to help us, I did invite people in our village to help me that, some of them can even be praised as a perfectly skilled tailor."

Song Qinghan nodded and saw that Wu Dahu had paid for the fabric, and then took over it, headed outside in advance.

Seeing him being like that, Song Qinghan sighed standing there with the words shut from his mouth. He would have asked Wu Dahu to pick another piece of fabric.

Well, that was pretty odd and difficult to guess the thought of femina males, let alone a femina male in pregnancy.

The two climbed in an oxcart heading back to their village, none of them uttered a word along the way. It was when they walked after they got off the cart, Wu Dahu broke the dreadful silence.

"I just didn't want to waste money, I was not deliberate to make you a uncomfortable feeling."

Song Qinghan could clearly feel that his eyes became sour feeling his tears lingering around, saying in a low voice, "I just want to make you more decedent, and I don't want people judge you over your clothing."2

Seeing Song Qinghan standing there with a look of utter sorrow, Wu Dahu felt badly regret and reached out to pat him on his shoulder, consoling, "It's my fault, it was me that didn't catch your intentions. Forget about that, after all, we earned the coins and of course we should spend them. It is no use to mourn for that. I won't be like that anymore!"

Hearing the words, Song Qinghan nursed a mixed feeling in his mind, half guilty yet half excitement, saying, "That's right, it is rather wrong if we only earn the coins but do not spend them, if we spend them in a right way and for the right things. I was wrong too, I won't ask for the best without thinking it twice anymore. "

Wu Dahu helped him shed tears from the corner of his eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, no more fight and squabble!"7

Song Qinghan nodded, with a trace of warmth surging in his heart.

It was perfectly splendid when they could confront everything together, adapting to each other in every single fight.

But it happened that when they got home, a figure they didn't want to see showed up again right outside their house.

"What now, huh? Again?"

Song Qinghan frowned at the man, and said with anger.

He didn't have other methods to get rid of this such a sticky and annoying worm. No matter how he got himself mad at him, or just lectured. The man just ignored and came and came over and over again.

It could tell Lin Dafu was quite sorrow with a trace of sadness came into his eyes, but he still reached out to take something in the carriage, and then smiled to Song Qinghan, saying, "Han, this is the newest fabric I brought from the south region. This is a brand hasn't gained its popularity yet in the village, but I took one piece for you, take it and make your clothes."8

Song Qinghan glanced at his carriage and saw that there existed not just one piece but more than eight. He just nursed a grievance seeing that and murmured, "Damn it, the richer!"

Wu Dahu didn't forget about the egg things delivered by Lin Dafu, he then spoke to him, "Just wait a minute, I will get you something!"

Seeing Wu Dahu walk into the yard with Song Qinghan, Lin Dafu couldn't help but follow up and block the door, as if he was afraid that Wu Dahu would banish him in the next moment shutting the door.

Wu Dahu packed up all the fruits and seasonings left at home, put them next to Lin Dafu's carriage and said to him, "This is our etiquette delivering you the present for the matter you delivered us a bag of eggs, fruits for tea and seasoning for cooking. They are not something precious, but can be called rare stuffs. I hope you won't come again, you don't want Han to hate you, do you? If you really want to come, come after Han deliver the baby!"4

Lin Dafu stared at the stuffs in a daze, and then took a glance at Song Qinghan, while Song Qinghan gave him back a sight of indifference. That sight was kind of sword impaling deep in his heart. He put the things into the carriage, took all the fabric out in the carriage, saying in a low voice, "Take these, for my misbehavior."

Song Qinghan refused, saying, "Take them back, we don't need that."

"If you don't need them, I will just throw them here."1

Lin Dafu lowered his head and said in sorrow.3

After saying that, he took a deep look at Song Qinghan, got into the carriage and left slowly.

Staring at the carriage leaving far, Wu Dahu exclaimed all of a sudden, "He is a deep feeling person."

Song Qinghan looked at him strangely and asked, "Are you sympathizing with him?"

Wu Dahu smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm not that kind of idle man who get a time to feel for him."

Song Qinghan walked over and looked at the fabrics, said with a pity, "If it is other send us something like this, I would take them without hesitation. But unfortunately, it is Lin Dafu. How are we supposed to deal with these?"

Of course, those fabrics were good stuffs and no one would reject accepting. But what they faced now wasn't about the present itself, it was all about the person.

In that thought, Wu Dahu came to advise, saying, "How about we deliver them to those who in need, and at the moment we are heading to make our own clothes."

Song Qinghan nodded in agreement and went back to the yard with him. After dinner, they went out after a short break.

Along the way, Wu Dahu introduced almost every family within the village, he pointed at the smallest mansion sitting not far away, saying, "In that house lives a widow femina male, he got an excellent and skilled handiwork. All villagers love to go to him for the sewing work."

A widow femina male? Oh, did that mean that was a widow somehow under the thinking mode of the modern world.

Song Qinghan followed Wu Dahu and watched him knock on the door of the yard. He shouted, "Qin Aye, I'm here asking you for making clothes!"

