A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 38: Sowing Discord

Translator: LiamHW

“But why? What did you do to Han?” said Wu Dahu, frowning tight.

Lin Dafu chuckled with his lean chuckle, saying, “Wang Huailing is still a big trouble to Han. So do you think that Han would choose you? You can’t even protect yourself.”

“Did you threaten him?” asked Wu Dahu, fetching a long breath.

Even so, he had to admit and accept the fact Lin Dafu mentioned.

If it wasn’t Lin Dafu, he probably was still locked up in jail.

Lin Dafu seemed to have seen through his inner thoughts, but then asked, “Do you really think that Han is one easy to be hoaxed or threatened? Or you can just think about the other side of it, I mean the promising side. He just didn’t want to get you into such troubles. I can save you this time, but there might be a second time, or third? Don’t ever think that I am a charity or philanthropist.”

Wu Dahu’s pouted his lips, and commenced believing he was not the one able to eloquent in retorting Lin Dafu.

“But I got something to speak to him, personally!” gushed Wu Dahu.

“Dare you? You’re going to push him in a dilemma!” shouted Lin Dafu, getting into a towering rage.

With that warnings, Wu Dahu took a pause and stood there irresolute, commencing hesitating.

Well, that doubtlessly made sense, he could do nothing effective even if he came to greet Song Qinghan right away, but would surely put him in such a dilemma. He should give a solid credence to Song Qinghan that he would never betray him. He would come back if he really wanted… such a pitiful and lowly thought occurred to Wu Dahu in his mind.

“I’ll come home now.” said Wu Dahu, looking emotionally at Song Qinghan in the carriage.

“Have you seen Han drunken?” asked Lin Dafu, trying to confirm.

Confronting the man in front with such a queer question, Wu Dahu commenced frowning with confusion, asking, “Was Han drunk staying with you?”

Getting no direct answer he wanted, Lin Dafu showed no more eagerness to the answer by dint of the Wu Dahu’s reaction. It seemed that he got what he really wanted right from his expression.

“Mmm, true dat, I just want to show you off, nothing else. But you know, people would only be drunk when he stays with his closest partner.” said Lin Dafu, giving off a grinning look on his face.

Wu Dahu clenched his fist tight while Lin Dafu was trying to mock, then he turned around and leaf without saying anything.

Being unable to hear anything from the conversation of the two, Song Qinghan still noticed the extremely sullen expression of Wu Dahu since he was out of jail. He thought Wu Dahu might spend some bitter days being locked in jail. Guilty came out of nowhere in his mind.

Yet, the only reaction he gained from Wu Dahu was just a seemingly indifferent disregard, without even a greet or at least an eye contact.

Lin Dafu marched towards the carriage with a rather calm complexion, looking at Song Qinghan who was showing an expression of eagerness, and saying, “Something you might ask?”

Nodding, Song Qinghan commenced gushing out all his questions at once while fetching a deep breath, “Didn’t you say that it was hard for you to speak to the officials? How come they just let Dahu out as long as you came there and just greeted with them? Will Wang Huailing continue to trouble us? What did you say to Dahu just now, I see him with such a sullen face.”

Lin Dafu kept his calmness, showing his self-possessed face in front, saying, “Well, you can’t tell it’s difficult or not if you just focus on the surface of the matter and the consequence. Everything went so smooth today isn’t because the yamen runners are omnipotent, nor am I. But I did negotiate with the ones higher the pecking order than them. As for Wang Huailing, he won’t be able to set you up again with the restriction of the county magistrate. And I’ve heard that the county magistrate commence sending Wang Huailing to other places.”

“As for Wu Dahu,” continued Lin Dafu, “Nothing special we were talking about, but just something about the plans of the future. Believe it or not, you can ask him after you’re released.”

“The plans of the future?” Song Qinghan repeated, frowning tight himself, “Is there any worthy topic for you and him discussing about the future?”

Glancing at Song Qinghan, Lin Dafu chuckled, saying in a grinning face, “Indeed, there is no future between me and Wu Dahu, but there must exist one to have the future with you.”

There came a somewhat bad feeling occurring to Song Qinghan all of a sudden, he asked again with all eagerness, “What the heck future are you talking about? Didn’t you inform him that I would come back home after two days?”

Heaving a sigh, Lin Dafu answered in his duplicitous look, “Well, what’s the deal telling him the fact? Seemingly, he was not that kind of eager to have a future with you.”

Song Qinghan subconsciously denied, shouting, “Impossible!”

He knew the personalities of Wu Dahu, he memorized everything every single moment they spent together. The memories wouldn’t lie.

Well, it was true that Wu Dahu didn’t talk to him with some sweet words yet, but what he could assure was that Wu Dahu loved him. Or worse, the man did have a crush on him. How couldn’t they have future?

Lin Dafu was astonished staring at Song Qinghan, and asking in a serious tone, “Do you think that he is a man who loves to struggle in an environment surrounded by full of threats? Well, despite the fact that Wang Huailing is leaving this place, how come you can make sure that there won’t be any other vicious ones aiming to hurt you? He is quite lucky this time because of me. But no one can predict the future.”

