Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 494 Zhao Jian's expression is a bit dignified
The three of them took orders to leave, Han Yiqing didn't assign tasks, and continued to stay behind as a servant.

Ding Shitou poured the hot water brought by the guards onto his face, wiped the handkerchief and came over to wash Zhao Jian's hands and face before he poured water on his face and closed the door.

When Zhao Jian heard the movement, she took the initiative to get up and look for a bed.

Seeing him so impatient, Ding Shitou was speechless.What did he think she wanted to sleep back into the cage?
"Daughter-in-law, hurry up and make the bed." Zhao Jian touched the edge of the bed and sat down, seeing that Ding Shitou hadn't come yet, he hurriedly urged.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for a quarter of an hour. You are not allowed to trouble me." Ding Shitou reminded, and walked over.

"Understood." Zhao Jian pouted, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged, "I'll stay with you."

His words were so sweet, Ding Shitou decided not to argue with him, walked over and took off his outer robe, undressed him as well, pulled off the quilt and covered them together.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Jian held Ding Shitou's hand and just interlocked his fingers, letting her sleep.

Such a considerate man, Ding Shitou almost thought he had some tricks, but thought that he would not be able to sleep for long, and Zhao Jian had never been so pestering before, so he closed his eyes in peace.

The two had a fight last night, and they got up in such a hurry in the morning, that they didn't get enough sleep, so let's go back to sleep together now.

At this moment, there were only bright whistles and hidden guards in the yard, but no one moved outside the house, and the room was completely quiet. The two of them slept for half an hour before waking up.

Ding Shitou woke up from hunger, and found himself in Zhao Jian's arms when he woke up.

This guy was already awake, but he didn't wake her up. He just hugged her and played with her long hair around his fingers.

"Wake up, kiss first, then eat." Zhao Jian murmured softly when he heard the movement, but what he said made Ding Shitou roll his eyes.

But speechless, he still pecked on his lips, but as expected, the back of his head was held. The domineering man took the initiative to ask for his benefits.

After lingering for a while, the two got out of bed. After tidying up, they came to the small outer hall, and immediately heard Han Yiqing knocking on the door.

"Master, Boss Shitou, you have to pass on the food now."

"Let's pass it on." Zhao Jian said.

Ding Shitou gave him a strange look, but didn't ask.

It was the first time she had heard such a formal statement after they had had a meal for so long.But since it's a rumor, it's not that they went out to eat.

Ding Shitou opened the door and went out to have a look. The courtyard was the same as before, only people standing guard and no one walking around.

Now there are only their people in this yard, and the people in the village may only step in here when delivering meals, just like yesterday's dinner.

But maybe even this job is left to the idle guards to do it themselves?Just like in the Zhao Mansion, those 20 people took their meals to the courtyard in batches to eat.

Even Mrs. Lin didn't know how many people the young master had brought.

Ding Shitou and Zhao Jian had dinner in the house, and Ding Shitou led Zhao Jian to walk around the courtyard twice, and then went back to the house to make tea, using the aroma of tea instead of incense, which also made people look refreshed.

And they rubbed the ink and started writing again.

Driven by Ding Shitou to write for so many days, now in such a comfortable place, Ding Shitou suggested that Zhao Jian should write and read by himself.

A piece of rice paper was spread on the table, pressed on the paperweight, and touched the area carefully. Ding Shishito put the moistened brush into Zhao Jian's hand. Zhao Jian's expression was a little dignified, and the hand holding the brush trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)