Wu Dahu then explained to Song Qinghan, "He is kind of old now, he can't even hear the voice if I don't shout it loud."

Song Qinghan nodded understandingly and smiled at the man who opened the door.

Qin Aye was stunned standing inside the yard, he then realized that Song Qinghan was the husband of Wu Dahu who got married not long. He said happily, "What a cute one! Dahu, you get a luck, don't you? Come on in!"

The two entered the yard. Song Qinghan carefully avoided the vegetables planted on the ground. Looking at the absolutely empty in Qin Aye's room, he nursed a compassion for this lonely and old man.

Wu Dahu smiled and delivered four of the fabrics in Qin Aye's hands, explaining, "This one is mine. The other three are all from Childe Lin, he wanted us to deliver to you!"

It seemed that Qin Aye did not get a quick reaction from Wu Dahu's words, he asked loudly, "What? Why? When did Childe Lin become so gorgeous to me?"

Noticing that Qin Aye was ready to reject the fabrics before he figured it out, he then continued to explain with patience, saying, "Well, IT IS because Childe Lin becoming more gorgeous. He got redundant ones and asked me to deliver to other villagers."

Qin Aye was stunned hearing that but at least he got the meanings of what Wu Dahu said. He touched the fabrics in his hand and cherished them, saying, "Oh lord, they are such a good ones. I have never seen such a fabric in high-quality like this in my life. And I never expect that it would be Childe Lin who delivers them to me! Such a kind man he is."

Seeing him wipe away his tears, Wu Dahu smiled, trying to console, "It's not a bad new! Why did you cry over that? Don't forget our clothes. And this is the money we pay for the work!"

Qin Aye subconsciously took over the coins, but while he saw it was some pieces of silver, he became embarrassed but said, "I don't have enough money for the change, how about you give me later if you get some."

Wu Dahu did not reach out to take back the coins but said, "Well, this is the remuneration for your work. After all, this piece of fabric is quite expensive. It's supposed to be a hard work for you. You deserve it!"

Qin Aye waved his hand and insisted on returning the silver coins to Wu Dahu's hand. He said, "I've been sewing clothes for so many years, I got my price for my work no matter what brand the fabric is. Take it easy, I won't make your fabric dirty or something. Just take the money back, and give it back next time if you got change. Being an old widow, I find nowhere to spend the money."

Seeing him insisting, Song Qinghan couldn't help but persuade, saying, "Just take it, sir. I know you've being tough sewing."

"Yes, I am old now. But sewing is not a tough work." retorted Qin Aye, but then he seemed to realize he got a bad tone by saying that, he then tried to released himself a bit, continued to say, "I know you guys feel for me as a widow and old man. But I've got my own principle, BEING HONEST to every customer. It is just a cloth, we can't cut the price or raise it randomly. Am I right?"

Ah, by the way, is it the truth that these are delivered by Childe Lin?"

Qin Aye frowned as if he was still worried but asked.

Song Qinghan promised, saying, "It was definitely delivered by Childe Lin, and we also head to another family. if you don't believe us, you can ask the other family about that!"3

As Song Qinghan promised like that, Qin Aye finally gave a credence on them, and then he took all the fabrics into the house, speaking to Wu Dahu, "Three days later as usual, and then you can take with the change for me. If you aren't able to make it real, I will just wait for another days. Alright?"

Wu Dahu smiled with such a bitterness and shook his head, putting away the coins in his pocket.

In fact, Wu Dahu actually knew this old man's personality, however, he being a man wasn't that suitable to persuade a femina male. He thought that taking Song Qinghan here would actually bring the matter to another end. But it seemed that everything still remained its natural consequence. Next time he had to bring some other present showing his gratitude.

After they delivered the fabrics to Qin Aye, they turned around and was about to leave.

Not long after they left the old man's mansion, they were stopped by someone behind.

"Hey, you Dahu, it seems that you have earned bunch of money, there are so many fabrics on your hands!"

Wu Dahu turned around and found it was the head villager's husband. He then got his face sullen, answering, "These fabrics are all from Childe Lin, he asked me to deliver to other families."

The words uttered by Wu Dahu blew the man away, he urged to ask, "Oh wow, so how many pieces will I get? How about this, I am quite free at the moment. I will come with you and deliver the fabrics together."

Wu Dahu frowned slightly and said in calm, "We don't leave one for the head villager."

It could be clearly seen that the expression on the head villager's husband suddenly froze and he fell into a disfavor, hugging his own arms saying, "Who the heck is Childe Lin? If you're going to deliver some presents to the villagers, how is that possible without us. Well, talk is cheap. Let me see how many fabrics you actually get."

Seeing the guy making trouble out of nothing, Wu Dahu frowned, saying in disfavor, "The fabrics are from Childe Lin. And now they are in my hands, I deliver to someone who I would love to send to. If you have any questions, go ask Childe Lin. "

The head villager's husband suddenly became sullen hearing that, saying, "Ah! Why would Childe Lin send you fabrics but not us? Or did he ask you to have the fabrics kept in your house temporarily for me since no one was in my mansion?"