Getting his face pale and plain, Song Qinghan muttered, “No, no, there won’t be…”

Looking at the pitiful man in front, Lin Dafu warned, “Don’t you ever think that you’ve kept incurring misfortune all the time? Since you married Wu Dahu, he had long suffered from turmoils. Hadn’t he?”

“No! That’s nonsense!” shouted Song Qinghan.

He buried his head into his knees, falling into an seemingly endless sobs and bawls.

It was none of his business. the original body owner should be to be blame for everything. Everything including the sufferings of Wu Dahu! He bore no responsibilities.

But wait, since he had long possessed the body of other person, of course he should bear all the responsibilities!

There seemed to exist two created and fictitious figures fighting each other right away in the deepest thought of Song Qinghan. His inner world was seemingly sunk into an abyss, dragging him down and rattling him.

Lin Dafu leaned himself on the compartment on the carriage, while still kept his eyes on Song Qinghan.

For his eyes, no more love or affection was shown but endless bitterness and coldness flashing right in his amber pupils.

Arriving at the Lin Mansion, Lin Dafu lend no more time for Song Qinghan but asked him to change the cloth ready to go fishing.

At the lake, Song Qinghan thought that he would have his own time for sorting out his mood, but only to see that Lin Dafu delivered him a book out of nowhere. Lin Dafu said, “Read it out from the beginning.”

Song Qinghan subconsciously refused, “Aren’t you fishing? How are you supposed to fish if I make such noises?”

Lin Dafu said nothing but stared at Song Qinghan.

Song Qinghan had to be obedient since he got himself uncomfortable from the staring, he then started opening the book and reading the content out.

When he read the third story, he finally realized something was wrong.

What the book mentioned was all about the various stories of heartless person, describing the betraying affairs.

Song Qinghan glanced at Lin Dafu, who was just showing a leisure look lying himself on the ground with his hands crossed behind his head. Well, the man wasn’t listening to Song Qinghan at all who was telling a sad story.

Was this one of his queerest fetish? Or was he trying to imply something by the stories?

At sunset, Lin Dafu picked up all the fishing tools, staring at the lake and saying, “I come to know how foolish I am at the moment.”

Song Qinghan’s heart tightened, stammering out something, “Why? Why is that?”

Lin Dafu’s eyes suddenly lost focus and he looked like he was sunk into his memories.

“Those what I thought they might be true, it turned out they were fake. While those what I thought they might be fake, they were dreadfully true!”  muttered Lin Dafu.

Song Qinghan frowned, as he couldn’t figure out what Lin Dafu meant.

What the heck happened to Lin Dafu today? Talking something in obscurity?

Lin Dafu didn’t seem to have any intention to explain. He handed the tools to the servants and walked to the carriage alone.

Song Qinghan followed up into the carriage. It must be an exhausting day he got, he fell asleep not long after he got in the carriage.

When he woke up from the sudden stop of the carriage, he was surprised to find that he was not leaning on Lin Dafu’s shoulder, but in the corner of the carriage.

Lin Dafu didn’t look at him but got out of the carriage and walked into the yard.

Although it was a happy thing not to contact Lin Dafu, Song Qinghan felt that his reaction was too strange.

Everything came to be so creepy judging from the reactions of Lin Dafu today.

Song Qinghan got off the carriage by the assistance of the servant, following Lin Dafu up right behind, and then he headed to the room alone.

He kept thinking, trying to figure out everything which had gone so strange so far. It made no sense to infer that Lin Dafu was furious because of the greet of Wu Dahu. But he didn’t get a chance to talk with him, just a glance. Would that be the powder train?

Shaking his head helplessly, he walked into the room, rejoicing himself for the fact that it was a luck for him to meet Wu Dahu from his transmigration rather than Lin Dafu. That was totally a drama queen with a rather bad temper.

After a nap in bed, the servants came over to wake him up for dinner.

On the table, Lin Dafu kept picking up the dish into Song Qinghan’s bowl as he always did, but it was with a dead silence.

After dinner, Lin Dafu suddenly asked Song Qinghan, “What are you eager to do the most at present?”

Song Qinghan answered without hesitation, “Make money.”

Lin Dafu paused for a moment, as if he hadn’t expected this answer. He continued to ask calmly, “Forget about the money, what do you want to do the most?”

An image of a flashing light occurred to Song Qinghan all of a sudden, he then answered without hesitation, “Saving people.”

Being rather astonishing, Lin Dafu came to ask, “Saving people? How?”

Song Qinghan seemed to have been poked on a switch as he opened his mouth, saying, “I might be a bit ignorant about the knowledge of some traditional medicines. But I would describe myself as an expert on operations. If I got abundant money, I would choose to go to some remote areas, helping those residents there and correcting their misperception on some illness. I would surely try my best to help.”