A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

by Usui Takumii

not mine, punky underline fujoshi, wattpad. Beware Bl. Total: 327 chapters.

1. 00 to 10

Description

When Song Qinghan woke up, he found that he had not only transmigrated into another world, but also… had a ball in his stomach. He thought the original owner of this body had left a total mess to him. But it turned out there was a piece of precious jade hidden in it. Looking at the six-pack abs of Wu Dahu, he rubbed his hands with great excitement. Farming, your job! Hunting, your job! Giving birth, ahem, you worked hard! But surgery… leave it to me!

Song Qinghan suffered a bit bearing-down pain, and couldn't help but look down while he struggled to open his eyes.

"…"

What the heck? How could his belly be as big as if he was pregnant?22

At the moment he annoyed at the situation, a tall figure quickly walked over and stopped a meter away. The man asked carefully, "Childe Song, are you all right?"9

Song Qinghan turned his head over subconsciously. He was shocked when he saw the man's facial features clearly.

Wasn't he the man who always showed up in his dream?

Talking about that dream, Song Qinghan got a numb brain since he couldn't figure out whether the scene was a dream or it was a dream from his previous life.

He then pinched himself on the cheek and gasped, "Is it true?"

It could tell from the expression of the man's eyesight that he got so much sympathy for him. with his fist relaxed then clenched. However, he didn't get closer while something seemed to occurred to him.

"Stop hurting yourself again. You can go anywhere after giving birth to the baby!" shouted the man.

It could be seen that the man was rather torturous when he said these words, with his eyebrows tightly furrowed. He was kind of man trying to hide the haunting grief away.

The current situation was still a big puzzle for Song Qinghan, however, he could understand what the man said so far.

He lowered his head again to confirm his belly, then reached out to touch the thing below. He looked at the man with a pale face after checking out his own physic situation, and said in misery, "Am… am I pregnant?"

The man didn't answer the question but regarded the question a part of daily madness of him. With a dreadful silence, he picked up a bowl from a nearby table and slowly handed it over, and then said in a soft tone, "Have something to eat. Don't starve yourself to death, think about the baby inside your belly."5

Song Qinghan suddenly felt hungry after being reminded, as if he had not eaten for a few days.

He was a doctor, and he paid the most attention to his daily care. He wouldn't make himself suffer from hunger and ruined his health.7

The man was stunned by the unusual reaction that the boy on the bed didn't throw the bowl down on the ground, but grabbed it over and started to eat in a slow and gentle motion.

He wanted to ask something, but he was worried that it would affect Song QingHan's mood to eat. Considering that, he turned over and walked away in silence.

In fact, Song Qinghan was also eager to communicate with the man. However, speaking during the meal wasn't the habit of him, so he could only watch him walk away until he left the room.

Speaking of the room, he raised his head and looked around, with a hint of doubt on his face.

Wasn't this a house in an ancient style in the drama? It was made from mud, which wasn't that solid at all from its structure.

What's more, speaking of the meal, he lowered his head and glanced at it. It couldn't be that hard to tell that the vegetables and the fat meat were only cooked with water. No more condiments were added to make the meal except salt. That was kind of mild food without any flavor.+

But no matter how bad the food was, he didn't waste a drop of rice considering his personal care.

That would be shameful to waste food!

After having the unappetizing meal, he could feel that he gained more energy physically and slowly stood up from the bed.

When he wore the shoes, he couldn't avoid looking at his belly which was in a ball-shaped, roubded and bulging. That was a subtle yet strange feeling that he would consider the rounded belly was quite adorable.

He walked out of the room and saw that the man was chopping firewood. That was a rather tempting scene full of male hormone, of which the muscles on the man's arm were as solid as steel, and the six pack on his abdomen flowed up and down along with his breath.

When the man noticed him at the door side, he abruptly stopped the movements of his hand. He then wiped the sweat out of his face and asked tentatively, "Are you feeling better now, Childe Song?"3

Song Qinghan cleared his throat and uttered what he had just made up.

"Well, it seems that I have forgotten what happened in the past. The only thing I can remember is my name – Song Qinghan. Who are you? Can you tell me about my situation? "

He lied unblinkingly in calm, but swore in his mind, "I promise I won't lie to you in the future, so hurry up to tell me something!"

The man was stunned. He looked at his dodging eyes and didn't say a word for a long time.

He wasn't aim to say something until he could clearly sense an annoyance from the countenance of Song Qinghan, and hurried to explain as if he was just woke up from a dream, saying, "Oh, that would probably be the pregnancy. I heard from the village master that it's not strange if something happens when you are pregnant."

Such words seemed not to explain to Song Qinghan, but to explain to himself.

He lowered his head and thought for a while. Finally, he got his brain clear again to explain, and pointed himself, saying, "My name is Wu Dahu. I'm… I'm your husband, and you married me three days ago. Since then, you haven't eaten anything. Don't make things difficult for yourself. You own your health and if you get ill, that will be the loss for your own. Moreover, the baby inside your belly is innocent either."3

Song Qinghan was stunned and stood there frozen hearing clearly what Wu Dahu said.

Oh lord, was that a same-sex marriage?! And he could be pregnant?! And the man showing in front of him was exactly his husband!

It was nothing wrong that he was gay, and he had even dream of making romantic and sensual love with Wu Dahu! But it didn't mean he wanted to give birth!

Seeing the desperate look on Song Qingzheng's face, Wu Zhong clenched his fists and pursed his lips into a straight line, seemingly suppressing something.

After losing his memory, did he still hate him so much?

Song QingHan had took a while trying to accept the reality and finally resigned to the fate.

He leaned next to the door and suddenly he realized something didn't make sense at all.

"Three days ago?! Was my belly that big three days ago? "he cried out in surprise.

Even though this world was rather unreliable and unexplainable, he still couldn't accept that the fact that a fetus could grow so fast in three days.

A smile shown on the face of Wu Dahu with a bitterness, the man said in s soft tone, "You have been pregnant for half a year, but were repudiated and

kicked out from Lin Mansion and a month ago you married me."11

Song Qinghan opened his mouth wide with astonishment, everything turned into turbulence since he couldn't figure them out at once.

The only thing he could make sense in his mind now was that he married a man in Lin Mansion and then he got repudiated after five months of pregnancy. In the ensuing result, he got Wu Dahu to marry, and brought him a baby.

What a dissipated man of the original owner of this body! Not even a modern man dared to experience like this.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wu Dahu sympathetically and sighed, saying, "Are you really willing to marry a wo… a man, even he got a baby in his belly which wasn't belonged to you?"

He almost bit his tongue when he said this. Because he was not quite adapting to the context when a MALE was about to marry another MALE, not a female.

Wu Dahu glanced at him in a strange way, an odd hesitation showed on his face, he couldn't help but saying, "It, it should be my kid."9

It was quite out of Song Qinghan's mind after hearing another shocking news from the man. When he figured out what the Wu Dahu said, his face became distorted, with full of confusion.

"So you mean that you made me pregnant and then sent me to others, when they found out I was pregnant and wasn't willing to accept me, and then everything was out of control, you had no choice but got me back and married me?!"12

Wu Dahu was in a daze and opened his mouth trying to explain, but he failed to say anything, only to shut his mouth.

Seeing the man in front of him being silent with mouth shutting, Song Qinghan regarded the behavior as a tacit admit. He was so angry that he slammed the door and sat down on the bed back.

He never expected that his husband was a bastard! A complete bastard!3

Wait. That wasn't his husband, but the original owner of this body. He would never want such a husband of bastard-behaviors.

He didn't see Wu Dahu until the night fell.

Wu Dahu picked up a bowl and walked to Song Qinghan as at noon. He was stunned when he saw Song Qing turning his face to one side.

Fortunately, Song QingHan would not bear an annoyance to himself. Although he was angry, he still took the bowl over and was about to eat.

Seeing this, Wu Dahu stood there and pondered for a while, slowly opened his mouth and said, "It was really a coincidence of the night we spent together. Afterwards, you and your family threatened me not to leak it out. I knew exactly you had got a brighter future to marry another person, so I had to keep my mouth shut. From then on, I got no chance ever to see you until three days ago, it was your family members to tie you up and ask me for the betrothal gift, then they asked me to marry you in short."6

At the moment when Song Qing was digesting the news in a daze, Wu Dahu pursed his lips and continued to say with hesitation, "That was a nonsense to say that I let you marry other randomly, or I marry you beyond my willingness. But in fact… you didn't like me at all in the past."4

After he finished his words, he turned over and was about to leave the room, as if he thought it would be quite awkward if he stayed here.

Staring the broad-looking back of the man leaving the room, Song QInghan couldn't help but feel a bit sympathetic for him.

He stood up after finishing the meal with no flavor, walked slowly and directly to the door of the room.2

The yard wasn't that big. On the left side, there was a big water jar full of clear water, and on the right side stood a pile of firewood. The chopped and the unchopped ones were piled together neatly, causing no disorder.

There were only two rooms in the house. One was the one he lived in, while the other was a kitchen, which was next to his right hand.

Holding the bowl, Song Qinghan slowly walked into the kitchen. He was astonished to find that Wu Dahu was unfolding the twitch-grass on the ground with a thin cotton quilt on it. It seemed that he was about to make a bed on the floor.

"What are you doing? Why don't you sleep in that room?" Song Qinghan couldn't help asking.

Wu Dahu paused the motions, turned his head to look at him, pulled the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "No worries, I have been sleeping here for two days. What's more, I am a snore person. I'm afraid I'll annoy you."

Song Qinghan had sensed that this was not the real reason. He asked tentatively, "So it was me who rejected you to sleep together?"

After the question from Song Qinghan, a dreadful silence came to the kitchen all of a sudden, but yet, he got the answer from his silence.

Song Qing rubbed his temples helplessly. He felt that the mess left behind by the original owner of this body was really a rotten legacy.

"Well…" He opened his mouth again and continued to say, "You can sleep in that room. That is not good to sleep here."

It was quite a bad condition of the kitchen, let alone the burning woods around, which would probably cause intoxication to someone by carbon monoxide emitted from the firing process. If Wu Dahu got intoxicated, no one would have the ability to save him.12

Wu Dahu stared and observed the man for a while, and found out the sincereness flowing out from his countenance, he nodded slightly and answer, "Okay."

Actually, he had waited for Song QInghan to command. What really mattered for him was that he could take care of him if something happened in the midnight.

Even though the kitchen was quite closed next to the bedroom, there was still a wall. Unless Song Qinghan shouted at him loudly, he had no idea what was going on there.

Thinking of this, he actually felt that it was a fortune that Song Qinghan had forgotten about what happened in the past. He seemed to have changed into a different person, no longer a bad-tempered man with capricious behaviors. Although he got a bit tempered sometimes, it was rather cute to be like that.3

It would be wonderful if he could keep behaving like this. However, his grandpa once told him that after giving birth, the abnormal reaction of pregnancy would naturally disappear. At that time, Song Qinghan would probably leave him…

It turned out that Wu Dahu didn't have the habit of snoring, and he seemed to be a light sleeper. Every time Song Qinghan woke up in the midnight, he could saw the man staring at him with his bright eyes opening, it was kind of weird though.4

After the night of tossing and turning, it came to the next morning. Song Qinghan woke up in starvation.

He got quite easy to be hungry right now, not knowing if it was because he needed to feed the baby inside his belly or due to the oil-free diet.

He wanted Wu Dahu to make some meals of better flavors, but the house environment, which was in a poverty level, failed him to make that luxurious requirement.

After eating steamed bun Wu Dahu made, he asked in surprise, "Why don't you eat?"

Wu Dahu paused, avoided his eyes and said slowly, "I've already eaten earlier."

How have he had the breakfast since they were almost got up at the same time and Song Qinghan watched him finishing the process of steaming?