As soon as he finished his chirping, he finally noticed a femina male standing aside, and then continued to chirp, saying, "Oh I see, but forgive me for being a bigmouth today, Dahu. You can't treat your husband that way, can you? Childe Lin sent the fabrics to your little pumpkin, and you just deliver them out. Didn't you hurt him anyway?"

Song Qinghan was speechless standing there but he finally found out why Wu Dahu showed himself frowned when he argued with this guy. This guy was such one who got a dumb mouth, he didn't know how to communicate properly.

The man then rolled his eyes, saying with a hypocritical smile, "How about this. Do you mind me knowing how many fabrics you left? You can deliver all of them to me, and I will help handle that."

Wu Dahu knew exactly what intentions the man nursed, he then got himself a sullen face, saying, "Well, I literally don't need your help and I can handle it properly. If you don't have any other matter to get us informed, we will leave now."

The two went far away, leaving the man standing here with embarrassment, he kicked the crushed stones aside, murmuring alone, "What a jerk! How can he deliver such a good-quality fabric to a widow but not the family of the head villager? Or did he undergo some secret businesses?"1

When they got back home, Wu Dahu took the fabrics all at once and planned to deliver to whom they had planned to send earlier.

Fortunately, these people knew that although the fabric was provided by Lin Dafu, they still showed a great gratitude to the two who made the delivery.

Beyond their expectations, the head villager's husband secretly followed them up far behind them, witnessing they delivered the fabrics to almost every family except his. Suddenly, anger deep in his mind came out of nowhere, and he rushed back to his mansion and told the head villager the matter while he also added highly colored details to the affair.

Outside the door, Xiang Tiange stood there eavesdropping, and he heard the most details uttered from the man.

He came here today because he wanted the head villager of Dahu's village to help, he wanted him to force Wu Dahu marry his son, Xiang Lvping. He didn't expect that he would meet such a coincidence today, which would certainly get himself easier to convince the people inside.

The head villager, whose name was Wu Pinglang, saw his husband was making trouble out of nothing, he got himself a bad headache, but still answered him helplessly, saying, "It's all about his own domestic affairs, he can do whatever he likes, why did you get yourself involved? If you want any fabric, go buy it in the fabric shop. We are not that poor. Don't harass them like that!"

Noticing his husband had already seen through his tricks, Mei Xilin, the head villager's husband, retorted in grievance and said, "Am I harassing them? It's all Wu Dahu's fault! How can you… how can you blame me for that, but not him?"

While he was uttering, his voice started to be choked up and he used his handkerchief to wipe his tears off, complaining, "Since I married you these years, I've tasted all bitterness following you. But YOU, every time there is a matter, you will only blame me for that instead of others, and never stay by my side. How can you be so cruel to me? Now I see it clearly, you lose your interest on me, don't you?"2

Seeing that Mei Xilin was crying in such a sorrow, Wu Pinglang got himself softened and consoled him, saying, "Don't be that, don't you know my personality? I only got you in my whole life, and I never ever will marry a concubine. As for the matter today, I will think about it twice, you go back to the room and have a rest."

Mei Xilin turned to be such a well-behaved man when he faced his husband, and he obediently went back to the inner room complying his advise.

Xiang Tiange, the one was who behind the door having himself bugged, showed up from the door and walked straightly into their mansion, he smiled making bow with his hands folded in front, saying, "Head Villager Wu, it's been a long time, is everything fine here?"

Wu Pinglang was suddenly interrupted by his voice but then forced himself a smile, saying, "Ah, Head Villager Xiang, I heard you opened a new shop in the town, and you've got a greater business! Congratulations!"

Xiang Tiange waved his hand and said humbly, "Thanks! But I will pale into insignificance when set against your official management, see, you manage the village so well. It is a brand new look!"

Wu Pinglang was quite confident on the village governance, and was rather proud of that. Although he knew that Xiang Tiange was flattering him, he was still happy with that.

After some causal greeting about this and that, Xiang Tiange suddenly sighed and said slowly, "Do you know Wu Dahu? It is quite a pity for him."

Wu Pinglang was stunned and asked strangely, "How come? I heard that Dahu got himself quite good recently, he not only refurbished his own house, but also started some businesses. I think a luck ahead waiting for him. How is it a pity?"

Xiang Tiange suddenly turned his head left and right, leaned over to Wu Pinglang's side and whispered, "Do you really think that Dahu will only get such an achievement?"

Hearing that, something happened before seemed to occur to Wu Pinglang, he shook his head, saying, "Of course not, he had been picked by that noble, how can he just be a mediocrity? It is just a pity that…"

"It's just a pity that he was bewitched by the witch beside him. He will surely ruin his own future on his own hands completely!" said Xiang Tiange, he aimed to demonize Song Qinghan with such an anger expression on his rather ugly face.

