Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 279 Make Her Soft-hearted
"There are people coming and going at the moment, you should go back to the yard." Ding Shitou helped Zhao Jian to look at the ingredients, and asked him to go back and rest.

"There are so many people and you still talk to me in this tone?" Zhao Jian lowered his voice.

From what he could hear, there were indeed two cooks in the kitchen cutting and washing vegetables, with rice steaming and soup stewing in the pot.

The cooking hasn't started yet, and no one else has entered the kitchen, so it can't be said that there are people coming and going.

"My lord, I'm going to start cooking, go outside to cool off, don't get too hot." Ding Shitou raised his voice, pinching Zhao Jian while speaking.

The warning is strong.

"Okay, I'm going back to the yard, hurry up and bring over the dishes, I'm hungry." Zhao Jian pursed her lips and restored her master image.

This time, I didn't make any more entanglements. After all, there are outsiders here, unlike his small courtyard where they are all his own people.

Li Kan who was standing at the door immediately came over to support Zhao Jian, and the two quickly left the backyard.

This backyard is indeed too lively, some are sweeping, some are watering the flowers, some are standing guard and guarding the gate, all have their own tasks.

But in a leisurely life, chatting is not uncommon.

It's just that when he saw the young master coming out, he immediately shut up and came over to salute.

Young master lived in such a big yard, but there was only one place to walk around, and there were not many masters who came out to serve them, so everyone lived a relaxed and comfortable life here.

Although Lin Hu's family is a bit fierce, it's not bad, and it's still good to treat them.

Over the past few months, those refugees who were recruited in the west of the city now have money to resettle their families.

Moreover, with a residence in Hangzhou, some family members are also working elsewhere, and their lives have settled down.

Because they were recruited by rich people, other families also attracted many city people to follow suit and recruited them to work. Later, the magistrate also adopted a looser attitude towards the refugees in the west of the city.

Slowly they all entered the city, and no longer gathered at the Chenghuang Temple in the west of the city to wait to die of starvation.

Everyone respects the son who was the first to help them.

Without Zhao Jian's influence, Ding Shitou could cook quickly.But at this time, the cook was busy making dinner for so many people, so she didn't ask them to help, and she did everything by herself.

She thought that she would be able to leave the city in time after dinner, but she was worried that Zhao Jian would not let him go on purpose, so she was busy thinking about countermeasures.

After the dishes were ready and put on the tray, she filled two big bowls of rice and left.

Zhao Jian was lazily leaning against the railing on the flower path, looking up slightly as if feeling the evening breeze, and seemed to be thinking about some difficult problem.

His brows were still slightly furrowed, and he didn't speak.

Li Kan and Han Yiqing were relieved when they saw Ding Shitou coming, and soon became worried again.

The little girl insisted on leaving, but the master didn't want her to leave, fearing that she wouldn't come tomorrow, what should I do?
"My lord! Do you smell the aroma of rice? Come here!" Ding Shitou called out to Zhao Jian as he walked into the garden.

Zhao Jian didn't seem to hear it.

Ding Shitou was helpless, so he came over and handed the tray to Han Yiqing, and she went to help Zhao Jian.

"Why are you so preoccupied?" Ding Shitou thought Zhao Jian was in a daze.

"I wonder how long it will be until tomorrow." Zhao Jian said melancholy, "If you leave, no one will talk to me."

So, he is so pitiful.

Just now Li Kan told him that Shitou would be soft-hearted if he had him in his heart, so he would find a way to make her soft-hearted.

"Then keep thinking about it. I'm going to have dinner, and I'll go home after dinner. If I can't get out of the city late, I'll sleep on the street."

Ding Shitou put aside his harsh words speechlessly, turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)