Song Qinghan was a little upset. He knew exactly how terrible to be a member from a poor family due to his experience getting through the poverty before.

Noticing his expression, Wu Dahu came to be a bit embarrassed in the thought of having the breakfast first. However, it was rather hard for him to explain. So he just decided to lower his head silently and carried his wicker basket and ready to leave the room.

"Where are you going?" asked Song Qinghan.

Seeing that the man was going out, he hurriedly walked a few steps forward, trying to follow him up.

Wu Dahu looked at his belly nervously and frowned, saying, "I will go find some food in the mountain, you stay at home."

Song Qinghan noticed his sight and found that it was kind of ironic and dazzling.

Sure enough, in every countries dogs bit, men cared about the babies rather than the ones who carried and gave birth to them.

He knew the dreadful truth because he had witnessed so many familiar cases since his accessing to the career of a doctor in the area of gynaecology and obstetrics. Once he met a pregnant woman accidentally falling at home and losing her twin boys, her husband didn't ever comfort her at all but blamed her not staying at bed in his orders.11

Well, their fate, sure enough, was doomed to come to an end since her husband found a lover in quite a short time. What's worse, the woman lost the twins didn't blame over her husband but herself instead, she said that she would have give birth to the twins if she was submissive to stay at bed. What a domestic tragedy.8

It definitely made no sense to make a requirement to stay at bed during the pregnancy, but was a rather creepy treatment and would got someone insane in that dreadful period. In addition, a female swine carrying more than ten babies in one pregnancy didn't dare to stay numb without moving.

Thinking of this, Song Qinghan stuck in a bad mood all of a sudden. He got his face in an unhappy one and he said disdainfully, "I will follow you up. Don't worry. I will TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOUR BABY CHILD!"7

Wu Dahu opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He opened the door silently and watched him walk out of the yard.

Not long, Song Qinghan saw the golden grain a hundred meters away. He couldn't help asking, "Don't you have to go to the field for some farming?"

Wu Dahu withdrew his gaze from the grain, and looked at the road under Song Qinghan's feet and said slowly, "I sent my land as a betrothal present."3

Song Qinghan paused and turned to look at the man. It was at that moment he saw that a fit a sorrow flashed in his eyes.

"Are you that kind of fancying him…mmmm, me?" He asked.

Song Qinghan could only conceived an idea of a "fancying" stuff, there were no other scenarios he could otherwise consider on the matter that the man would contribute his land as the betrothal present.

Wu Dahu glanced at his belly again, pursed his lips and muttered in a soft tone, saying, "No matter what, I will marry you."

Song Qinghan lowered his head and looked at his belly. Well, the confusion lingering in his mind dissipated all at once.

It was all counted on the man's responsibility, and of course the duty to the upcoming natal child.

In such considerations, Song Qinghan felt somehow a bit sorrow for the original owner of this body.

That was the one who had been treated as a paving block for his family, and when he got no other uses for them, he got abandoned, as well as the one who was in two unhappy marriages, he didn't get any love until his death.2

But soon he realized that he was now taking over the destiny of this body. And in the daunting future with an endless darkness, he would become the ONE to taste the most misery life.

Thinking of this, he paused and then clenched his fists, in a look that he was ready for blocking the destiny the throat.

Hell NO! He needed to change!

Wu Dahu stopped and gave him a look of doubt.

Song Qinghan raised his head to look at him with his eyes showing rather sharp, asking, "Have you conceived the future after you sent your land out?"

In his current mind, he had his brain clear. That he should stay in the same boat and head in a right course with Wu Dahu right now was the wisest choice for him. At least he should keep in the united front in the food problems.

Therefore, it was impossible for him to live alone without the assistance of Wu Dahu if he was about to change the current situation.

He decided to put aside his prejudice for now and cooperate with Wu Dahu!

Wu Dahu could see that the man in front was little different from his eyes. He said honestly, "I hunt and I can catch some small-sized animals every day. If I'm lucky enough, I can catch wild boars and foxes."

Song Qinghan was surprised, asking, "Huh? Then why didn't I have tasted the meat yet? "

Wu Dahu thought Song Qinghan would consider him as a selfish eater, he got his cheek blushed and explained in a hurried tone, saying, "I've changed them all for money. While the rice, oil, meat and so on in the family have to be bought with money."

Fortunately, the easy-to-get-blushed man was in a tanned skin, no one could tell if he got his face red-rimmed or not from his appearance. Otherwise, if Song Qinghan knew that he was such a face saving person, he would have tease at him with all possible means.

After hearing his answer, Song Qinghan nodded thoughtfully.

Despite hunting didn't cost much, if one was injured, it wouldn't make up for the loss. Besides, no matter how powerful Wu Dahu was, he couldn't get prey every day if the heavy snow came. Therefore, he still needed to get a stable source of earning money.

He pondered for a while what he could do. But it turned out that he could only offer the treatment of curing but nothing else. What's worse, he was now in the ancient time, and as a surgeon, he was no difference with a bird without wings as he got no operating table and surgical blade.

Although he knew the knowledge of the obstetrics, there were probably no women here. As for the men in pregnancy, he was rather worried about the affair, let alone help others.

Seeing the unpredictable look on Song Qinghan's face, Wu Dahu couldn't help reminding him, "Song …Childe Song, it's time to leave. I won't be able to catch the prey if it's too late."

Song Qinghan came to his senses and asked subconsciously, "Why are you still calling me Childe Song?"

Seeing Wu Dahu pursed his mouth and didn't say a word, he immediately realized that it was the idea of the original owner.

Since Song Qinghan thought that they were partners in cooperation now, it was better to be closer to each other. So he took the initiative to ease the relationship and said with a smile, "You can call me Qinghan or Han. I'll also call you Dahu, otherwise it would be rather weird for us to greet each other in a honorifics."

Wu Dahu paused, nodded and said ambiguously, "Then, H… Han, let's go."

The two silently walked up towards the mountain. In the middle, Song Qinghan saw a plant on the ground, which was quite familiar for him.

"Ah! The Chinese yam! Isn't that a Chinese yam? "He shouted in surprise.

Wu Dahu lowered his head and looked at Song Qinghan holding his sleeve. This was the first time Song Qinghan took the initiative to approach him.4

He followed Song Qinghan's point and looked over. He thought he would see something surprising, but he didn't expect it was the "Itch Stick".

Seeing Song Qinghan's face was full of excitement, he explained patiently, saying, "This vegetation is called the Itch Stick, which will flow out some highly poisonous mucus. If someone gets the mucus on his skin, the area on the skin will become red-rimmed and itchy all at once, no medicine is useful to cure. That's why we call it an Itch Stick."

Song Qinghan looked at him in a strange way, with his voice trembling.

"Are you saying that you won't eat these stuff?"

Wu Dahu nodded. Seeing Song Qinghan jump up happily, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him.

Because they were drawn closer to each other with their eyes contacted at the same time, both of them felt awkward all of a sudden.

Song Qinghan coughed softly. The excitement on his face had not faded away. He pointed at the Chinese yam and said, "Be quick. We need to dig them all out, we probably can have a full stomach tonight!"

Wu Dahu was a bit confused on the requirement that Song Qinghan made. Didn't he mention that this kind of vegetation was poisonous? Why did he resist to get them?

But since he could see the rare and pure happiness shown on Song Qinghan's face, he took his action to follow his orders to dig the Chinese yam out.

After he filled half of the basket, he straightened up and wiped the sweat out of his cheek, and then said to Song Qinghan, "Is that enough?"

Eighteen! Song Qinghan counted on the Chinese yam. It was enough to eat for a few days. To that end, he nodded as to answer Wu Dahu.

The two continued to move forward. Seeing that Wu Dahu carried so many Chinese yams on his back, Song Qinghan couldn't help but say in a concerned tone, "What about we unload the Chinese yams here, and when we come back here from hunting, we take them all home. Otherwise, it will be quite hard to carry!"

Wu Dahu was stunned, he never expected that Song Qinghan would ever care that much about him. In thinking of that, he shook his head with a cheerful smile, saying, "It's OK. We won't take this way home anyway."

Song Qinghan could only nod his head hearing that. But another vegetation out of his mind appeared when he turned his head around and took a glance at the surrounding places.

"It's fruits of cherokee rose!" Song Qinghan cried out in surprise with a hurried tone.

There were full of "treasure" up in the mountain. How could this big fool be so blind to find them?1

Wu Dahu followed behind him helplessly, carefully protecting him and walking to the "Piercing Balls"(The fruits of cherokee roses are in the shape of piercing balls, featuring some medical function).3

He knew that femina males liked some colorful stuffs, but these spikes seemed to be useless except its color of shitty yellow!

Song Qinghan waved his hand and said excitedly, "Pick them! I'll pick it with you. This is a good stuff for making wine! "

Wu Dahu got no ideas. It was easy for him to dig out the Chinese yams, which only required no more than half an hour. But as for the "piercing balls", which was in the tiny shapes, he couldn't imagine how long it would take. It wouldn't leave time for him to hunt.

After picking a handful, Song Qinghan looked at Wu Dahu's basket somewhat awkwardly.

Wu Dahu knew that the gap in his basket was too big, so naturally it couldn't hold them. He wanted to use this as an excuse to stop picking it. When he saw Song Qinghan holding the piercing balls with his clothes, he finally submitted to it. Walking to one side, he broke a large leaf and made a small basket in his hand with some simple knitting steps.

He sighed with a relief after he delivered the basket to Song Qinghan, and saw him laughed in a good mood.

Song Qinghan also realized that it was getting late after picking up the fruits of cherokee rose

. After the fruits filled the basket up, he stopped and said to Wu Dahu, "Let's go. Go hunting first."

Wu Dahu finally heaved a sigh of relief and quickened his pace. However, every time he took a few steps, he would turn his head to see whether Song Qinghan was following him or not.

Song Qinghan also knew that Wu Dahu was anxious, so he didn't look around and followed closely.

When the trees on both sides gradually became taller in the height, Wu Dahu suddenly stopped and whispered, "Here we are!"

+"Wait for me here."

Wu Dahu left these words and ran out like an arrow off the bow with his stiff muscles, friskily as a colt.

Suddenly, there was only Song Qinghan. He felt a little out of it and stood there alone, pulling his sleeves at a loss.

"According to Wu Dahu, there are creatures like wild boars and foxes in this mountain. What if a big tiger pops out and eats him? Although this body is not in a good condition now, I'm still alive. While there's life, there's hope. If I'm dead, it's all over."

He was letting his imagination run away with him, and his heart was beating like a drum. A little sign of trouble could frighten him.3

Suddenly, a voice came from the bushes on the left. He took two steps back and looked at it in terror.

"Ah…"

After seeing that it was Wu Dahu, he covered his mouth and retracted his scream.

Wu Dahu was stunned. Seeing Song Qinghan's legs trembling, Wu Dahu hurriedly stepped forward to hold him and asked with concern, "Were you scared? It was all my fault. I shouldn't have taken a shortcut."

Song Qinghan patted his own chest, and his face turned red slightly. Seemingly, he didn't expect that his timid side would be seen by someone.

A trace of red things flashed across his eyes. He looked over and exclaimed, "Ah! You were injured!"

Wu Dahu lowered his head to look at his right arm, and said unconcernedly with a smile, "Nothing. It's just a superficial wound."

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and revealed the fat hare. With shining eyes, he said, "I can add some food to your dinner tonight."

But Song Qinghan was not happy, and even darkened his face. He grabbed Wu Dahu's injured arm and asked coldly, "What hurt you? How much blood did you lose? Did you touch anything dirty just now? "

This was Song Qinghan's occupational disease. He not only took good care of his own body, but also couldn't see others trash their body, especially those related to him.