Wu Pinglang became silent hearing the complaints uttered by Xiang Tiange. He wasn't a man of gossiping other family's domestic affairs. If it was his husband saying something like this, you would definitely stop him. But today was different, it was someone who shared the same status, he couldn't retort but listen.

Xiang Tiange sighed again and continued, saying, "I had gone to visit them last time, right, by my own. Guess what, Dahu didn't even know the etiquette influenced by that witch, and kept the door shut no matter how I knocked, and spoke some bad words to me! If I wasn't going through by my own, I would never expect that Dahu would be acting like that!"

Wu Pinglang asked in a surprise, "Really? Why did he say something bad to you?"

Well, it would be embarrassed for Xiang Tiange to answer this question because it was actually his fault. In a result, Xiang Tiange coughed a bit but changed the topic, saying, "Well, it was all because his current husband, who had been long called a 'EASY VIRTUE'. If Dahu got another husband instead of that one, he would have been better! Besides, I heard that the imperial court was preparing a military skill competition, Dahu can easily gain the reputation since he got that capacity"

Wu Pinglang pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "That's true. Even if he can't get the NO.1 Scholar, he can at least win a prize. But it is quite a pity that he should pay 500 silver coins for the application fee. It seems to be quite hard for Dahu to take such an amount of money!"

Xiang Tiange patted himself on the thigh and said, "I can afford that!"

Wu Pinglang looked at him in shock and asked, "Are you willing to borrow 500 silver coins for Dahu? Wow, you're such a man of kindness!"

Xiang Tiange didn't mean to "borrow", but since Wu Pinglang said something like this, he had to interrupt, saying, "No, you get me wrong. Although I got my wealth abundant, delivering someone who is outsider a total 500 silver coins is rather impossible "

True dat, Wu Pinglang also wouldn't just deliver to someone who was not his family members that large amount of money.1

Seeing that Wu Pinglang's train of thought had been completely taken away by him, Xiang Tiange crooked his lips and continued to say, "What's more, these 500 silver coins are all prepared for the dowry of my son. If I borrow them to Dahu, that will kill my son's marriage. Won't it?"

Wu Pinglang was stunned hearing that and nodded.

The "Prestige" of Xiang Lvping, or the "Notoriety" of this man, was well-known within villages. If Xiang Tiange didn't prepare an enough quantity of dowry matching for his son's marriage, Xiang Lvping probably would never be able to find a husband.

An expression of disfavor showed up on Xiang Tiange's face seeing that Wu Pinglang nodding without hesitation showing his agreement for what he said. It seemed that Wu Pinglang wasn't agreeing with his idea but mocking at the matter of his son being difficult on marriage.

But he didn't care much about that because there was another big deal he would negotiate with Wu Pinglang, he then continued to say, "If Dahu would love to marry my son, both parties are well-satisfied. It's pity that…"

It was such a sensitive question that made Wu Pinglang kept his silence, but then he opened his mouth and said, "The fact is, Dahu is already married and gets a wedded husband. This definitely won't work."

Seeing that Wu Pinglang wasn't trapped by his tricks, Xiang Tiange got his expression a bit sullen, and then continued to say, "Well, it doesn't matter. Since he can marry, he can , you should know the characteristic of his current husband."

Wu Pinglang looked at him in surprise, thought for a moment, and then shook his head and said, "This is the domestic affair of Dahu's own. We being outsiders have no rights to impede. He can deal with it by his own."

Hearing that, Xiang Tiange finally could understand why Mei Xilin would be that kind of capricious. The hypocrisy on his countenance happened to crack.

What a rotten dumbass Wu Pinglang was! How was he able to take office and became the head villager himself being that dumb and fool?7

Just as the matter was come to a deadlock, Mei Xilin suddenly came out and greeted Xiang Tiange. Then he slowly said to Wu Pinglang, "Dear, I think we should step in the affair of Dahu!

Wu Pinglang frowned slightly, but still kept his manner, saying, "We are negotiating right away! You shouldn't come out at the moment, just go inside!"

Mei Xilin continued to utter ignoring Wu Pinglang, saying, "See? Dahu was born under such an environment. Let's make it straight, he didn't get a good education and doesn't know the etiquette at all. We being the seniors in the village have the rights and responsibilities to educate him. You should step in earlier, so that Dahu wouldn't get himself down and indulged in such consequence. If we dig it deep, you should bear the most responsibility for that."1

Xiang Tiange was stunned hearing what Mei Xilin said, it seemed that what he had just said was without any logic but was still quite shocking.

He was shocked by that, let alone Wu Pinglang, the one who had no such complex thoughts in mind.

Wu Pinglang squinted his eyebrows with his pupils getting twitched violently. It seemed that he had heard completely the words and digested them.

"Is that my fault? Brother Xiang, do you really think so?" asked Wu Pinglang, as he was hesitated to do so.

