Chapter 44

If not for Lin Dafu's words and the "beautiful picture" that he had seen with his own eyes, he might have believed song QingHan's words and continued to live a poor but comfortable life with him.

But after that life? Is song QingHan really willing to live this life with him?

Maybe for the time being, but I'm afraid it won't be long?

He would complain why no one was waiting on him, why he couldn't afford a hairpin of 5000 Liang silver, or why he couldn't resist the frame up of others.

From thrifty to extravagant is easy, from extravagance to thrifty is difficult.

His father often talked to him about this sentence. Although he didn't tell him the reason in detail, he knew that his female father left like this.

Should song QingHan become the second heartless man? When the children were born, they found that they could not bear such a life. Regardless of the children's entreaty, they were resolutely abandoned and put into the arms of the Lin family?

He didn't want to be like this. He didn't want his children to repeat their mistakes.

If the result is true, he would rather let the child have no female father at the beginning, rather than let the child feel the pain of "losing" after knowing the happiness of "owning".

Wu Dahu's mind flashed those pictures which had been sealed by him for a long time. When he got along with his female father, they were beautiful and cruel.

He slowly closed his eyes and held back the sour corner of his eyes.

Since his father left, he has vowed that he will never cry because of her father, nor because of the heartbreaker.

The north wind is bleak, taking away the only leaves left on the trees.

Wu Dahu looked at the gradually dark sky and knew that he could not wait for song QingHan to chase him out.

Also, used to be spoiled days, how can you take care of other people's mood?

He walked slowly into the yard, thinking that this time it would be over.

Song QingHan was awakened by the sound outside. He got up and kneaded his eyes when he saw Wu Dahu. He said slowly, "are you back? Are you not angry? "

"Let's leave."

An unexpected word came out of Wu Dahu's mouth.

Song QingHan's hands stopped, and a touch of anger flashed through his eyes. He put his hands on both sides of his body and said, "I'll give you another chance. What do you say?"

"Let's leave."

Wu Dahu did not feel the anger of song QingHan at all, and repeated it clearly.

Song QingHan laughed angrily, shrugged his shoulders and said, "are you learning from those girls? Break up all the time, think you can let your boyfriend spoil them unconditionally? I've told you, where you don't understand and mind, you can tell me directly, or do you want me to tell you what happened in these five days from the beginning to the end? That's OK! Then sit down for me and have a good talk with her

He finished such a long series of words in one breath. His face turned red, but he didn't feel relieved. He continued: "didn't you get released two days ago? Look at you now! Give you a broken bowl, you can go to the street to beg directly! I know you must have suffered a lot in prison. This incident was originally caused by me, and finally let you carry the pot. You will be angry and sad if you don't see me when you come out, but! "

"Don't you want to live? Is it necessary to let these garbage emotions torture your body? "

Wu Dahu waited for him to finish. He stopped and suddenly said, "I don't think we are suitable for living together. I can't protect you at all. This time I can save you. What about next time? What about next time? The Lin family can protect you, but not me. In order to save me, you have to be restrained by Lin Dafu all the time, aren't you? "

Listen to his words, song QingHan's heart is tight.

What can't protect him? Don't you worry about being dragged down again?

He couldn't help explaining: "Wang huailing has left here and will not trip us any more."

Wu Dahu's face did not have any expression, calm way: "without Wang huailing, there will be Zhang huailing, Wu huailing, isn't it?"

Song QingHan chest a stagnation, nothing to say.

What can he say? Can he make sure that his body will not attract disaster again? Can you guarantee that Wu Dahu will not be implicated any more in the future?

The atmosphere in the yard fell into a strange silence, and the moon gradually rose, casting a cold light, which made people even freeze their hearts.

In the end, song QingHan could only say, "well, let's leave."

Wu Dahu stopped and finally looked up at him. When he spoke again, his voice became hoarse.

"Write and leave the book tomorrow. There is no paper and ink at home."

Song QingHan "um" a, he went into the kitchen, began to cook dinner.

What about sadness? What about being sad? You don't have to go on living.