Seeing that Song Qinghan was serious, Wu Dahu put away his smile, frowning and thinking for a moment, "I ran so fast just now that I got scratched by some branches. But I didn't bleed too much or touch anything dirty."

Song Qinghan's face softened, but he was still upset, "Let's go back. I'll treat your wound to avoid infection."

Wu Dahu felt shocked by Song Qinghan's air. He nodded obediently and led the way.

"After all, I hunted a hare. It would be much easier. When Song Qinghan is napping at noon, I'll come out again and see if I can capture some prey." Wu Dahou thought in mind.

After they went back, the first thing that Song Qinghan did was to boil a pot of water. After sinking the towel into the boiling water, he carefully wiped the area around Wu Dahu's wound. When the blood strain was wiped off, he saw that the wound was indeed not so deep, so he didn't wrap it up. He only said, "Don't touch any water recently, nor touch any dirty things. Don't scratch scabs, otherwise it will leave scars."

Wu Dahu smiled indifferently, "It's fine for a man to have some scars."

Song Qinghan glared at him and said grumpily, "I don't like scars!"

As soon as his words came out, both of them fell silent, and the air became stagnant.

Song Qinghan felt a little embarrassed, wondering if his like about scars had any relationship with Wu Dahu. It's not the fact that he would touch Wu Dahu's skin every day in his life in the future.

Before he fled, Wu Dahu suddenly said seriously, "OKay! I won't leave any scars in the future."

Fortunately, Song Qinghan had already turned around before Wu Dahan said those words, so the latter didn't find Song Qinghan's face reddened slightly.

Song Qinghan walked into the kitchen and just took out some yams from the basket. Wu Dahu stopped his hands and said, "I'll do it. Just give me orders."

The moment their skin contacted, Song Qinghan felt his heart was throbbing. When he recovered, he stroked his forehead and thought that he must have been too tired to hallucinate.

Under the command of Song Qinghan, Wu Dahu washed those yams clean and cut them into some small sections of three-finger wide without peeling, and put them in the steaming pan.

The fragrance of the steamed yams was overflowing, which looked refreshing and tasty inside.

After peeling the yams, Wu Dahu blew it and put it into Song Qinghan's mouth.

After taking a bite, Song Qinghan finally felt that his mouth was not empty, but he felt that he was like a kid and fed by Wu Dahu. However, if he took the yam himself, it would be too hot to hold it.

Song Qinghan was wondering what Wu Dahu did with his hands in daily life and didn't feel hot at all.

After Wu Dahu fed Song Qinghan, he finally peeled a portion of yam and put it into his mouth.

While he ate, his eyes gradually glowed, and he said to Song Qinghan happily, "I didn't expect that this itching stick would taste so good after being steamed!"

Song Qinghan rolled his eyes and corrected, "It's called yam instead of the itching stick."

As Song Qinghan spoke, he suddenly remembered something. He looked around and asked Wu Dahan in a low voice, "Can we sell the yam for money?"

After thinking for a while, Wu Dahu frowned and said slowly, "It's everywhere in the countryside. No one will spend money on it."

Song Qinghan bit his thumb. With a flash of spiritual light, he clapped his hands and said, "It can be sold in the form of the finished product!" This way, no one would not know what it is!

"Finished product?" Wu Dahu looked at him questioningly, as if he didn't understand what this word meant.

Song Qinghan pointed at the steamed yam in Wu Dahu's hand and asked him, "Do you know what you are eating after it was peeled? The prerequisite was that you had never tasted the yam before."

Wu Dahu suddenly understood and nodded, looking at Song Qinghan with admiration.

"Little Han is so clever that you could come up with this idea."3

Song Qinghan felt a little embarrassed when he heard it. What was so clever? He just said some simple words.

Wu Dahu told Song Qinghan to stay at home, and he went to the mountain to dig out all the yams he saw.

By the time he cleaned those yams, the sky was dark. Wu Dahu cleaned up the hare. Then he took half of the hare for soup, and put the other half on the fire with salt for roasted meat.

Song Qinghan was a little confused by Wu Dahu's taste. He couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you buy some other condiments? Was the seasoning too expensive?"

Wu Dahu was stunned and didn't understand what Song Qinghan meant, so he asked, "The seasoning? Do you mean the salt? Do you think it is too faint? "

Seeing that Wu Dahu was trying to add another spoon of salt, Song Qinghan shook his head and said, "No, I'm talking about chili, ginger, garlic, etc. Even better, there are those like Laurel and aniseed."

Hearing this, Wu Dahu said with a strange expression, "First of all, those things are not delicious. Second of all, no one would sell them."

It was Song Qinghan's turn to be stunned this time. When he realized the business opportunity inside, he immediately grabbed Wu Dahu's arm and shouted, "It's all good stuff! Where are they? "

Wu Dahu glanced at the place where Song Qinghan held him. When Song released his hands, Wu said, "I'll go pick some."

Soon, Wu Dahu came back with a handful of fresh ginger, chili and garlic.5

Song Qinghan instructed Wu Dahan to chop these things and put them into the stove with soup and the roasting rabbit meat.

The fragrance gradually emitted, and Wu Dahu became surprised. He raised his head to look at Song Qinghan and said, "After adding these things, the smell is better!"

Song Qinghan said complacently, "Of course. You will find that it not only smells better, but also tastes better!"

After roasting the rabbit meat, Wu Dahu handed it to Song Qinghan and urged, "Eat fast. If it's cold, it won't taste good."

After saying these words, a grumbling sound came out of Wu Dahan's belly.

Seeing that Wu was a little embarrassed, Song Qinghan gave him an excuse and said with a smile, "I am pregnant with a kid. It's not good to eat roasted things. You can eat them. I'm waiting for the soup."

Wu Dahu had never heard that the pregnant man would feel uncomfortable after eating roasted meat. He guessed that this was an excuse Song Qinghan deliberately made for him to eat rabbit meat.

He hadn't felt the feeling of being cared for for a very long time. After taking a piece of rabbit meat, his eyes were welling up with tears.3

Noticing the look on his face, Song Qinghan couldn't help frowning and asked, "What the chili put too much? You might not have gotten used to it if you didn't eat it too much before."

Wu Dahu nodded and suppressed all the mixed thoughts in his heart.

But there was only one thought that could not be suppressed: It would be great if Song Qinghan kept worried about like this…

After finish the rabbit meat, yams, and even all the soup, they prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

After lying down, Wu Dahu recalled that he was going to the market tomorrow to sell steamed yams, so he said, "I will go out early tomorow morning. I will leave you a few steamed yams, and you can eat them when you get up. After eating, stay at home. It's not safe to be outside."

Song Qinghan just wanted to see the world more. How would he agree with Wu Dahu's proposal? He thought for a moment and asked, "Is the market far away? Are you going to walk to get there? "

Wu Dahu nodded, thinking that Song Qinghan couldn't see it. Wu said slowly, "Yeah. It's not too far. Just about three miles. It would only take me an hour for it."6

Hearing these words, Song Qinghan immediately regretted it. "It was not far from over three miles? He'll arrive there in an hour! And he was probably going to run to the market."

Song Qinghan sighed with sadness. Wu Dahu seemed to have seen through Song's thoughts. After hesitating for a moment, Wu said, "You may go to the market after the baby is born. Otherwise, it will not be good, if Lin Family meets you."

It reminds Song Qinghan of the Lin Mansion, which had abandoned the original person of his body, and couldn't help asking, "Is the Lin Family rich?"

Wu Dahu paused and said slowly, "They are very rich. Lin's family was the richest in the town. I heard that all the female men in the surrounding villages want to marry Lin's family."13

A female man? Song Qinghan understood that Wu meant a man who can get pregnant like him.

"Then who married me? Why did he marry me? "He asked curiously.

Hearing this question, Wu Dahu thought it was funny, but he remembered that Song Qinghan had lost his memory, so he explained patiently, "The eldest son of Lin Mansion has always liked beautiful women, and you are the famous beauty in the surrounding villages. So you are his best choice.

In the darkness, Song Qinghan rubbed his own face. Weren't there the two eyes, one nose, and one mouth the same as others? What was the relevance between him and a beauty?4

After chatting for a while, Song Qinghan a bit sleepy caused by the pregnacy and turned his head over and felt asleep.

It was the next day when he opened his eyes while Wu Dahu has left the room already, leaving the thatch and the cotton quilt neat and clean behind.

Song Qinghan nursed a satisfaction in his thought, "This roommate is nothing bad. Although the house is not that kind of delicate thing, it is always cleaned up though. Even the clothes on him is old one, but it seems never to be dirty."

A pressing knock came to the door at the moment Song Qinghan went to the kitchen for having the Chinese yam which was still warming.

"Brother Dahu? Are you there, brother Dahu?" A voice from a young man came from outside.2

Song Qinghan hesitated for a while and didn't make a sound.

Anyway, Wu Dahu was not here. It was pointless for him to open the door.

Maybe it was because no one responded at all, the person outside lowered his voice and said, "Then I'll put it here. When Brother Dahu comes back, he should see it."

Was he someone delivering something here? Song Qinghan stretched out his hand and opened the door.

As the door opened, Song Qinghan could clearly sense a fit of hostility since he got the eye contact with the man from outside.

"Oh well, are you the femina male with no shame at all?" shouted the man, who grabbed the bamboo basket in hand and frown in anger.7

Song Qinghan looked at the man in front up and down, and he murmured in his mind, "Ah ah, such a handsome boy over there, look at that rosy lips and super white teeth."3

However, Song Qinghan wasn't unfamiliar to such a hostility. He used to see that kind of face on females.

It was not strange thing for him though, he got the man who was a dream lover for many girls.

After analyzing the situation, Song Qinghan smiled and said in calm, "Yes, I might be the one. I am the only one treasure for the breadwinner of this house."

He didn't know why he would want to irritate this young man by saying that kind of words to show off. However, it was rather annoyed for him when he found that the numb and sluggish man would attract admiration from others.

The fact confused him that someone would even want to fight against him for such a poor and tanned-skin man with nothing but bulky muscles.

As expected, after he said these words, the young man got his eyes red-rimmed and stomped his feet and shouted angrily, "How can you be so shameless! You Easy Virtue. It is all your fault to oppress Brother Dahu!

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows but uttered in a slow tone, "How can you describe the marriage between me and him an oppression? Exchange is no robbery."

Seeing that there was no guilt on his face, the young man bit down his lips, trembling, as if he was about to shout with abuse, "If it weren't for you, Dahu would have already become a guard and went to enjoy the good fortune with the noble! But now! He got no land, no money, he got nothing. All of them were drained by your natal family, they skimmed off everything! It is so shameless for you to act capriciously, I feel for Brother Dahu so much !6

"Xiaoqing, enough!"

Wu Dahu suddenly appeared and interrupted the shout with a sullen face

The young man who was named Xiaoqing got trembled, he didn't even turn his head over but ran away.

Song Qinghan stood there, without any movements. But as Wu Dahu approached, he said suddenly with his eyelashes trembling, "Is he telling the truth?"

Wu Dahu paused and closed the door with a flip of his hand, suppressing his emotions, saying, "It's all gone."

Well, it was all gone in the version of Wu Dahu, but Song Qinghan knew this just now, how could he let go of it?

"Are you insane? It was such a silly decision for you to give up the brighter future just for the awful man, why did you give them all of your fortune when they asked for? And at the end you got nothing at all! You knew already the fact that no one would love to marry him considering his pregnancy. His family probably wanted you to marry him at the expense of money, but you just accepted him and regarded him as a real treasure. No wonder the young man would say such a thing feeling for you, I felt for you too! "

After uttering such a long sentence, Song Qinghan rubbed his head with a cold face. He got no idea whether he was mad at himself or Wu Dahu.

Wu Dahu clenched his fists and said in a rather calm tone, "Not awful."