Xiang Tiange regained his attention from his dumbness and then nodded, saying in a serious way, "True dat! But I don't even know how to say that to you as a peer and brother. It probably will make you upset. I have to say that Xilin is quite a rational one."1

Wu Pinglang took a glance at Xiang Tiange and then looked at Mei Xilin, indulging himself into a self-suspicion, he said in hesitation, "Then… then how can I compensate that?"1

Xiang Tiange caught the sight when Mei Xilin tipped him the wink, coughing slightly, and saying, "Of course you should correct him from his origin, since he got a great change because of that witch using witchcraft works. If that witch disappears and Dahu marries my son and later he can attend the military skill competition, everything will surely back on track. At that time, he will regain his bright future ahead of him."

"Moreover…" Xiang Tiange continued to utter and took a glance at Wu Pinglang, "It will be such a great honor to your village if Dahu becomes the No.1 Scholar in the future. Brother Wu, think about it, at that time you will surely get yourself famous cultivating such a prodigy."

Wu Pinglang wasn't reacting excitingly hearing the words, but he sank into a thought for a while, and then frowned, saying, "I've never heard that Dahu's husband had done something wrong before, it will be impossible if I force Dahu to get divorce with him without reasons!"

Mei Xilin got his eyes widened and made a gesture around his belly, saying as if he was about to expose a crime, "Huh? Isn't he so wrong carrying a big belly? That is totally a man of 'EASY VIRTUE', how can Dahu keep him stayed?"

Wu Pinglang answered with suspicion, "But he never hide himself about that and is honest to Dahu. As long as Dahu was willing to marry him, of course he has showed his acceptance for the upcoming baby. We are being so mean judging them according to this."9

Anger fulfilled in Xiang Tiange's mind all of a sudden, he rolled his eyes and kept his silence.

Mei Xilin's eyes shifted and he suddenly asked, "Then… what if Dahu's husband did something wrong and out of morality standard, will you step in?"

Wu Pinglang took a thought for a moment, and nodded, saying, "If he really had done something beyond the morality standard, I will of course convince Dahu."

Mei Xilin and Xiang Tiange looked at each other, both of them were nursing full of devil ideas in their minds.6

Xiang Tiange coughed slightly and then bid farewell to the two, saying, "I got bunch of domestic affairs to deal with and I am not supposed to stay long here. If you got times you can visit me either in my place. My husband misses you guys!"

Wu Pinglang nodded, answering, "Alright, we will surely visit you when we got times. Take care home!"

Since Xiang Tiange left the mansion, he didn't rush back home but went to the town for others.

In the other side, Song Qinghan didn't have any ideas that he had been targeted by someone. After he reached home together with Wu Dahu, he began worrying about the fact that they had infuriated Mei Xilin, which would probably cause an unexpected consequence. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you think he will accuse us of nothing, and distort the truth whispering to the head villager?"

Wu Dahu gave him a smile and said in a confirm tone, "Don't worry about that. Our head villager isn't a man of seeming irresolute. There's no way for him to listen nonsense from his husband. If he was that kind of man, I would have been banished from this village!"

A confusion erupted in Song Qinghan's mind all of a sudden hearing what Wu Dahu said, he felt somehow strange but asked, "Well so, it's quite strange that if the head villager is that kind of a wise and decisive man. How would he be willing to marry such a guy of miser and scrooge?"

Wu Dahu then indulged himself into memories, explaining, "It is said that they were engaged since they were still children, decision managed by their parents. Later on, the family of the head villager went bankrupt, that wasn't accepted by the family of Mei Xilin. But he insisted marrying the head villager and even suffered himself a hunger pain for a protest. With his strive, they finally gained the blessings from both family. Since then, the head villager had always treated him good, letting him be capricious within a principle."

Song Qinghan nodded with a look of stun, the penny dropped, everything became clear to him.

As long as the head villager is a man standing aside with justice, he shouldn't worry too much about the fact that they had somehow infuriated his husband.

After dinner, the two went to bed together as usual.

"Tomorrow…" Wu Dahu broke the silence.

But then he didn't say something for a moment, Song Qinghan thought it was just a hallucination and was ready to sleep. Wu Dahu continued to say, "Come with me to burn incense sticks for my dad tomorrow. Will you?"

It could tell that Wu Dahu had tried his best to keep his calm when he said that with his voice trembling, it seemed that this man was striving to restrain the feelings deep in his mind.

Song Qinghan seemed to find out what the date was tomorrow. He promised Wu Dahu and then said, "Sleep now, we'll see tomorrow!"

Seeing that he was calm, Wu Dahu gradually became released and nodded. Later, both of them came to their own dreams.

Early the next day, the two cooked a piece of meat, poured a pot of sugar wine, and walked towards back mountain with incense and joss paper.

The way to the back mountain today was not the same route as usual, they picked another way to.

Wu Dahu walked while he held Song Qinghan, explaining, "My dad loved this route, it is difficult to walk but quite peaceful. That's the one reason why I buried him here."

Walking on the rather uneven route under, Song Qinghan should be quite careful minding the road on his feet, but he didn't show any impatience or complaint, saying, "It's good to be peaceful. I like somewhere peaceful too."

After about one hour of the long journey, a tomb in a tiny size appeared in front of these two.