Wu Dahu looked at his hard back and subconsciously took a step forward. When he realized something, he finally shook his fist and turned away.Song QingHan looks back at the closed gate of the courtyard, with a satirical smile on his lips.

Look, male chauvinism, even do not want the house, direct "clean body out of the house.".

He shook his head, put the pot on the fire and blew the firewood in the stove with his mouth under the thick smoke. Maybe it was too hard. The ashes were blown up and came towards him.

Two lines of clear tears ran down both sides of his cheek. Song QingHan raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve. He said with a smile, "the dust is really blinding."

After cooking, he chewed the food in his mouth slowly according to his habit.

Strangely enough, he put three teaspoons of salt and two handfuls of pepper, but the dish was as tasteless as it was, which made him feel like a piece of cake.

After the meal, he cooked two pots of water himself, carefully scrubbed his body again, and then happily got into his long lost bed.

But clearly sleepy idea swept him, let his body unable to move, but his eyes were still staring at the ceiling.

"It's really hard to sleep with cold feet..."

the next morning, I don't know whether the sun is too big, or whether Wu Dahu's walking voice is too loud. When song QingHan is awakened, he subconsciously says: "I'm hungry..."

Wu Dahu looks at him, immediately lowers his head, and slowly says: "I've finished writing the book of He Li. Do you want to stay here or go anywhere else You. "

See him turn around to walk, song QingHan heart a tight, blurt out: "where are you going?"

Wu Dahu's step, head also did not return tunnel: "there is always a place to go."

Song QingHan watched Wu Dahu decide to walk out of the courtyard. His eyes were red and he murmured: "how did you get so deep? He didn't want you. Don't try to catch up with you. "

The sun has risen to the center of the sky, but song QingHan can't help but shiver under the sun.

It's winter, and even the sun doesn't work.

After breakfast and lunch, he slowly cleaned the yard and threw some green vegetables into the rabbit's nest.

After noticing that the female rabbit had become unusually tame, he lowered his head and looked carefully under her.

Five small meatballs of rabbits are nestling under the female rabbits, like heating, and eating.

Song QingHan happily turned his head, but found no one to share the joy.

The smile gradually subsided. He put fresh vegetables in the cage of the female rabbit, and quietly turned into the room.

He sat on the edge of the bed, touched his stomach, and said slowly, "I will be alone in the future. How can this business go on? He promised Dr. Luo that he would send Luohanguo to huichuntang after things subsided. There were also snack shops there. If it was settled, it would be a big business. It's gone, alas. "

Although he didn't do any hard work, he felt very sleepy. He didn't get up for a long time, and then he lay down and fell asleep.

This sleep is not particularly solid. For a while, I dream that Wu Dahu is lying in the grass, and then I dream that he is being chased by something.

In the dream, he could even feel the pain of his hand being scratched by the sword grass flying on both sides in the process of running.

He wanted to turn his head to see what was chasing him, but a strong blow hit him in the back and knocked him to the ground.

The thunderous roar sounded in his ear. He looked at the blind bear who was higher than him in front of him, and slowly retreated.

However, the blind bear didn't seem to be ready to give him this opportunity. He suddenly raised his huge bear's paw and shot it in his direction.

He rolled around to avoid, which infuriated the blind bear, who directly pressed down his huge body and stretched out his barbed tongue as if to lick his face.

Song QingHan screamed. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. The whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and his chest heaved violently. It seemed that he had not recovered from his dream just now.

He could see clearly that the face of Wu Dahu was reflected in the pupil of the blind bear!

Uncontrollable fear swept across song QingHan. He turned over and got out of bed. When he put on his shoes, he found that his hands were shaking so much that he could not even put them on.

It is better to believe in its existence than in its absence.

He still remembers the dream of his female father lying in a pool of blood. Although Wu Dahu has no blood relationship with him, the possibility of telepathy is very small. But what if Wu Dahu is really crushed by a blind bear?

According to what he saw in his dream, Wu Dahu is not the opponent of the blind bear at all. He is afraid that it will be too late when he finds Wu Dahu...

Song QingHan takes a hoe from the corner, opens the gate of the courtyard, looks at the unfathomable forest, calms his mind, and goes on with great strides.