Song Qinghan paused and asked, "What 'Not awful'?"

"You." Wu Dahu raised his head to look at Song Qinghan's eyes and said slowly, "You are not an awful man."

After saying these words, he turned around and went into the kitchen as if he felt the stifling atmosphere made him unable to breathe.

Song Qinghan turned around and looked at his lonely back, the eyes of his suddenly turned into the red-rimmed ones. He hurriedly raised his head to suppress his tears.

He was rather envious of the experience of the original owner. He was such a lucky guy to have this wonderful man, who was willing to help him out of trouble, and stayed by his side when everyone was criticizing him.7

How could he be that lucky?

After Song Qinghan calmed down, he felt a bit guilty over his reaction just now.

Wu Dahu was always the real victim from the very beginning to the end, he got no reason to blame him.

He walked into the kitchen in a slow pace, trying to break the ice from the rupture.

"Why did you come back so early? Is the Chinese yam easy to sell? "

Wu Dahu didn't even raise his head and answered flatly, "Yeah, quite easy. I sold them a copper plate less than the sweet potatoes, so all the passengers came over for the Chinese yam."

Song Qinghan sighed with relief hearing that, but he still couldn't help but entrust himself to the role of Wu Dahu.

He put himself in Wu Dahu's shoes, he was supposed to sit in the wide and warm house having some delicate meal. Now he could only sit on the ground in the dirty and messed kitchen, counting the coins he just earned. How misery!

It seemed that Wu Dahu had read out Song Qinghan's thoughts, he raised his head slightly, but he still avoided the eye contact with him. And then he uttered in a slight tone, "You don't have to worry about that. This was a decision I made after careful consideration. I've conceived every nutshell that I have to get through. The only regret is that I let you suffer along with me."

He then handed over a black jar to Song Qinghan, "Didn't you say you wanted to find a jar to make wine? I bought you a jar of wine, not sure if it is enough for you."

Song Qinghan took the jar and looked at the man in front with a deep feeling.

It was a man possessing both sensitivity and tenderness. No wonder he got admirers lined up behind. However, it was rather pitiful for them…

He glanced at his belly and suddenly felt lucky.

Fortunately, Wu Dahu still belonged to him as long as he kept the unborn child. As for the future, he didn't want to think about it.

Song Qinghan washed all the sweet cans, and then dried them, later he put them into the wine jar, sealed with mud and placed it in the corner of the room.

The sun hadn't fallen yet, Wu Dahu seemed to be willing to make another trip into the mountain again, but then he considered making lunch for Song Qinghan, such a dilemma occurred to him all at once.

It was Song Qinghan's turn to read Wu Dahu's thoughts now, he then turned to comfort the man, saying, "Go. But be careful and mind your wounds on your hands. It will be a big trouble if they are infected. I'll cook myself. No worries."7

Wu Dahu finally glanced at Song Qinghan. After seeing his countenance was at ease, he nodded and then carried the basket and walked out.

It was almost noon when Song Qinghan had finished lunch, he heard a hurried sound of knocking on the door.

"Brother Dahu! Please, help me, Brother Dahu! Please save my femina father!"

Song Qinghan noticed that it was clearly the voice from Xiaoqing, he wasn't in a mood to answer at all. But since Xiaoqing shouted something about "FEMINA DAD", he opened the door and asked, "What happened to you femina father?"1

Young Qing glanced at the yard but he couldn't see Wu Dahu as he pleased. However, he remembered that Wu Dahu had come back early. He then turned his head to look at Song Qinghan with a fit of anger, asking, "Where did you send Brother Dahu? You didn't even let him have lunch?

Song Qinghan picked his ears with an expression of impatience and repeated his question, "What happened to your femina father?"

Xiaoqing hesitated for a while, and then realized what really mattered currently, considering that Song Qinghan would keep asking the same question without talking about Wu Dahu. He surrendered over the decision, saying, "My femina dad just fell off the roof and was scratched by a piece of wood. He got a seriously long and deep wound on his back, with massive blood flowing out."

Song Qinghan frowned, not knowing if Xiaoqing was telling the truth or not, but said in a low tone, "Bring me there!"

Xiaoqing thought that Song Qinghan still didn't believe him unless seeing the real scene. He stomped his feet heavily and cried, shouting, "You are not going to be useful even I let you see the truth. Find Brother Dahu for me! He recognized excctly some herb to cure my femina dad since he had long time being hunting in the mountains. It can't be late, or my femina dad will die soon!"

Song Qinghan felt a headache because of the messed turbulence caused by the young man. He held Xiaoqing's hands firmly and tugged him to outside, and said in a cold tone, "If you continue to mess up here and do nothing, then you will be the real MURDER who kill your femina father, JUST LEAD THE WAY NOW!"2

Young Qing seemed to be shocked by Song Qinghan's sudden change of momentum. He looked at him in a daze, and then woke up from his numbness and ran fast towards his home.

His femina father was still laying on the ground, moaning in pain, as two of them just arrived.

There was one another person who was at his middle-age, waddling back and forth in the room helplessly. He seemed to be the father of Xiaoqing.

Seeing that Xiaoqing brought someone in the room, his father shouted with his eyes seemed to be lit up, "Dahu."

Song Qinghan glanced at him and instructed calmly, "Xiaoqing, go boil some water. Take out the needles and wear them with thread. If you got alcohol here, take them out as well."

After he required Xiaoqing to do so, he walked to the front of Xiaoqing's femina father, observing the wound on his back, and then frowned and said, "Take him on a clean bed and take off his clothes."

After he delivered the order, the two didn't move at all. Song Qinghan couldn't help but shout, "MOVE!"

Little Qing and his father began to move as if they had just woken up from a deep dream. Although they were acting in a mess, they were finally prepared something as Song Qinghan said.

Song Qinghan folded his sleeves, and then used a heated towel to clean up all the blood around Xiaoqing's femina father's wound. Later he used alcohol to disinfect his hands and the needle, then put the needle on the fire for a moment and roasted them. After all the pre-process, he quickly walked to Xiaoqing's femina father to sew up his wound.

Young Qing could not help but ask, "The needle is used to sew clothes… How could…"11

Song Qinghan glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head and continued to sew.

Even Xiaoqing's father dared not to speak after being stared by Song Qinghan. Anyway, no one could save the femina father of Xiaoqing right now, he had to make every possible effort

. After all, with such a wide and deep wound, even herbs could hardly stop bleeding.

After finishing the last needle, Song Qinghan straightened up and wiped the sweat on his forehead tiredly. He said in a slight tone, "Done."

Young Qing and his father rushed over to the bed. When they saw Xiaoqing's femina father's back was completely sewn, flat and neat, without blood leaking out, they sobbed and said excitedly, "Thank god. He gonna be alright!"

Song Qinghan rubbed his temples and casted a damp over their excitement

, saying, "Nothing is doomed yet. If the wound is not inflamed tonight, he probably will be fine."

Xiaoqing fell into a trembling after he noticed the existence of Song Qinghan, he then slowly stood up, lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by that? Then how can we make sure he is fine?

Song Qinghan said carefully, "Don't expose the wound to water or dirty things. You'd better eat porridge, and you can't eat stimulating food like peanuts."

Little Qing took a scrupulous record. Seeing that Song Qinghan was about to fall on the ground, he couldn't help taking a few steps forward and asked, "What happened to you?"

The after-effect of not having lunch came out. Song Qinghan stopped his desire to vomit, waved his hands, and said weakly, "Nothing. I'll go back now."

Seeing that his face was pale and his back was soaked with sweat, Little Qing opened her mouth and wanted to say the words to send him back home. However, for some unknown reason, due to the grudge in his heart, he finally only watched him walk out of the door.11

Song Qinghan staggers against the wall all the way. People in the village would stop and judge him.2

"Isn't this the man called 'Song… Song whatever' who cheated Childe Lin?"2

"Oho, it doesn't matter what the damn name he has? He is such a shameless male. Knowing his name is an insult to our ears!"5

"What a pity for Dahu. He has grown up with a bad background. Finally, he got a chance to succeed but was soon seduced by this vixen. How could he give up his great future on his own initiative?"6

"…"

The operation just now had consumed too much energy, which brought about more intense symptoms of low blood essence of Song Qinghan. Those unpleasant words became the last straw to crush Song Qinghan.

He seemed to remember a big hand holding his waist, and he murmured, "Dahu."

Wu Dahu held him up anxiously, scanned the crowd and said in a low voice, "Get out of the way!"

All the onlookers were shocked by his cold eyes, leaving a path for them. After he left, the discussion voice grew louder.

"Look at his behavior. People who don't know the fact may think the baby in the belly of that vixon is his child."5

"Yes, this is retribution considering he has a libertine female dad!"

"…"

They deliberately

magnified the volume of those words, which seemed to be intended for him to hear. Wu Dahu ignored them, but his hands holding Song Qinghan tightened and his eyes darkened.

When Song Qinghan woke up, it was dark. He turned his head and saw a pair of sparkling eyes in the darkness.

"Dahu? When did you come back? Why didn't you light the candle?"

Song Qinghan struggled to get up, but his hands were held by Wu Dahu, so he couldn't do anything.

"Don't go out hereafter." Wu said in a low voice.

Song Qinghan paused. He couldn't tell whether Wu Dahan was worried about him or the baby, or if he had lost Wu's face.

But he couldn't agree not to go out.

"It depends." He gave an ambiguous reply.

After being silent for a while, Wu Dahu didn't say anything. He turned around and lit a candle and handed the food to Song Qinghan.

Eating slowly, Song Qinghan felt a little frustrated. He could feel that Wu Dahu was sullen, but he didn't know where the anger came from. The only thing he knew was that the anger came for him.

After dinner, he slowly stood up and circled the yard.

This body was even worse than he had expected. After such a small operation, he felt his body was hollowed out. If the situation continued, it would be difficult for him to give birth to a baby.

Speaking of giving birth, although he had helped people deliver so many children, he couldn't help but feel fear when it was his turn.

How should a man give birth? Was it as painful as a woman? Or was it even more painful?8

He wanted to ask Wu Dahu, but felt a little awkward. He turned his head and found that the man was asleep against his back, and then he felt even more sullen.

The next morning, Wu Dahu went out with a clean room, leaving no traces.

Song Qinghan got up and finished breakfast leisurely. He wanted to check the situation of Little Qing's female dad, but still remembered what Wu Dahu said to him last night. After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to go out.

Just as he was in a daze with his chin in his hands, a loud knock came from the door. He thought that it was Little Qing who came here, so he hurriedly opened the door.

Outside the door stood two handsome men, one on the left and one on the right. They look exactly the same. Both of them were looking down at him with their hands in their arms.

"Eh? Isn't this the great beauty-Mr Song? How could he become such a shameless person? How pitiful!"5

"Tsk tsk. Look at this belly. What a bastard in this ugly belly."3

Song Qinghan frowned and closed the door.5

A foot extended and blocked the door. The man on the left laughed coldly. His eyes were filled with undisguised disgust.

"Is that how you treat guests? There were no manners at all!"

The man on the right stroked the jade hairpin on his hair and compressed his lips, saying sarcastically, "He is always a man without parents' care and love. What manners can he have?"

Then he had recalled something, laughing complacently, "Forget about it. Your poor father has put up a lot of money in order to marry you to the Lin Mansion. The dowry is pretty rich, but it's all ours now!"

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows. The dowry? Logically speaking, the dowry should follow him. Why did they own his dowry?

The man on the left seemed to think the other one have said too much. The left man glared at the right man. Then the latter realized it and had a guilty expression on his face, but he still smacked his lips and said, "Anyway, he doesn't know either!"

Song Qinghan slowly raised his mouth. He didn't know before, but now he knew.

"Give me the dowry. Otherwise, I'll prosecute you!" He said succinctly.