Song Qinghan looked at the tombstone erupting there, the one with a plain look yet showed the attentiveness of Wu Dahu, saying, "Did you make this tombstone?"

Wu Dahu nodded but then a trace of groom flashed in his eyes, he said, "My father was illiterate, but he showed a great admiration to those who were wise and had attended school. It happened to me that although I did attended school before, I only learnt little. I was never able to finish his dream to be a man of knowledge."

Song Qinghan glanced at him and said, "Hey, no one can be a perfect one in the world. For instance, the emperor nowadays, he might be good at the national governance but he is utterly ignorant of farming. Isn't he?"

Wu Dahu subconsciously looked around and said in a caution, "Stop! We're not allowed to gossip about the Majesty, it is such a crime if we keep talking about him. No more gossips about him, especially in front of an outsider!"

Song Qinghan retorted, "You're not an outsider. And I am not that kind of stupid chirping around…"

Noticing his reaction, Wu Dahu came to a release, consoling, "OK, it's me being over nervous. I know how smart you are. Anyway, thanks for your kind words!"

It happened to Song Qinghan became blushed hearing the words of Wu Dahu, he then got his ears red-rimmed. Rubbing the joss paper apart, he started to burn them slowly.

Wu Dahu poured the wine in front of the tome, covering the meat soup as follow, speaking to the tomb, "Dad, I'm married now. See, this is my husband Song Qinghan. Don't you ever worry about me anymore. You just take care of yourself over there in the heaven, and I will take care of myself here."

After that, he burned the joss incense sticks and inserted them in front of the tomb, kneeing and kowtowing three times showing his respect to his father.

Song Qinghan held the incense, bowed a bit and inserted the incense sticks on his hands into the soil, imitating the action of Wu Dahu, saying, "Dearest father, you don't have to worry 'cause I will always be by Dahu's side, I promise you that I will take good care of him. I wish you can bless over the little thing in my belly, bless him to be a good one and be healthy."

He didn't kowtowed since he got a physical inconvenience, he just crossed his fingers and nodded himself three times in front of the tomb.5

Wu Dahu glanced at his belly with a trace of affection in his eyes, saying in a confirm tone, "Don't worry, Father will bless you and our baby."

After that, they came back home. Settling Song Qinghan in the room, Wu Dahu spoke to him, saying, "I will go to the woods for checking, will come back before lunch."

Song Qinghan was stunned but he did not ask the reason, nodding and saying, "Just be careful."

One thing suddenly occurred to Song Qinghan in his mind, he remembered that Wu Dahu once said that he would go to the woods for the peace if he wanted a tranquility. Song Qinghan indulged himself into a confusion.

But not long before the door was just shut, an urgent and harsh sound of knocking burst in the yard.

Song Qinghan frowned with anger, he thought it would be Lin Dafu again, sneering, "Are you deaf or something? Did I tell you not to come over again?!"

The person outside seemed to be stunned but immediately explained, "Doctor Song, I am here for my illness. Please open the door, I'm dying!"

Song Qinghan hesitated for a moment. Obviously, from the voice of the man outside the door, it didn't seem that he got a bad illness or injured or something, Song Qinghan then asked in a doubt, "Where did you get yourself hurt? If you get a serious one, go find Doctor Luo in town. I am not that kind of a doctor knowing and curing everything. And yet, I am not a so-called doctor!"

The man outside the door did not give it up immediately but said, "I am bleeding just as Xiaoqing's femina dad did. I got my back a big wound and it keeps bleeding! You gotta save me, Doctor Song!"

Song Qinghan put one of his hand on the latch, he could obviously feel something wrong from the man outside, he pondered and then he asked, "Which family are from belonging to? Why is there no one accompanying with you?"

The man mumbled, in a vague tone, saying, "I am from the family at the very end of the village. There's no one home currently, so I have to come here alone! I've bring money with me, so open the door!"1

The end of the village? Song Qinghan pondered, he did deliver all the fabrics with Wu Dahu yesterday, if he didn't, he probably would be trapped by this evil man. Fortunately…

"Oh? Really? So you're the eldest son of the Xu Family at the end of the village?" asked Song Qinghan, at the moment he showed a big calm himself.

"Yes yes. Right! That's me, Doctor Song, please! Open the door!"1

Hearing that, Song Qinghan put down his hand from the latch, with a trace of coldness and indifference flashing in his eyes, he said in calm, "Oh, then I'm sorry! I can't open the door since I've had a long resentment with your family. Bring yourself to a destruction if you're not leaving!"

After that, he turned around and went back to the room without even hesitation, leaving the man outside shouting and bawling.

What Xu Family? There wasn't a Family of Xu existing in this village at all. What kind of man of foolishness the man was to be that kind of dumb and stupid.

After a while, the voice outside the door seemed to be vanished. Probably the man had found out that the trick didn't work anymore and then left.

Half an hour later, there came another voice of door knocking. But this time it seemed to be more mild and gentle. Song Qinghan suddenly got a shock with confusion but asked, "Who's out there?"

