Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 152
However, Zhao Jian couldn't help holding Ding Shitou's hand.

Ding Shitou looked at Zhao Jian in surprise, but Zhao Jian closed his eyes with a smile, and did not speak or do other actions.

Ding Shitou stared at the big palm covering his palm that was propped on the edge of the bed, and his singing was a few words messed up, but he finally endured it.

Isn't it just a handshake, as long as he is willing to sleep like this.

After three rounds, Zhao Jian asked Ding Shitou to sing the shepherd's song twice more, and then he took the initiative to speak.

"Okay, let's finish singing today. If you're thirsty, go to the living room and pour some water, and let Li Kan take you back in a carriage."

Zhao Jian didn't open his eyes, but his hand holding Ding Shitou tightened as he spoke, as if he wanted to convey his reluctance.

"Understood, my lord, I'd better walk back by myself, and I have to buy a few catties of meat, which will be used on the beam tomorrow."

When Ding Shitou heard that he could go home, he smiled, but he still refused to take the carriage.

She still wanted to buy things in the city, and she didn't want people to know that she was able to get the Zhao family's carriage to accompany her, and she didn't want people to know her relationship with the Zhao family.

"Isn't there a meat case at the entrance of the village? It's just a matter of extra money, so why bother yourself." Zhao Jian sat up suddenly, raised his hand and touched Ding Shitou's head.

"Even if you're wearing men's clothes, you're not a real man. Now that you have a house and a business, and you don't need money to eat, don't work too hard." Zhao Jian said dotingly.

Every time he touched the thin calluses on her fingers, he felt distressed, but after testing her today, she would rather earn wealth by herself than cling to a man.

Therefore, it is impossible to wait for bed or something.

But caring, but can't help it.

"Got it, I will be Mr. Village School in the future, so I don't have to work so hard." Ding Shitou did not open Zhao Jian's hand this time, but there was warmth in his eyes.

It has been ten years since time travel, and he has always been an orphan and a gangster, wandering around, always trying to be brave, and using all means to survive.

There are still many good people who can pat the brothers on the shoulder, but no one has ever touched her head and treated her like a child.

"Go, I will ask Li Kan to pick you up on March [-]rd. Before that, you can stay at home and take care of your business." Zhao Jian retracted his hand and clenched it into a fist hanging on his leg, and said softly.

"Okay, I have a good rest, and thank you for the many gifts, Shitou likes it very much."

Ding Shitou stood up, said goodbye, put on his shoes and walked outside.

Zhao Jian lay down again and did not speak again.

Ding Shitou really poured tea on the small hall and drank two cups.

The door of the room was not closed, and Li Kan and Han Yiqing were leaning against the door. At this time, they looked at Ding Shitou meaningfully, but they did not stop her from drinking tea.

Only Zhao Jian can drink tea in this room, it is impossible for servants to drink tea here.

"The two uncles take good care of the young master, I'm leaving."

Ding Shitou put down the cup without knowing it, turned around and walked out of the room, greeted him casually, and picked up the pannier placed on the porch.

Ding Shitou did not go to the backyard to look for Mrs. Lin, but walked through the garden and walked directly through the side door.

She didn't know that Li Kan and Han Yiqing muttered as soon as she left.

"I think the Lord is also very reluctant." Han Yiqing glanced at the inner room and muttered softly.

"I want to save face, otherwise that girl just now wouldn't be able to get out of bed." Li Kan looked regretful.

They heard the movement of Master and Ding Shitou just now, and they almost closed the door and took the hidden guards to go further.

Unexpectedly, the master let the girl sit on the couch and sing.

What a great opportunity.

(End of this chapter)