Dumb farmer wife busy farming

Chapter 722
Although Ye Qingqing wanted to go with her, she also knew that there was no one at home.

Jin Xueqing is still so young, she needs someone to take care of her.

Watching Jin Jiu out of the upper room with anxiety, Ye Qingqing could only go back into the room with complicated emotions when she saw Jin Jiu turn over the wall neatly and disappear in front of her.

Looking at Jin Xueqing's peaceful sleeping face, Ye Qingqing's heart felt so warm.

Who would have thought that the originally good life would become so disturbing because of the sudden arrival of the theater troupe.

Although Ye Qingqing was reborn, but at this time in her previous life, she had already become the princess of Jin. All she could think about was how to help that guy Lu Qing go further, or to learn something that Lu Qing liked about women's clubs. Knowing what happened to Yejia Village thousands of miles away.

So now, even though she was reborn, she still doesn't know anything.

After waiting anxiously for half an hour, Ye Qingqing heard a slight noise in the yard.

Just as he was holding his breath to see what was going on outside, he heard Jin Jiu's voice.

"Qingqing, open the door."

Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried out to open the door of the upper room.

In a hurry, I didn't even have time to put on my shoes.

After the door opened, Jin Jiu stepped into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and pulled Ye Qingqing into the east room.

Ye Qingqing didn't know what was wrong with him, and she didn't have time to ask, so she followed Jin Jiu into the east room.

The oil lamps in the east room were on at this time, and there was plenty of light in the room, so Ye Qingqing could see the soft ball in Jin Jiu's arms at a glance.

Even though Liubao's body was covered with scars and his white hair was covered with red blood, she still recognized it at a glance. This was her Liubao.

"Ah Jiu, what's going on?"

Jin Jiu didn't answer, instead, he quickly walked around the room and blew out all the oil lamps, and the room was instantly pitch black.

Ye Qingqing was still standing at the door of the east room. The room was pitch black at this moment, and she was afraid to go forward.

Fortunately, soon, her hand was held by a big hand.

Feeling the familiar touch, Ye Qingqing subconsciously grasped Jin Jiu's hand, wanting to ask something, but thinking of Jin Jiu's series of abnormal actions, she didn't dare to say the words.

Jin Jiu patted her hand lightly, and after a while he wrote lightly in her palm.

The two had communicated like this for nearly a year, and even though they couldn't see anything now, Ye Qingqing could easily sense what Jin Jiu was writing.

"There may be someone outside, don't talk yet."

Ye Qingqing only felt a layer of cold sweat bursting out of her back, her feet stepped on the ground, and the cold feeling went from the soles of her feet to her forehead.

The two of them stood like this, carefully restraining their breathing, for fear that people outside would notice something was wrong.

After standing like this for about two quarters of an hour, Jin Jiu's hand moved slightly, and finally took Ye Qingqing's hand to the kang.

It's also good to burn a kang in the house, and keep the room temperature there.

Otherwise, Ye Qingqing would probably get sick after standing barefoot for so long.

Even if she was not sick, Ye Qingqing's face was pale at this time.

It's just that Jin Jiu didn't see it because the room was pitch black.

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