Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 197

Soon Ding Shitou came back again, as if nothing had happened.

"Master, the steamed chicken is ready, are you hungry? How about trying it first?"

Ding Shitou came back with a teapot and poured a cup of hot tea into Zhao Jian's hands with a smile.

"... not in the mood." Zhao Jian held the tea cup with a calm face, but did not drink tea.

"Then eat it later, if you feel bored, son, Shitou can sing." Ding Shitou suggested with downcast eyes.

She knew what he was upset about, but she didn't want to coax him.

Zhao Jian's complexion became even uglier, he raised his head and "looked" at the kang, his brows were furrowed tightly.

He knew that Shi Shi had drawn a clear line with him, and he didn't even come up with the kang head. She thought she could restore it to the way it was before?If you can't be a husband and wife, you can be friends?

he does not want!
"Shitou, earlier you said to wait for three years, so do you still have a three-year agreement with your cousin?"

Zhao Jian's fingers gripped the cup tightly, and her voice was a little muffled.

"I will also make a three-year agreement with you. If I don't die after three years, I will personally welcome you in."

The voice is low and the tone is heavy, but the expression is extremely serious.

"..." Ding Shitou opened his mouth, but closed it tightly again.

She can neither agree nor refuse, but she can't speak angry words, and she can't arouse his vigilance.

"At that time, I will give you an explanation." Zhao Jian put the tea on the kang table, and stretched his palm towards Ding Shishitou, wanting to touch her.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Master. We will talk about what happens in three years' time. At least Master's illness will definitely be cured." Ding Shitou grabbed Zhao Jian's hand that was outstretched in the wrong direction, and pushed it back.

His hands were a little cold, obviously holding the teacup just now, except for a little warmth in the palm, the rest of his breath was as cold as when we first met him.

At that moment, her heart couldn't help but ache, but thinking that he was a married man, she immediately let go of her reluctant hand.

"But the people sent out have not found a miracle doctor who can cure the disease so far. My body is getting heavier and heavier. I'm afraid..." Zhao Jian wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

If he just died among the people without knowing why, he would be considered pure, but...

When he went south, he was determined, but now that he met such a girl, he felt a little bit reluctant.He wanted to survive, and wanted to have her by his side forever.

"Where is the magic doctor that the master is looking for?" Ding Shitou frowned and looked at Zhao Jian, and finally asked.

In the past, she was a personal servant, so she didn't dare to ask.Later she regarded him as a friend, but everyone has their own secrets, and it is inconvenient for her to ask.

Today, their relationship has developed to this point, which is beyond her expectation, but she still insists that they can be friends instead of husband and wife.

It's okay to ask for a friend.

"Hangzhou Meng Ziyi, nicknamed Meng Miracle Doctor. I've heard people mention his name, but who knows that I have worked so hard to go south but found a land but no one."

"..." Ding Shitou didn't expect Zhao Jian to tell her this. Did he want to tell her that she was his own in his heart?

Ding Shitou bit his lip and talked about another matter.

"I don't know Dr. Meng, but I remember that when I was drinking tea in Anji last fall, I heard from the Tea King that every spring there is a three-month famous doctor's tour."

"Because they are famous doctors, there is an intention to compete and learn from each other. That's why the clinic tour is called a grand event. The place of the clinic tour is different every year, and it is determined by the famous doctor who won the first year."

"Post a message before the new year, and the famous doctor who receives the post will not tell anyone, lest someone know in advance and interfere with the tour. The rules of the tour are only known to those who participate..."

As Ding Shitou was talking, his hand was tightly grasped by Zhao Jian.

(End of this chapter)