A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

 Chapter 21: Warm Up His Feet

Translator: LiamHW

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Song Qinghan couldn’t help but withdrew his feet, saying, “No, that’s cold for you!”