The twins reacted the same way. After a moment of panic, they said with a stern tone, "Don't you dare!"

The left man was probably more intelligent, and he said frantically, "Even the government has to save Lin Mansion's face. You won't succeed!"

Song Qinghan said calmly, "I'm not going to sue Lin Mansion. I'll only sue you, two concubines, for appropriating my dowry."

Hearing the word "concubine", their faces darkened.

The concubine had never been a member of a clan. So if Song Qinghan sues them, the Lin Mansion wouldn't necessarily stand up for them and would even think the twins disgraced them, then expel the twins

It must be known that the reason why they were admitted was just because of the novelty and obedience of the twins!

Thinking of this, they looked at Song Qinghan's face at the same time, full of jealousy in their eyes.

The twins thought in mind, "Even if this bitch was so skinny that he couldn't hide his beauty!"

Song Qinghan was a little worried that Wu Dahu would suddenly jump out like yesterday. He glanced at them coldly and said impatiently, "You can only return my dowry within a day, or you'll see me in the government's court tomorrow!"

Then he slammed the door and locked it.

After a while, the sound of knocking on the door and the begging of twins came from outside.

"How about this. Go to Lin Mansion with us in a carriage. We'll give you the dowry, and then you hire another carriage to come back."4

Song Qinghan frowned and asked, "How many things can I take as a pregnant man?"

The twins looked at each other and seemed to know something. After they cleared their mouths, they laughed, "It's just a few title deeds for land."

After pondering for a moment, Song Qinghan hesitated.

As if sensing his hesitation, the twins continued, "Anyway, we can just leave it outside the mansion. It's none of our business whether it's you or someone else who took it."

After that, there was a sound of footsteps walking away from outside the yard. It sounded that the twins had left.

Song Qinghan opened the door and stopped them, "Wait, I'll go with you."20

The twins didn't turn their heads and wore a faint smile on their faces. When Song Qinghan came up, they look at him with reserved expressions and then entered the carriage.

As soon as the carriage moved, Song Qinghan regretted it.

He shouldn't have run out of his home without listening to Wu Dahu's words. After Wu Dahu knew about it, he would surely put a cold face to him.8

But there is no turning back. Besides, the dowry sounded like something they needed right now. He couldn't bear to give up just like that.

Wu Dahu had been working hard these days alone. Song Qinghan wanted to prove what he could do for this family!13

While he was drowsy, the carriage finally came to a halt.

The twins walked down on their own accord. They didn't even look at him and only said, "Wait for us to come out."

Song Qinghan slowly got off the carriage and looked the courtyard in front of him up and down.

The two-meter tall gray wall completely blocked off the sight of outsiders. He could only vaguely see the lush trees and exquisite eaves inside.

One hour had passed. Before the twins came out, the carriage had already left. Song Qinghan was worried that he would be fooled by them.5

"Qinghan?"

A somewhat surprised voice rang out, along with a tired but handsome face.

Song Qinghan couldn't recognize him, so he could only nod his head.

Unexpectedly, the man came up directly, grabbing Song Qinghan's arms, and said incredulously, "I thought they were lying to me. I didn't expect you to be pregnant."

Seeing the painful look on the man's face, Song Qinghan felt that something was wrong. He quickly ran his mind and asked tentatively, "Childe Lin?"

Lin Dafu looked at him bitterly, with disappointment flashing in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "You have no crush on me. Why did you marry me? After marrying me, why did you entrust yourself to another person?"

Song Qinghan was in a mess. Childe Lin had no idea that his concubine's belly had grown bigger?

"Young master!" Two simultaneous cries rang out.

The twins quickly stepped forward and put a few pieces of paper into Song Qinghan's pockets. After they pretended to wipe the tears, they said to Lin Dafu, "Young master, don't be angry. Brother Song has already married his beloved one as he wishes. The dowry he brought has also returned to him. In the future, he will be a passer-by to us…"

"Passer-by…haha…what a passer-by…" Lin Dafu slowly let go of his hands and let the twins pull him by two sides. He gave Song Qinghan a deep look and said word by word, "If you were framed, I will give you a chance. But if you are serious, I'll let you go and wish you be happy with him."2

Seeing that Lin Dafu was going to give Song Qinghan another chance, the twins' faces changed and they laughed, "Young master, what's done is done. How could it be not real?"

Lin Dafu pushed the twins aside and slowly walked to Song Qinghan. Looking at his eyes, Lin said slowly, "Qinghan, give me an answer."

Song Qinghan took a few steps back due to discomfort. "Uh," he said honestly, "I think I will have no relationship with you."

Lin Dafu clenched his teeth, shocked as if he had been struck by lightning. He compressed his lips into a line and left resolutely.

The twins hurriedly chased after him while looking back at Song Qinghan, with a light of complacency in their eyes.

Song Qinghan sighed, feeling that the thing in Lin Mansion was so complicated.

Just as he was about to lower his head to see what those pieces of paper were, a familiar low voice went into his ears.

"Have you regret?"

Song Qinghan was stunned. He turned back to look at Wu Dahu and asked subconsciously, "Why are you here?"

Wu Dahu didn't say a word, and the flush on his face due to oxygen deficit after intense exercise hadn't disappeared yet.

He wouldn't tell Song Qinghan how desperate he felt when he returned home and saw the words Song left on the ground.

"I leave for the Lin Mansion."

Song Qinghan had been saying these words ever since he married Wu Dahu. For this reason, Song even went on a hunger strike to make a threat. Although he seemed to have become a totally different person since he woke up, no one could guarantee that it was not his trick.

As expected, when he managed to feel relieved, Song Qinghan went away leaving only one sentence.

What was good about Lin Mansion? What was good about Childe Lin?

When he saw the elegant and well-dressed Lin Dafu, finally he had an answer.

No female men could reject this kind of Childe from a rich family with fair skin, a tall figure, and a handsome face, right?

A complicated look flashed across his eyes and he said slowly, "If you regret it, you still have a chance after giving birth."

Song Qinghan didn't understand what his words meant. But seeing Wu Dahan turn around and leave, Song Qinghan could only put down his doubts and followed Wu quickly.

While Wu Dahu was renting the carriage, Song Qinghan finally had the chance to check the few pieces of paper in his pocket. After recognizing the word "Title Deed for Farmland" on the paper, he grabbed Wu Dahu's arm excitedly and said, "We have farmlands!"

Wu Dahu subconsciously avoided his hands. After seeing the astonishment on his face, Wu lowered his head and glanced at the title deed for farmland. He paused for a moment and said calmly, "Your dowry?"

Song Qinghan's face also darkened. "Hmm", he handed the title deed for farmland over and said expressionlessly, "I don't know how to use it. Take it and see if you can use it."

Wu Dahu didn't know what Song Qinghan was doing. Did Song intend to compensate him with the dowry, so that he could cut Song some slack in the future?

He shook his head and said, "Take your dowry with yourself. I will find a way in terms of the farmland."

Song Qinghan put the title deed for farmland into his pocket silently and sat in the innermost corner of the carriage, with his eyes closed to rest.

Wu Dahu was sitting at the outermost corner of the carriage, looking at the scenery outside, not knowing what he was thinking.+

When getting off the carriage, Song Qinghan refused Wu Dahu's help and strode into the yard.

This silence continued until nightfall. After finish the dinner with too much seasoning, Song Qinghan finally burst out.

He stepped forward and grabbed Wu Dahu's collar, roaring, "Look at your dead face! It's just a simple thing that I didn't listen to your words and went outside. Was it necessary for you to make such a sour face? Did I owe you money? You even didn't take the title deed for farmland that I handed to you. Why are you so arrogant? Do you want me to till the land with a big belly? I'm telling you that I will blame you if the child is born with malnourishment! "

After throwing a tantrum, Song finally felt relieved. Seeing that Wu Dahu lowered his head and remained silent, he felt angry again and continued to yell, "Are you mute? You hid everything in your heart, such as what you liked and were worried about. You didn't say anything about that. With your temperament, you will annoy all the people around to death!

Suddenly, a big hand fell on Song's hand and slowly tightened. Wu Dahu raised his head, looking at Song Qinghan with complicated emotions.3

"I'm worried that you might be provoked to do something stupid. I'm worried that you might faint outside and no one would lend a hand. I'm worried that you might leave me and choose to be with Lin Dafu."

Song Qinghan was shocked and released his hand, but Wu Dahan's big hand tightened.

"No matter what you want to do, I will fulfill your wish. However, please do those things after the birth." Wu Dahu said in a low voice, humble and trembling.9

After saying these words, he released his hand as if trying to calm himself down.

Song Qinghan subconsciously grabbed his hand and said anxiously, "Did you misunderstand something?"

Wu Dahu tilted his head slightly, not knowing what Song Qinghan meant.

Song Qinghan took a deep breath and took out the title deed for farmland. He said calmly, "The twins came to our house to provoke me in the daytime. I found that they had taken my dowry privately. I threatened them that I would sue them, so that they agreed to return the dowry to me, only that I would take it personally. After leaving the note for you, I went to Lin Mansion. When I was waiting for twins to get my dowry, Lin Dafu suddenly appeared and told me something unintelligible. When I got the title deed for farmland, you showed up. That's all. "

Wu Dahu's hand trembled, with his face covered in shadows hiding his emotions.

"Aren't you going to meet Lin Dafu?"

Song Qinghan was speechless, "Have you forgotten I had lost my memory? I don't know who Lin Dafu is, but I guess his identity from their conversation."

Wu Dahu's palms were sweating, and Song Qinghan couldn't even hold it.

"Oh, then, rest early."

This topic was just over, and Song Qinghan knew that he had offended Wu Dahan. Even when Wu Dahan was asleep, Song could see the guilt in his expressions.

The next morning, Wu Dahu did not hurry to the gathering as usual. When Song Qinghan looked at him suspiciously, he explained on his own initiative, "Yams were all sold out, and I'm going to dig some more on the mountain and deal with the few acres of land of your dowry."

Seeing that Wu Dahan was a little embarrassed at the last half of his sentence, Song Qinghan knew that it was out of a man's pride. Song took out the title deed for farmland from his pocket and handed it to Wu.

Wu Dahu accepted the title deed and saw the position written on it. He frowned slightly and said softly, "The farmland is a good one, but it is a little too far."

Actually, the most difficult part was not the distance, but…

It was difficult for Song Qinghan to say something, so he took a deep breath and said, "I'm going out. Do you…want to go with me?"

Song Qinghan was stunned. This was the first time Wu Dahu asked him whether to go out.

He didn't think much about it and answered directly, "Yeah!"

Although neither of them spoke much afterward, they could clearly feel that the relationship between them had eased a lot.

After breakfast, Wu Dahu took Song Qinghan out.

Those few acres of land were close to each other. They were not very far away from Song Qinghan's home, but two men were working on the farmland.

Song Qinghan frowned, took a few steps forward and asked unhappily, "Who are you? Why are you farming on my land?"

Wu Dahu opened his mouth, but it was too late to stop him. The man on the opposite, with two hands on his hip, pointed at Song Qinghan and scolded, "You shameless slut! Open your eyes and take a good look! I am your father!"10

"Nonsense. I am your f…" Song Qinghan stared, swallowing the last word "father" into his throat.

He forgot that his real father was not here, but the father of this body was here!

Song Shanming seemed to think that he hadn't scolded enough, so he came out of the farmland and stood in front of Song Qinghan, cursing, "I shouldn't have given birth to you! You are such a humiliation to my ancestors! If it hadn't been the protection from your female's father, I would definitely have put you in a pig cage and sink that into the pond!"

Wu Dahu took a step forward and protected Song Qinghan behind him, frowning, "Enough!"

But his action seemed to have provoked a furious response of Song Shanming. Song Shanming suddenly aimed at him, pulled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight.

