Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Leng Lintian collected himself and walked beside her: "Let's go."

"Can you really do it?" Jing Jiaren looked at him hesitantly, fearing that he would faint at any moment.

Leng Lintian ignored her and walked straight up the hillside.

Jing Jiaren followed: "Leng Lintian, you go back."

"The goal has been reached, you want me to go back?"

"..." Jing Jiaren thought for a while, "Then you sit under the tree and rest for a while."

Leng Lintian glanced at her sideways, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth: "You care about me so much, it will make me misunderstand that you care about me..."

Jing Jiaren's throat was choked, forget it, as long as you give him a little tenderness, he will get tired of it all.

Jing Jiaren immediately put on a serious face: "Who cares about you anymore, don't be so sentimental all the time, okay!?"

The hillside is not steep, and the uphill road is full of wild flowers.

Jing Jiaren went up to the top of the mountain and looked at the jujube tree in front of him... I don't know how long it has been planted, it is very tall and magnificent.

But the terrain is so big, where exactly is Miss Jane's box buried?

"We should have brought a hoe." Jing Jiaren was annoyed, she was too eager to go out.

Leng Lintian had already picked up a few thicker branches from around.

"Use this?" Jing Jiaren shook her head, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Leng Lintian stretched out his prosthetic limb and took off his gloves——

His hand has always been covered with a glove, and his grandmother asked him if he was not too hot, why didn't he take off the glove...

And only wear it alone.

Thinking of him washing the dishes for his grandfather with only one hand, he looked handsome to outsiders, but Jing Jia knew why.

This hand is mechanical, it is not convenient to touch the water...

"Where to dig?" Leng Lintian asked, revealing his mechanical hand.

"Go away, who told you to dig."

"With your little cat's strength?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll do it myself."

"Tell me, where to dig? Otherwise, I'll plow all the surrounding land for you to see."

"Do you think you are plowing the field?"

Leng Lintian squatted down, probably a little dizzy, sat down on the ground, and dug up a piece of land in front of him.

To be honest, Jing Jiaren doesn't know where Miss Jane will hide the box...

Even if you call grandma, grandma doesn't know.

But if this is the red jujube forest, just these two jujube trees, what else is there if they are not buried here?

Recalling that she was on the island at that time, she also buried the box.

For the convenience of remembering, she chose a particularly large tree and twisted the roots to correct mistakes.

It can only depend on luck, the surrounding area of ​​​​the tree is not big...

"Leng Lintian, give me a stick too."

"..."

"Did you hear that?"

ignore her?Jing Jiaren also wanted to pick up a stick, but he stretched out his hand in mid-air before he grabbed it: "This is mine, you go pick your own."

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Why are you so stingy?"

"Yes, I am stingy."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips and stared at him for a while, knowing that he really didn't want her to dig the ground.It is very difficult for pregnant women to squat down, so it is better not to do such physical work casually.

Jing Jiaren was a restless person, looking for sticks around the neighborhood.

After a circle, there was little effect, the big ones were picked up by Leng Lintian, and some thin ones were broken when folded, and they were useless at all.

Jing Jiaren looked down the slope, and there were herdsmen herding sheep not far away.

"They don't." Leng Lintian seemed to know what she was thinking, "There is no vegetable field, why bring a hoe?"