There came a voice of brightness outside the door, answering in a smiling tone, "Are you Dahu's husband? His cloth is done, and Qin Aye asked me to send the cloth here in saving his time. Please open the door!"1

Again, Song Qinghan came to put one of his hands on the latch, but at the moment he was about to open the door, he took a pause but asked skeptically, "Is the color of the cloth still remaining its original green? I am not sure if it still matches the skin color of Dahu."5

Standing outside the door and waiting for the door, the man outside started mumbling, and then answered in vague, "Umm… yes, it still remains the color and did not fade. It matches Dahu, for sure!"

"Is that so? He got a tanned skin, is it suitable for him to wear a green cloth?"

Song Qinghan hugged his own arms and sneered.3

The man outside the door seemed to be quite sure and said with certainty, confirming, "Of course it fits! It will surely highlight the healthy countenance of Dahu."

Since he found out the trick the man played, Song Qinghan turned around again with an unknown rage in his mind, but he still gave a respond to the man outside, yet in a leisure tone, saying, "Sorry mate. I think green is a rather unprepossessing color. I think it must be quite suitable for you, take it and leave."

In the room, Song Qinghan got straight heading to the bed, he laid and used the pillow to cover both of his ears, ignoring how the man outside crying and bawling.

Such confusions occurred to Song Qinghan all of a sudden. He wondered why everything went so creepy today.

He pondered and pondered, but only to find that he'd got so many people offended, he could count some of them. But it wasn't possible for him to figure out who was going to set him up today.

Luckily, as long as he kept the door shut, nothing would happen. What he happened to do for the security was to wait until Dahu came back before noon.

As he laid in the bed and at the moment he was about to fall asleep, a deafening noise came outside the door, mixing with the annoying sound of door knocking.

A rage lit up in Song Qinghan's mind all of a sudden, but he still laid himself in the bed and was about to turn a deaf ears to the man outside. But later the man shouted, "It is all about Dahu. You should open the door NOW!"

Hearing that, Song Qinghan got up and walked to the yard with hesitation, although he knew that probably would be another trick, but he had to catch up and asked, "What? What's wrong with Dahu?"

The next moment as Song Qinghan finished his words, a cloth covered with blood fell down from the top of the mansion gate, and directly fell onto the feet of Song Qinghan.

"Dahu got scratched by a giant bear in the mountain, bleeding all over, and came to a coma. Don't you know some medical treatment? Open the door and check it out!" The man outside the door shouted.

A giant bear? The death of Dahu's father suddenly occurred to Song Qinghan, he couldn't stay in his calm any more, lowering his head and staring at the cloth aside his feet.

A moment later, the door opened. The man outside suddenly came to a joy, rushing himself over to Song Qinghan and shouting, "Come, follow me up, mate, I will guide you the way!"

At the moment the man got himself closer to Song Qinghan, a wooden stick in a thickness of a fist hit the man on the back side of his head all of a sudden. The man then fell down directly on the ground and came to a coma.

A dagger showed up in the hands of that man, that was such a dangerous moment for Song Qinghan if the man wasn't hit.

If it happened that Song Qinghan opened the door without thinking it twice, it would be horrible trying to predict the consequence that would happen to him.

Who'd got such a big hatred on him? He would never expect that.

After that, he pondered while there was a voice of rushing footsteps coming over, and then shouted, "Help! Help! Please, I am begging you to release me!"

In a flash a man rushed inside suddenly and shouted in a rebuking tone, "Qinghan, what are you doing…?"

Xiang Tiange looked at the scene with his mouth exaggeratedly opened wide, as if he had caught and witnessed a crime by his own.

Mei Xilin came into the yard following up. But since he was blocked by Xiang Tiange, he couldn't take a clear glance at the "CRIME SCENE", he just spoke out some bad words insulting Song Qinghan, "How dare you! How can you cheat on Dahu with this guy. I'm gonna to teach you a lesson today for Dahu…"

When he finally got closer by the side of Xiang Tiange, the scene in front stopped him chirping, it was a sudden pause for him and he almost choked himself.

Following up the steps, Wu Pinglang saw a man being tied up on the ground, he then frowned and looked at Song Qinghan, asking, "Qinghan, what the hell is that? Who is the man on the ground?"

Just as Song Qinghan was about to explain, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the yard, and then smiled to the present people, saying, "Since I got all of you here, I will explain to you guys from the very beginnings of what happened just then."

Wu Dahu rushed inside in a quick speed, frowning and looking at the man on the ground. He was waiting for the explain from Song Qinghan.

Song Qinghan spoke out all the matter he had met this morning, from the three knocks to the bloody cloth, he continued to say, "I will tell you the truth, I am quite sensitive to the smell of blood. Although the color of this cloth is the same one from Dahu and I was almost trapped by this trick. If Dahu really got an attack by a giant bear, it's impossible to spread blood of chicken. Isn't it?"

After that, it could tell from Mei Xilin's expression that this man started to become awkward. He wanted to say something in retort, but his mind in chaos failed him to utter a word.