"What is enough? You toad! If it hadn't been you who made dirty tricks, he would still be enjoying the good life in Lin Mansion! But now, without a good life, he was even hated by the Lin Mansion! If my son-Song Yaoguang's reputation was destroyed because of this, I will kill you two, shameless bastards, as compensation to Lin Mansion! "

After saying these long words, Song Shanming seemed to have finally let out his anger. He glared at them fiercely, then turned his back and continued to work.

Wu Dahu sighed softly and put his hand on Song Qinghan's shoulder, as if advising him to leave.

Song Qinghan pulled his hand away, took a few steps forward and shouted at Song Shanming, "This is my farmland! Get out!"4

He had been in a good mood when he came out in the morning. Then his mood was totally destroyed by this man. Even if this man was the real father of this body, Song Shanming's behaviour has put an end to the relationship between the two of them.

Song Shanming was in a daze and turned back to look, as if he didn't expect that Song Qinghan would say such things.

He picked up his sleeves and raised his hand high up, saying angrily, "What did you say? Bitch!"6

Song Qinghan subconsciously closed his eyes, but the slap he had expected didn't fall on his face. Opening his eyes, he saw that Wu Dahu was tightly clenching Song Shanming's hand, with a gloomy face.

"He is now my husband first, followed by your son. You want to beat him? Did you ask me in advance? "6

A trace of fear flashed across Song Shanming's eyes. After all, Wu Dahu was famous for his martial arts in the village.

However, he still refused to submit. Raising his neck, he said, "Listen to what your husband said? Did he asked me to get out? Why would I get out of my own farmland? "

Song Qinghan took out the title deed for farmland and pointed at the big word on it, "Black characters on white paper with the red official seal. Do you dare to say that the farmland belongs to you again?"

Seeing the title deed, Song Shanming's anger faded, but he still argued, "This is the dowry to marry you to Lin Mansion! Now that you were abandoned by Lin Mansion, the farmland would naturally belong to the original owner! Since you came today, we should go to the government and get my farmland back officially!"

Song Qinghan laughed grimly. This man was really shameless. Not only did Song Shanming not plan to give the farmland to Song Qinghan, but he even wanted to take the farmland away!

"I am sorry then! We could go to the government, but I am going to sue you for the appropriation of property instead of giving the farmland to you."

Seeing Song Shanming was in a daze, Song Qinghan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You secretly farmed my land and turned my fertile land into a poor land. Don't imagine little money can solve this."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wu Dahu nodded without thinking too much.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Song Qinghan nodded abruptly, and then grabbed Wu Dahu's arm and muttered, "He's almost die…"

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

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

Wu Dahu hurriedly picked him up and said in a low voice, "Let's go and see him!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After that, he walked to Su Mowei's side, pushed his foot and shouted, "Wake up! Don't pass out yourself!"2

Seeing that he was still being rude without respect at this urgent moment, Song Qinghan pushed him away and instructed, saying, "Make a bed on the ground to prevent him from getting cold. Don't even try to move him anyway, because his internal organs are probably broken."2

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

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

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

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

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

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

Song Shanming was feeling irritated, but since his son's capricious begging, he could only comfort him and said, "Okay, okay. I won't marry others again."9

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

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

The only lucky thing was that he found no signs of bleeding after carefully inspecting his organs.5

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

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

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

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

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

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

Song Qinghan was already numb standing there and said coldly, "I will be full responsible for treating femina dad. You just need to keep your promise in mind about the two requirements."3

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

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

They could still hear Song Yaoguang grumbling, "That is my fucking quilt, how dare they…"10

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

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

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

Wu Dahu didn't walk away but uttered slowly, "Let me help block the wind away."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Su Mowei opened his eyes and saw Song Qinghan. He thought that he had gone to the hell with his son Song Qinghan, so he couldn't help hugging him and crying, "My dear son! How pitiful you are, you are so young but lose your life early! You haven't enjoyed the fortune yet!"9

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

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

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

After learning that, Su Mowei sank into silence for a long time.

Later, he sighed and said in a slow tone, "Han, it was all my fault to make you suffer."

It seemed that Su Mowei was ready to say something shocking, Song Qinghan got nervous in his mind.

"If you didn't get such a charming look, you probably would get a better life." uttered Su Mowei.7

Hearing that, Song Qinghan couldn't help but burst into laughter. But since he saw that the man in front frowned seriously and was with a rather sorrow look, he had to stopped his impolite laughter, saying, "Femina dad, please don't think that way. If I born ugly, I will get no on to marry, that will be another reason to get worried, isn't it?"

Su Mowei thought for a while and he agreed and nodded to Song Qinghan. After looking around at the furniture in the room, he became sad again and sighed, saying, "At that time when your father wanted to hide the truth, I was opposed to him. But he is the breadwinner in the family, I've got no choice. If you married Wu Dahu in the very beginning. Your fate would have been better, without ruining your fame and life."

That was quite a shocking news for Song Qinghan. Knowing that Su Mowei was not involved in that matter, he felt more intimate with him.

Well, that was truth, no one would put his own child into a worse life.

Su Mowei suddenly stood up and said while wearing his shoes, "Since I'm all fine now, it's time for me to go back. Or your father is going to lose his temper again."

Song Qinghan got his face brown hearing that, he tried to hold the hands of Su Mowei and persuaded, saying, "You almost got beaten to death last night. Why are you going back to such a home? I would say it was lucky for you under that situation, because I can sense what you suffered and saved you in time, what if next time I can't sense it? "

Su Mowei sighed, patted his hand to comfort Song Qinghan, and said slowly, "No matter what, it's my home. That will make no sense for a femina male to stay outside overnight and is not willing to come back home. Even you are my son and I live with you, outsiders will still gossip.

"As for the matter of being beaten…" He paused for a moment and then continued to say, "Well, that's my fate that I can't reject. However, since he beat me seriously last night, he would take a long period of pause in the future. Don't worry about me."19

Song Qinghan couldn't understand and said angrily, "Why do you care so much about the gossip from the outsiders? As long as you are willing to, you can live here forever. It got no loss but benefits for you to leave that fierce and abrupt man! At worst, it's better to find another for a partnership!

Su Mowei did not expect that he would say such words. He raised his head and looked at him seriously. After looking at him for a while, he smiled in a bitterness and shook his head, saying, "If you weren't got the same look with my son, I would think that you are a fake figure, you've got a character far cry from the past. Han, if I live here for a long time as you wish. You probably will think everything will be fine, but have you thought of Dahu? It's not an easy thing for him to earn the coins for the livelihood of three. Besides, a femina male can not live better if he leaves the original family. "6

Song Qinghan was still not convinced. He gave an example using the deed of himself, saying, "Right, I married Dahu, but I was abandoned by the original family."

Hearing that, Su Mowei responded no words but only sighed.

When Su Mowei reached the door, he finally turned his head and said in a faint voice, "Dahu is a man of loyalty and honesty. You can't find any others like him anywhere in this town, so please don't be that capricious anymore, be grateful and happy living with him."

Song Qinghan sat on the bed, blowing his stack. He didn't even notice that Su Mowei met Wu Dahu when he went out. They nodded each other, and then Su Mowei said in a soft tone, "Han used to be immature. Although he might be the same now, he is not as reckless as before. I hope you can treat him well."

Wu Dahu paused and nodded. He didn't speak to stop him but only said, "I will treat him well. You…take care."

At the moment Wu Dahu enter the room and closed the door, Song Qinghan came up but saw Wu Dahu instead, which was out of his consideration, then he gushed, "Why didn't you stop him? Is that really true that you can't make the coins for livelihood of three as he said?

Seeing the man in front was rather angry, Wu Dahu carefully stretched out his hand to protect him and explained, "That is not true. Don't forget that if your femina dad stay here for a long time, people will surely judge. Instead of returning at that time, why don't you go back now. What's more, you don't have to make it a worst relationship with your father and brother, right?"

Song Qinghan gushed in anger, "Outsiders, outsiders, does it really matter to be judged from the outsiders? Everyone owns his life, he doesn't live under people's judge! Besides, doesn't he get a worst relationship with them now?! He probably will get another round of beating if he goes back to that HELL!"

Wu Dahu became silent after hearing the words and pulled Song Qinghan's hand and walked out.

Song Qinghan intended to break free his hands, but it was tightly held by Wu Dahu, so he gave up escaping away but decided to followed up to see what he was gonna do.

The two were roughly fifty steps behind Su Mowei along the way. This distance allowed them to see Su Mowei's movements clearly, but not to be discovered.

It could be seen that Su Mowei gained a rather good relationships with people. Although this was not the village he knew, there were many people who greeted him. He smiled and responded.

"If he gained a bad reputation instead, those people wouldn't just smile and greet him, but judge him with disgust. How do you think about that? Will he accept that?" said Wu Dahu.

Wu Dahu's voice rang out from behind. The warm breath was spat out from behind his neck, which made Song Qinghan twisted his neck unadapted.

When he realized Wu Dahu's words, he recalled the scene of being watched by people when he came back from the house of Xiaoqing. He said unconvinced, "Who cares, I won't meet them either anyway!"

Actually, he regretted it after saying this. People were all social animals. How could he never see anyone else in his whole life?

If it wasn't for the baby in his belly, he would have visited around, and made some friends. From this desire, it could be clearly seen that he himself was totally a people person. So how could he judge Su Mowei based on his very subjective opinion, and drew a rash conclusion that the man would be strong enough to bear the loneliness?

Wu Dahu lowered his head and glanced at him without saying anything, but kept pulling him forward.

Not long, Su Mowei arrived at Song Family. It could be seen that although he hesitated for a while, he still knocked on the door firmly.

It was Song Yaoguang who opened the door. After seeing the man outside the gate, he excitedly threw himself into Su Mowei's arms. It was difficult for Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan to hear what they talked in a distance, but the excitement and happiness flowed out from the expression of Su Mowei had already given them the answer, they probably communicated with each other in an intimacy.

The two walked into the yard and closed the door.

Wu Dahu obviously didn't want to lose the chance to figure something out. He led Song Qinghan to the gate of the Song Family, indicating him to stick his ears to the door and listen to the voice inside.

Song Qinghan leaned on the door with both curiosity and sadness. After hearing Su Mowei begging in a soft tone, saying, "I'm sorry, please forgive me…", he grabbed Wu Dahu's arm and pinched him fiercely, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

Wu Dahu didn't say anything but glanced at his reddened arm, he motioned Song Qinghan to keep listening.

Song Shanming was like a different person. He became rather gentle and said with a smile, "No worries. If you are fine, everything will be fine. I bought you a piece of meat, I will cook for you at noon."

Su Mowei answered and chatted with him. The yard became a place full of joyous laughter, which was totally beyond Song Qinghan's imagination.7

Song Qinghan stood up and walked back expressionlessly.

Wu Dahu knew that he must be in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to speak but followed him up silently behind and stretched out his hand to protect him along the way.

When they got home, Song Qinghan turned around and looked at Wu Dahu angrily, saying, "You've already known the truth, haven't you? So you just made fun of me to let me get through that?"

Wu Dahu shook his head and said carefully, "I just want you to know that your femina dad has his own difficulties in refusing you."

Song Qinghan sneered in thinking that his treatment of a good-hearted was like a fool. He said grumpily, "Difficulties? As far as I could tell, they have been living together in such a happiness, or do they regard the domestic abuse as a daily joyous affair? He was beaten to his death but hoaxed by a meal?"8

Seeing the man's eyes turning into red-rimmed ones, Wu Dahu moved his hand as if wanting to hold him into his arms. But for some unknown reasons, he held back and said slowly, "You can't blame your femina dad over his weakness to not accuse your father. But since they are still a couple legally, what the use of being struggling to everything? And since Song Shanming had given him a way out, he would just take the initiative. Besides, Song Yaoguang is not yet an adult. He should care about his reputation on raising up a child."

