Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 196 The Atmosphere Is Stiff
"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhao Jian's reaction, Ding Shitou also knew that he didn't accept the following three words, so he didn't take it seriously. Instead, his sigh made her worry.

"You don't want to follow me because you dislike my blindness." Zhao Jian looked sad and his voice was low.

Saying this sentence, the heart fell and sank into the abyss again.

Thinking of his 21 years, how has he ever lived so aggrieved?

"If you can wait for me for three years, and promise that there will be no other women, you will only treat me well in this life, don't betray me, and don't let me compete with others for husbands, my heart, Ding Shitou, will naturally only serve you. superior."

Hearing Zhao Jian's melancholy words, Ding Shitou did not escape this time, but stared at Zhao Jian with a pair of clear and clear eyes, and said seriously.

Zhao Jian's expression froze, and he suddenly chuckled: "Shitou is indeed a articulate girl, she can even have so many reasons to refuse."

"If the young master can't do it, there is no defense, the stone is still the same stone as before, and the young master is also the old young master. There is a saying that you can still be friends without being a husband and wife."

Ding Shitou understood Zhao Jian's choice in his heart, and his heart felt sore, he grinned but couldn't smile, and said forcefully.

Her brain was soaked by the rain, and she actually wanted to marry a noble son, and even wanted a noble son to abandon the fairy life of three wives and four concubines, and only spoil her.

She was an orphan and a gangster wandering in the rivers and lakes. She didn't even know who she was, but she actually wanted the love that even a rich lady from a wealthy family might not be able to get.

Why?
"My lord, please remember that when you become a husband and wife, you can only become resentful spouses. It is better to be friends for a long time. Friends will grow in love." Ding Shitou's eyes were red, but he raised his hand and patted Zhao Jian's shoulder.

Like good brothers.

Zhao Jian was silent.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Ding Shitou laughed at himself, but today she was humiliating herself, no wonder Zhao Jian.

"Ah, after talking for so long, the tea is cold again." Ding Shitou withdrew his hand and turned to lift the lid of the purple clay teapot. Even though it has the effect of heat preservation, it is still cold.

It's okay for her to drink this kind of herbal tea. Zhao Jian's health is not good, and drinking herbal tea will only hurt her spleen and stomach.

"My lord, sit down for a while, and I'll add half a pot of hot tea. The steamed chicken in the kitchen should be almost ready, and I can serve you for dinner after frying two dishes in a while."

Ding Shitou's heart was already cold, he quickly suppressed the little bud of love in his heart, and regained his former wisdom.

"Stone..." Zhao Jian frowned and said helplessly, "I promise, I will only give my heart to you in this life, and I will not betray you."

"Master, with your age and family background, not to mention three wives and four concubines, you must have one wife and one concubine, right? How many children do you have?" Ding Shitou got off the kang, put on his shoes, turned around and looked at Zhao Jian with a smile.

This question is no longer something anyone can coax with a few nice words, and she no longer has any expectations.

I couldn't help comforting myself before, what if this young master didn't get married because of eye problems?

But she ignored this era, women in their thirteens can still marry, let alone men in their early twenties, how could they not marry?

A poor and blind man may not be able to find a wife, but this young man, not to mention that he can't see, or even if his limbs are incomplete, may be able to find more wives and concubines.

She didn't even want to think about the girls in the house.

"The elders are the masters. I already have one wife, but I have no children...but I can allow you to have an equal wife..."

The corners of Zhao Jian's lips were tightly pursed, and he was a little embarrassed by Ding Shitou's question, but when he heard Ding Shitou took the teapot and left, he urgently opened his mouth to explain.

Hearing the sound of opening and closing the door, but the footsteps could no longer be heard, Zhao Jian sighed helplessly.

He broke the heart of the stone.

(End of this chapter)