The idea of chicken blood was all his trick, and he did sacrifice his own household chicken only to set Song Qinghan up. But beyond his expectation, Song Qinghan was smart to recognize the blood.

"How can you prove that you yourself are telling the truth? This man probably was set up by your tricks!" Mei Xilin gritted his teeth, mumbling.

On the other side, Song Qinghan was showing a great calmness on his face, he said to Wu Pinglang, "You must be the head villager, right? I wonder why you showed up here without reason."

Wu Pinglang looked at Xiang Tiange with hesitation, and said in honesty, "Brother Xiang told me that he had found out the evidence of you cheating on Dahu, and requested me to come here to make a justice."

After that, Xiang Tiange gathered all the sights from everybody at present, he only coughed a bit, facing all the pressure and saying, "Oh, umm… I saw a stranger walked into the mansion of Dahu, I just misunderstood everything…"

A trace of coldness flashed right deep in the eyes of Song Qinghan, he sneered, saying, "Huh? The fact of a stranger walking into our mansion can be the evidence of me cheating on Dahu? And you, Mei Xilin, I find you funny from what you said, how am I supposed to set up a man while I am still pregnant? Was he dumb or getting some mental illness? He went up in my mansion and got himself into the trap I placed?"

Xiang Tiange caught a glimpse of Mei Xilin, both of them felt rather awkward now for failing the plan.

Wu Pinglang was not a fool, too. He noticed the embarrassments happened on the faces of Xiang Tiange and Mei Xilin, he finally figured out there must be something settled with a forethought.

The man on the ground suddenly snorted unconsciously as if he was about to wake up.

Song Qinghan suddenly made a bow with his hands folded in front to Wu Pinglang, saying, "Could I invite you, Mr Head Villager, to the room of mine, to leave this man alone here without you guys. You will know the factual matter of the whole thing. How about that?"

Wu Pinglang agreed without much hesitation and took away Mei Xilin, who was still standing there awkwardly.

Xiang Tiange saw that Wu Pinglang was standing in the corner of the room and delivering him a look of rage and scrutiny. He knew that he had no way to stay and delivered any clue any more and then walked into the room with a rather sullen face.

After the three of them entered the room, Song Qinghan motioned Wu Dahu to pick up the dagger in the man's hand.

After a moment, the man on the ground slowly opened his eyes, since he noticed the face of Song Qinghan right in front of him, he jumped up with a trace of anger coming out of nowhere, he shouted, "You bitch! You dare to hit me!"

Song Qinghan took a few steps back and sneered, saying, "Well, it should be all blamed over your dumbness and your foolish tricks. You can't pretend to be a bleeding patient, you can't tell a lie well. And you can't even recognize the difference between the chicken blood and human blood. How poor you are!"

The man was fully irrigated by Song Qinghan's words, and it could be clearly seen that the blue veins on his forehead was emerging due to his rage, he said angrily, "I never expect that you little bitch is that kind of person easy to be hoaxed. I did succeed in the third round after the two failures previously. Do you really think that these ropes can tie me up?"

As soon as he finished the words, he got rid of the fetter of the ropes all of a sudden using his strength.

Wu Dahu, who was hiding by the side, jumped out and pressed the man to the ground. He jabbed the dagger to the man's throat, saying with a threatening tone, "Who the heck are you? Why are you showing up in my house?"

The man was completely shocked. He never expected that Wu Dahu would come back so early. He was threatened by the sharp blade of the dagger and then became obedient trying to save himself, but he still showed his animosity, saying, "Let go of me. Otherwise, I will show you the consequence of trapping me. I'm here to date with your husband."

Wu Dahu sneered, took the dagger more closed to the neck of this man, saying slowly, "A date? Aren't you coming to kill him? Expose yourself, who sent you here? If you're not telling the truth…"

After that, Wu Dahu used the dagger to scratch the skin of the man's throat, he continued to say without mercy, "I will throw you into the back mountain to feed the giant bear, feed the shit of you, every piece of you."

The man could clearly feel that his blood was slowly dripping from his neck. He couldn't resist anymore and uttered with a rather trembling voice, "No, don't, don't kill me. I will tell you the truth…"

Mei Xilin in the room started to be quite nervous witnessing the scene outside. He wanted to say something, but only to be glanced by Wu Pinglang, who was showing his equanimity standing there.

Xiang Tiange forced a smile on his face and said in a low voice, "It's not that suitable to use private punishment for just a so-called truth! That man is peeing in his pants, what he's going to say must be something with nonsense."

Wu Pinglang smiled faintly and said slowly, "When someone is going to accept his upcoming death, he will say something of kindness. And when one's life is threatened, he will definitely tell all the truths. Don't worry about that, Brother Xiang. Let's see what he is going to confess."

At the moment he finished his statement, the man outside in the yard began to cry and confess, saying, "It's all about Xiang Tiange, the one from the next village. He found me for a big deal and asked me to pretend to rape that pregnant femina male."