Thinking of his willful younger brother, Song Qinghan became even more irritated. He snorted coldly, "Have you forgotten what Song Shanming said? He promised to us that they would live by their owns without femina dad. He can't be that impotent to raise up a child. Can he?"

Wu Dahu shook his head. It seemed that something had occurred to him. He sighed and said in a low voice, "You bet, Song Shanming said that he wouldn't marry another femina male in the future in front of Song Guangyao, but do you really think he is a man who can endure loneliness? It was likely that your father would be able to marry another femina male as soon as your femina dad left.

Although Song Qinghan was convinced by Wu Dahu, he was still angry. He didn't really know what he was angry about. After thinking about it carefully, he was probably mad at the unaccustomedness under the rule of this world that he always used his criteria to judge and require others, without considering that they would accept it or not.

Seeing that Song Qinghan regained his peaceful look again, Wu Dahu pulled him to the bed and told him to sit obediently, then walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

After their silent lunch, Wu Dahu suddenly took out a bunch of copper coins from his clothes and put them into Song Qinghan's hands. He spoke in a gentle smile, "I sold Chinese yam for hundred coins here. I bought some requisite tools and some rice and salt, these are the left ones."

Song Qinghan counted coins in a fast speed. Twenty coins in total. Well, it was better than nothing.

He snorted, but thought for a moment and then put away the money.

It was said that men would be spoiled if they got bunch of money. Although they were still far from being rich now, since Wu Dahu had delivered the money to him, there was no need for him to stand on ceremony.

Seeing his action, Wu Dahu became happier. He stretched out his hand to rub his head and said, "I will head to the field now."

After he realized what he had done, he fled away before Song Qinghan would scold him.

Song Qinghan rubbed his hair and muttered, "Well, it gets an uncomfortable touch feeling, how did he like to touch my head?"

It was a fit of noises knocking on the door as long as Song Qinghan woke up from his nap, he asked in front of the door in an alert tone, "Who's there?"

"..It's me... Xiaoqing." answered the man outside.

Hearing that, Song Qinghan opened the door and looked at the man outside the door, who was pinching the corner of his clothes, he frowned and asked, "Are you coming here for Dahu again?"

Young Qing shook her head in responding the question of Song Qinghan, and then he handed over the basket in his hand and whispered, "My femina dad has been better these days, he wants me to come cover to show our gratitude."3

Song Qinghan glanced at the basket, which was filled with fruitful of soy beans and six eggs on the top.

He didn't show any hesitation and take the present in his hands without a second thought, and at the moment he noticed Xiaoqing was about to leave, he thought for a moment and considered that it was not good for him to accept the gift without responding, so he spoke to Xiaoqing, saying, "Hold on, I will come with you and make a visit to your family."1

What Song Qinghan said was definitely matched the idea of Xiaoqing, he was just embarrassed to speak it out as soon as Song Qinghan took the present that quick.

They were in no hurry this time. They walked along the way slowly, and neither of them uttered a single word forwardly.

It finally fell to Xiaoqing who broke the icing situation and couldn't bear the silence, he asked in his curiosity, "Speaking of the wound sewing stuff, how do you know the technique of that? Is it a innovative medical treatment from the town?"

Facing the question he would never meet in a modern world, Song Qinghan had to find an excuse to explain right now. Otherwise, it would be difficult to make things clear, so he just nodded to show his agreement to Xiaoqing's opinion.

Young Qing just wanted to praise the people from towns for the advanced technique, but in the thought that Song Qinghan was forced by those Town Folks to live in the village, he didn't dare to mention any details of it, concerning it would hurt him again. But he changed words in another meanings, saying, "Oh, the town! How impressive you are! No wonder Brother Dahu would marry you. "

With the voice fell, another dreadful and sluggish silence came to the two again. Xiaoqing blamed himself for being dumb mentioning something like that. No one didn't know that the one Song Qinghan really wanted to marry was Lin Dafu? Song Qinghan didn't even get a feeling for Wu Dahu.

Song Qinghan nodded and answered in a serious tone, saying, "Well, I'm quite impressive to marry Wu Dahu."

Hearing that, Xiaoqing seemed to taste the sour grapes, while the jealousy popped out of nowhere deep in his heart.1

Fortunately, the two of them had already arrived at Xiaoqing's house. Otherwise, he might have said something with other meanings.

Song Qinghan checked out the wound for Xiaoqing's femina dad, and he nodded with satisfaction, saying, "It's recovering very well. I will come over again to take out the stitches in about 15 days if this recovering situation keep its momentum. If I forget it those days, remind me."

Xiaoqing covered her mouth in surprise, saying, "Do the stitches still need to be taken out?"1

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone, saying, "Or you want your femina dad to keep them forever, and mix and grow together with his flesh? "

Xiaoqing's femina dad imagined the scenario of his flesh of back growing together with those stitches, he hushed to say in a worried look, "Take it out, take it out. It must be taken out. Then I'll trouble you again, Childe Song."+

Song Qinghan nodded, he felt like he had to go back now since he had done the visit stuff to his patient.

As soon as he went out, his attention was attracted by a group of men who were walking by quickly.

"The blood is unremittingly flowing out. It's coming out of the belly all the time. No one is able to stop it!" One man in the crowd said.

"Ah, that horrible? What a pitiful man he is! How could he be saved?" Another man echoed.

"Don't be silly to try to save the man. As long as the child is safe, nothing will be worth mentioning though. What can be seen from that situation is that although the man is saved for his fortune, he is doomed to die within days." The other man said.

It fell to Song Qinghan to take their conversation seriously as being a doctor himself. He took a few steps forward, grabbed the corner of one's clothes and asked, "What do you mean the blood? Who got the trouble?"

The man turned his head and was just about to reply, but when he saw that the person who asked was Song Qinghan, he pulled back his clothes and patted them, saying grumpily, "What a day! How unlucky I'm to meet this such a jinx!"1

The other two were acting the same, dodging from Song Qinghan and keeping in distance. And one of them even spat out a mouthful of saliva on the ground, landing next to Song Qinghan's feet.

Xiaoqing had witnessed what had been happening in the yard and then he walked out, urging, "He has learned some medical skills in the town. Would you mind taking leading him the way to have a look. Maybe he can save his life."

The man who was spitting out saliva looked at Song Qinghan from bottom to the top and then amused. His disdain overflowed in his words and he dragged his voice, saying, "He? Maybe he just got a skill of seducing men."9

After that, the three looked at each other and laughed.

It was Xiaoqing who made the request first but since they got so annoying and said something frivolous, he couldn't help but become rather angry and then pointed at his house, saying, "My femina dad was cured by him, if you got nothing to know, just shut up."

The man of best temper among the three tried to said something to persuade, saying, "Xiaoqing, we have watched you growing up. What we know must be much more than you know. We just don't want you to get so closed to such a man. What if he influence your reputation, at that time, you will suffer losses."

Being rather mad at what the man said, Xiaoqing got his face red-rimmed in his anger, he shared no common with the group of the chirping men to judge on others. He just turned over to look at Song Qinghan, the one lowering his head and seemed to be quite guilty himself. At that moment, Xiaoqing felt so much for him and then pulled his hand, he seemed to make a firm decision, saying, "I'll take you there! I believe I can find the mansion since the place is so tiny."

Song Qinghan was in a daze but then followed up behind Xiaoqing.

Actually, he wasn't feeling guilty about the judgement from those jerks, he was just conceiving a way to beat them up in an easier way. But since he carried a baby in his belly, he had to pay more attention.7

It was probably at that moment the baby inside his belly seemed to sensed the idea of him, he got a hit on belly, which made him a pause on the way.

Xiaoqing noticed Song Qinghan was at his rest, he asked in a hurry, "What now? Don't you want to go there now?"

Song Qinghan shook his head inexplicably, and then motioned Xiaoqing to keep leading the way. But his right hand was quietly placed on his belly, as if he wanted to confirm that the pain just now wasn't from his illusion.

It was right as Xiaoqing said, the village wasn't that big to take a long time searching, they found the mansion in a quite short time.

Seeing the scene of people with rather sullen faces, who was anxiously waiting outside the room, and several servants passing on the pots full of blood one after another, Xiaoqing seemed to have realized what was going on. Suddenly, he grabbed Song Qinghan's hand and said, "You can't go in. The man inside is in his parodynia."

Well, that was a common rule against the backdrop of the traditional custom, which forbade pregnant man and unmarried femina male entering the room of the pregnant man in parodynia. It was best not to enter the courtyard, otherwise they might get a bad luck, for they probably would get a parodynia too in the future.

Song Qinghan didn't know this custom. And even if he did, he would hate and ignore it.4

It would be a nonsense and a superstition for him to believe in the bad luck thing rather than the fact of the improper position or the over-size of the fetus based on the scientific reference. HELLO NO!

Seeing that Song Qinghan insisted on entering the room, Young Qing wasn't able to stop him. He gritted her teeth and followed him up into the yard.2

Seeing a foreign pregnant man walk in with an unmarried femina male, a man in the yard shouted with anger and surprise, "What the heck! What do you think you are going to do in here?"

Song Qinghan frowned and quickly pulled up his sleeves, saying coldly, "Let me go in and check out, probably I can save him!"

His words probably struck everyone's sensitive nerves. One of the young men jumped up and shouted loudly, "What do you mean? Huh? My husband will be fine!"

A few older men also said one after another, "God will bless our Zhuer. In the prospering of the god, Zhuer will be fine for sure."

"Yeah, he is wearing a protective talisman that I have begged in the temple. It is said that the temple is very intelligent. It will definitely protect him and the upcoming child."

"..."

Song Qinghan mercilessly exposed the superstitious lie of him, saying, "What are you talking about? You are not aware of the bad situation he is getting through RIGHT NOW? So will the god show his appearance in front of you to help your husband deliver the child? My goodness, just get out of the way for me!"

Song Qinghan quickly pushed the door open and walked into the room before they even regained their wits.

There was a hubbub from outside. It sounded like everything was in a mess, but no one dared to break in. It was likely that one was afraid of breaking the blessing atmosphere of the delivery man, while they were also frightened to get unlucky from that.

A smell of heavy blood pervaded full of this room, Song Qinghan became worried, knowing that the current situation was worse than his prediction.

The man who was helping midwifery inside the room noticed the big belly of Song Qinghan, which frightened him, he said in a concerned tone, "How dare you! How can you carrying a baby in your belly come in the room? Get out of here."

Song Qinghan ignored him and pushed the man away and walked to the bed.4

The delivery man who had been called Zhuer was heavily sweating in the bed, being soaked everywhere, with a hole showing on the top of his belly. There was something inside struggling to come out, with a rush of blood flowing out.

Song Qinghan was shocked. He never expected that a man delivered a fetus in such a way, but he didn't show any confusion on his face and asked calmly, "So what should we do next? Why did you claim that he was in parodynia?

Getting no ideas to dissuade Song Qinghan to leave while the situation of Zhuer getting worse, the midwifery man didn't waste time to answer Song Qinghan's question but rushed to Zhuer, wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel, saying anxiously, "It should be all opened right now. But the hole of his is still tightly shut. The fetus is not able to come out while the blood is unremittingly coming out!"

"If this situation is getting worse..." said the midwifery man as he paused for a second and then claimed firmly, saying, "We should give up the adult to save the baby."

Song Qinghan frowned tightly and continued to ask, "If we can cut the mouth of the hole wider, we probably can get the fetus out."

The midwifery man looked at the man in pregnancy as if he was looking at a troublemaker and said in a serious tone, "This shut mouth is based on the length of the mouth. If you open it wider beyond a precise measurement, you will be unable to shut it up at that time. Will he still get a chance to live?"

