Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 1 Thunderbolt
In the autumn of the tenth year of Tianshun, it is the night of the full moon in August and fifteenth.

Su Qinghuan drank until she was slightly tipsy, lying on the bed watching the moon shine like silver and the starry sky shining brightly.

That's right, she saw all this from her bed—her thatched hut was ventilated on all sides, the roof was permeable to light, and silver lights scrambled to be projected through the thatched roof to accompany her.

Autumn insects chirping, autumn wind howling, Su Qinghuan wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, sighed and said to herself: "This house needs to be repaired no matter what."

There will be a long winter ahead, and if the house is not repaired, she will probably become a little match seller.

Thinking of fairy tales, past and present, memories come flooding back.

Su Qinghuan in the 21st century is a surgeon, the treasure of the town hospital, and the famous "Su Yidao"; her great-grandfather was a famous old Chinese doctor, and the mantle was passed on to her.It was also because of her great-grandfather’s insistence that she started to study Western medicine, wanting to "use the West for China", and finally brazenly boasted that she "learned both Chinese and Western".

She originally had a bright future, but in a car accident she came to the inexplicable Dajing Dynasty and became Su Qinghuan.

Thinking of this life, Su Qinghuan said that her head hurts and she doesn't want to recall it anymore.

All in all, she had a bad hand and played poorly, and now she is in a particularly miserable situation.

For example, on August [-]th, I can only lie here alone like a salted fish, thinking about all these things.

"Sleep!" Su Qinghuan pulled the quilt over her head and said to herself angrily.

"Dong dong dong——" The door was knocked heavily suddenly, and even the whole room was shaking, and grass dust fell from the roof.

"Who?" Su Qinghuan sat up suddenly, cautiously.

She opened her mouth, and some debris floated into her mouth and nose, making her sneezed loudly—"Ah!"

"I!"

A clear and anxious female voice came from outside. Just by hearing the voice, one could tell that it was a hot temper.

Su Qinghuan heard the voice of his friend Lin Sanhua, heaved a sigh of relief, picked up his clothes and put them on and said, "Here we come, we come."

She lit the oil lamp, and the dim yellow light barely illuminated the room, and the small flame on the wick was blown precariously by the unscrupulous wind, almost collapsing.

"Hurry up!" Lin Sanhua urged, "The fire is imminent!"

Su Qinghuan didn't care about the light anymore, and opened the door after taking two steps.

Lin Sanhua hurried in, and before she could say anything, she stuffed her with a bag and said, "Run away. In this bag are my cotton-padded jacket and trousers, two pieces of moon cakes, four steamed buns, and my savings. How many strings of money!"

Lin Sanhua is a pretty girl with a pungent personality, her eyes are big and black, and she can't rub the sand. At this moment, under the light like beans, her eyes are full of anxiety.She was panting heavily, her face flushed red.

Su Qinghuan was confused and said, "Why should I run? Come on, sit down and talk."

There was no other place to sit in the room, so she patted the bed.

The so-called bed was just two door panels put together on the stone, and it shook a little when she patted it.

Lin Sanhua spoke quickly, crackling: "Isn't today a holiday? We went back to the ancestral house for dinner, and my grandmother scolded me, telling me to stay away from you... My left ear goes in and the right ear goes out, but later she said, your grandmother has Ask someone to inquire at the yamen, I want to sue you! I panicked when I heard this, and ran home complaining of a stomachache after a few mouthfuls of food. I asked Song Dashan on the way. Your grandmother really asked him, but he was vague , about this, she asked other people."

"Tell me what?"

Mentioning this superb grandmother, Su Qinghuan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Su Qinghuan was only ten years old when she transmigrated, and she worked as a maid at Li Cheng's family in the county. She is 17 years old this year and has just left her citizenship and returned home.

Both of her parents died, she had an older sister who married into the next village, and an older brother who was never heard from after joining the army.

Grandmother Song's is the best. Su Qinghuan, who was seven years old, was sold by her for ten taels of silver.

At first, Mrs. Song was very enthusiastic when she saw her come back, but she kept making indirect remarks, trying to take money out of her pocket.

Su Qinghuan did bring 100 taels of silver with her when she came out of Cheng's house, but she wouldn't know about it, and instead cried poorly. Seeing that there was no advantage to take advantage of, Song began to curse at her.

Later, she even planned to betroth Su Qinghuan to a butcher in the town as his stepmother.

Su Qinghuan moved out in a fit of anger, and lived in the abandoned thatched hut in the current village.

She planned to use the money in her hand to entrust someone to set up a female household, buy some land, and become a small landlord.

Sufficient food and clothing are the most important things. As for the ideals of life, such as hanging pots to help the world, she can't think so far for the time being.

Unexpectedly, Song Shi did not give up, and wanted to make a fuss again.

"I'm telling you that you won't get married at seventeen." Lin Sanhua sat down and said.

Su Qing smiled happily. She has been here for many years, and naturally she has heard of "If you don't marry at seventeen, let the senior officials match her", but this is all the old imperial calendar, and no one really pursues this.

But Song didn't want to make it easier for herself, so she resorted to this trick.

"Still laughing," Lin Sanhua said anxiously, "Run away, stay far away. You will be spoiled by her sooner or later if you stay here."

Su Qing smiled happily: "I'm a lonely woman, where can I go? Besides, I am so good-looking, what should I do if I am trafficked?"

Lin Sanhua stomped her feet anxiously: "It's time, who's joking with you?"

"Sanhua, don't worry." Su Qinghuan said clearly, "Grandmother is reluctant. If the government proposes marriage to me, she won't get any benefits. She is borrowing your grandmother's mouth, and then sending me a message through you." , let me compromise."

At least the butcher in the town still knows the basics; who knows what kind of man the government will arrange for you?So hurry up and beg for mercy, and be obedient.

This is Song's brain circuit.

Lin Sanhua thought for a while and then said: "Then what should I do? My arms can't twist my thighs! You too, say that I am stubborn every day, and you are more stubborn than me, but you are so troublesome now..."

Su Qinghuan knew that she was outspoken, so she comforted her with a smile, and pushed her out of the way, saying: "You go home quickly, and your mother will curse again when she sees it."

Lin Sanhua is the third daughter in her family, and the next two younger brothers, so she is oppressed by her patriarchal parents, and life is difficult.But this girl is born to be joking and hot-tempered, and she doesn't live in a depressed way.

After sending Lin Sanhua away, Su Qinghuan never felt sleepy again.

It looked like her plans were about to change.

Mrs. Song has a poisonous mind!What she can't get by herself, she would rather destroy it. If she just refuses to follow her arrangement, she can really go to the county government to sue herself.

Moreover, Su Qinghuan knew that since she came to this world of cannibalism, it would be too eye-catching for her to practice non-marriage and infertility.

She had to find a way to compromise with this world, but she had to keep the bottom line in her heart.

She tossed and turned, thought all night, analyzed the pros and cons, and finally made a painful decision.

(End of this chapter)