Although Song Qinghan didn't know what it meant about a shut mouth, he could understand the words of the the midwifery man. He put himself into a serious consideration for a while, and then confirmed, asking, "Except for one certain part which cannot be shut, is there existing a risk of other side effects...umm, I mean, the drawbacks?"

He thought that probably the midwifery man would understand the word "Side Effect", so he had to changed it to another word.

The patriarch looked at him in a rebuking way. If it hadn't been carrying a big belly, he probably would have kicked him out.

"At this point, he can't even shut the mouth of his belly, so where did the drawbacks come? Get out of here, don't mess up."

Song Qinghan sighed in a relief hearing that. An expression of calm came back to his face again as he was in any surgery operation. He turned around and opened the door, saying to the outside, "Help me prepare the strong liquor, well-dressed stitches, boiled water and scissors. Hand them to me in half an hour, otherwise Zhuer will probably die!"

After that, he closed the door and didn't allow the midwifery man to open. He said in a low voice, "Give me a hand. If you want a fame, you have to listen to me and follow my steps today!"+

Realizing his intention, the midwifery man was shocked and asked, "Have you got a way to save both the man and his child?"

Song Qinghan didn't say that he could, nor did he say that he could not. He only made a promise, saying, "I will try my best. But as for the rest of the consequence, let's see if it will come true based on their praying to the god!"

There was a messed situation outside the door, the servants were all in a flurry. Some complied with Song Qinghan while the other did not. However, as Zhuer's husband roared with rage, shouting, "Comply with his request. If Zhuer can't get through it, I will make him a burial object!"

With trembling, Xiaoqing became quite agitated hearing the words.

Burial object? What could he do? Was Song Qinghan going to be killed?

Dahu! The name of Song Qinghan's husband occurred to Xiaoqing all of a sudden. He raised his head and got out of the mansion, aiming to look for the breadwinner.

But the more anxious he was, the easier it was to neglect the obvious places. By the third time he bypassed the village, he finally noticed the nearby field.

It was Wu Dahu there removing the last bit of grass. Just as he was about to flip the earth, Xiaoqing appeared in front of him in a face of anxiety, and almost pounced on him.

Wu Dahu made a movement of dodging and asked in a calm tone, saying, "What's the matter?"

Xiaoqing held his knees and said in a constantly hurried breath, "Song, Song Qinghan, he's gonna be killed and sent as a burial object!"

Wu Dahu was shocked hearing that. He carried his hoe with rage, asking in anger, "Who dares? Lead the way for me!"6

Xiaoqing, the pitiful man who got no time to calm his breath down, started to run again and lead the way for Wu Dahu. When they got to the mansion of Zhuer, he could hardly stand up but leaned against the wall.

Half an hour of time passed quickly. When Song Qinghan got what they had prepared, he used liquor to disinfect all the things that needed to be applied in this operation. He picked up scissors and measured on the belly of Zhuer, asking, "Is the length of half finger long enough?"

The midwifery man was frightened to get himself involved seeing that scene of the ready-to-run operation, but he got no choice now as he had been on the same boat with Song Qinghan at this moment, he got no way to say no and turn back. He swallowed a bit and nodded and urged, "Something like that. Let's have a try first."

Song Qinghan gave him a cold glance, which made him not even dare to breathe.

What did he mean something like that? Have a try? That wasn't a lab rat, but a real living man instead, a wrong measurement would probably send him directly to the death!

Considering that the midwifery man wasn't a reliable one, he calmed down and calculated carefully. Then he decisively cut the skin of Zhuer's belly in a length of a pinky finger.

The midwifery man couldn't help but cover his own mouth, trying not to make scream through the creepy scene he had just saw.

Song Qinghan successfully cut the skin and he pulled the skin slowly to widen the mouth, the fetus inside the belly showed his head at the end.3

Song Qinghan glanced at midwifery man and said, "Come on here and help me, I'm really to get this baby out."

The midwifery man nodded in his surprise. Although his hands were trembling, he still managed to deliver the baby. He cut off the placentas and made it knotted. After cleaning the baby with some hot water, he took out a cotton cloth to wrap him up and prepared to go out to take credit.

Stop! Don't ever try to leave this room until the operation is done!"

Song Qinghan stood in front of midwifery man with scissors, with his eyes as cold as an demon coming out from the hell.

The midwifery man was frightened by that, in the thought of Song Qinghan would probably use the scissors to hurt him. He nodded in panic and stood in the range of his vision under Song Qinghan's instructions, waiting obediently.

It was quite stranger that Zhuer's wound on belly started to recover itself since the baby came out, and the position where it came to recover was tight and flawless, which seemed to be nothing happen before.4

After pondering for a while, Song Qinghan couldn't figure out the principles of all the knowledge he had learned. He could only ascribe all these to a different physique of people here, rather than some kind of god or ghost thing.

When the wound was approaching nearly the length of a pinky finger, the automatic recovery finally came to a pause, with a gush of fresh blood slowly flowing out.

The midwifery exclaimed. Song Qinghan unhurriedly picked up the stitches and sewed the mouth of Zhuer's belly in a rather proficient move. Seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding, he raised his hand to inspect Zhuer pulse. It could be sensed that although Zhuer's heartbeat was quite weak, it began to stabilize. As long as he could ensure and conclude the consequence, he wiped out the sweat on his forehead with a relief, saying, "It's all fine now!"

Hearing that, the midwifery man opened the door quickly as if he couldn't wait for another seconds. With a great but somehow hypocritical smile, he said, "Congratulations, master. It's a boy. Both father and the boy are safe!"4

Zhuer's husband sighed with a relief hearing the surprising news. He couldn't even stand steadily. With the help of others, he said with an ailing smile, "God blesses, thank god…"1

Wu Dahu just walked into the door right at the moment. He frowned and looked at the yard, put the hoe on his shoulder on the ground and said in a low voice, "Where's Han? Who dares to take his life?! "1

Zhuer's husband frowned seeing Wu Dahu was at a rage, saying, "Dahu?" What are you doing here? Today is our family's lucky and joyous day. If you come to congratulate me, you are rather welcomed. But you are here to ruin the ambience, I won't let you."

Young Qing came in with great difficulty. He pointed at the delivery room and said with certainty, "Song Qinghan is inside there!"

Wu Dahu walked straight to the room, and he seemed to have made an abrupt decision to come in.

Although the baby had been given birth, a male out of this family wasn't allowed to get into a delivery room. Zhuer's husband showed his anger all on his face, but he wasn't able to act abruptly.

The door opened as a sound "cracking", it showed a pale and ailing face of Song Qinghan right in front of the door. Nothing but a fit of surprise showed in the eyes of Song Qinghan, he asked in a confusion, "Why are you here?"

Seeing that Wu Dahu didn't say a word and just stretched out his hand to support him. He regained his attention and turned to Zhuer's family and said, "Keep his wound away from water within at least half a month, and he is not allowed to eat something steamed. Due to the crucial position of the wound, it will be best not to eat too much. Otherwise, there was a possibility of cracking. If there is an unusual reaction, come and find me in time. "

The members of the Zhuer's family stared at the backs of the two, who were leaving right away, in a daze. They started to chattered again after they leaf.

"Oh my god, was he really the one who saved Zhuer?"

"That's bullshit. No one knows what he did inside the room. We can ask the midwifery man later to see."

"What did he just say just now? Zhuer can't eat too much? Well, Zhuer lost so many blood, how come he can only allowed to eat less to regain his energy. Don't draw a conclusion if one is dumb and knows nothing.1

"…"

Although Xiaoqing had been forgotten and leaf by Wu Dahu, he didn't care much about it. Just looking at their backs, he suddenly felt that all the men beside him was like demons, they didn't know how to respect and praise a man who did them great favor, but satirized and mocked instead. How awful!4

Wu Dahu held Song Qinghan by the waist. Feeling that the force pressed by the body of Song Qinghan became heavier, he realized that Song Qinghan had been emptied out of his strength. He directly picked him up on hands and walked home at high speed.

After putting him on the bed, Wu Dahu took out a bowl of warm water and delivered it to Song Qinghan. Until Song Qinghan drank all the water, he said, "I don't know that you are so proficient in medicine stuff, you are even able to save a dying femina male in pregnancy."

Song Qinghan was totally blank in his mind now. He didn't conceive any thought. This was the after-effect after his every single high intensifying operation.

If it had been in the past, it wouldn't be a big deal for him to make that operation, but he got so weak carrying a baby himself, what he had done was totally overloaded.

He laid down on the bed and said leisurely, "Well, there still remains many mysteries on me to discover, anyway, I am precious enough, you have to cherish."

Wu Dahu paused for a while and nodded heavily and then murmured to himself, "Yes, I must cherish you."

During dinner, Wu Dahu boiled the eggs which was brought from Xiaoqing, put them all into Song Qinghan's bowl, then brought them to the room and woke him up.

Eggs would be so much likely to a treasure for Song Qinghan now, he was dying to get up and take one of them and eat it. But it seemed that something was wrong, he couldn't help but run away out of the room.

Wu Dahu put down his bowl and looked at him calmly, "What is it?"

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Get out of the way."

Wu Dahu pretended to be confused, but he still tilted his body. However, he still blocked the bowl and said in a soft way, "You have worked hard today. Get a good rest after finishing dinner."

Seeing that the man wasn't willing to obey, Song Qinghan stretched out his hand and picked up the bowl on the ground.

"Huh? Rice soaked with water? You are really ruthless to yourself!" said Song Qinghan, he sneered and put the bowl back into Wu Dahu's hands.

Wu Dahu became silent. It was a long while after he spoke, "I got a bad appetite recently, it would be better for me to eat something highly digestible."

Song Qinghan thought for a while. He hadn't been hunting for the past few days and only sold some Chinese yams. Moreover, almost all the money was used for buying some other daily tools, and the remaining twenty coins were given to him. No wonder he didn't have the money to buy food.

No, to be precise, it couldn't say that he got no money to buy food, but he got not enough coins for purchasing the part of his. Since what Song Qinghan ate wasn't worse but even better than before.

Thinking of that, he got himself a bit frustrated. It was really hard to make a living without money!

Seeing the sullen look on Song Qinghan's face, Wu Dahu couldn't help saying, "I'll go hunting tomorrow. By then, I'll buy more food ingredients."

With Song Qinghan's grim and rather cold expression in his eyes, Wu Dahu's voice seemed to be tiny and weak.

Song Qinghan gave him more than half of the meat dishes in his bowl, but he didn't share his eggs, but said in a calm tone, "I got one egg, and the other one is for your kid in my belly. Don't ever stare at my eggs, as long as I can't eat all the meat, don't waste them and eat."

After that, he turned over and walked back to the room before the refusal from Wu Dahu.2

Wu Dahu slowly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to look at the pile of meat in the bowl. He felt kind of warmth in his heart and smiled, with his lips lifting a bit.

Since his husband lost his memories, everything seemed to be delighted.

When the two sleep at night in bed, Song Qinghan looked at the ceiling and suddenly asked, "Wu Dahu, have you ever thought about the future?"

Wu Dahu said with a serious tone, "Yes, in my future, I will purchase a bigger mansion, and I will take good care of you and our child."

Song Qinghan was stunned. He didn't expect that the man's "future" would be so simply…that only three people remained.

"I…" uttered Song Qinghan, he thought he would say something big and talked further, but he would love to echo Wu Dahu's imagination, saying, "That's true. Let's try our best to earn the coins, and we will buy a big mansion in the future."

Wu Dahu flipped his body and yawned heavily, saying with a sleepy tone, "Yes! Sleep now. I'll earn you a big mansion tomorrow…"+

Song Qinghan got himself a smile all of a sudden, he felt somehow sweet in his mind.

As expected, he probably had fallen for Wu Dahu.