Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 705 Zhao Jian's heart is as cold as ice
Ding Shitou came out from the back room and found that Zhao Jian was helped out of the yard by Li Kan, not surprised.

But she didn't think too much about it, after all, it's not convenient for her herself now, and she feels at ease with Li Kan's support.

She glanced at the table and smiled unconsciously.

The four words Zhao Jian left on the table: Tranquility and far-reaching.

His handwriting is getting better and better, and the distance between each word is also well grasped.

Although it is definitely not as good as he used to be, it is already remarkable to be able to practice calligraphy to the point where others can't see eye problems without being able to see.

Under the peach blossom tree, Zhao Jian's heart was as cold as ice.

"Master, what should we do now?" Li Kan reported the news brought back by Ye Bai, and looked at Zhao Jian worriedly.

"Go and inform everyone, and prepare to go back." Zhao Jian said slowly with an indifferent expression.

"lady……"

"She can't go!" Zhao Jian's expression froze, his hands clenched into fists, and his breathing was heavy, "Let their mother and son stay in the folk."

"...Yes." Li Kan took the order.

Zhao Jian turned around and walked back to the village road slowly, step by step, although slow, but steady.

This is a place that I have walked countless times, and the location and distance are all in my heart.

"Is writing boring?" At the gate of the courtyard, Ding Shitou looked at the person who came back with a smile, and was very satisfied with his current changes.

Probably after the news of her pregnancy was confirmed, he always wanted to become stronger and take care of her.

"Would you be angry if I didn't bring you with me?" Zhao Jian stretched out his hand to hold Ding Shitou's hand, his voice a little tight.

"How could it be?" Ding Shitou raised his smiling face and didn't care.

"Good wife." Zhao Jian raised his hand to caress her cheek.

Although she couldn't see it, she was already familiar with the touch. Compared with the free and easy boy back then, now she is more and more feminine.

his sweetheart...

Ding Shitou was ashamed of Zhao Jian's intimate behavior at the gate of the courtyard, who knew that he was hugged tightly in his arms the next moment, and he was not surprised.

"Master, what's the matter?" Ding Shitou raised his face and looked at him in surprise.

"Thinking of the delicate and fragrant peach blossoms, but I can't see you with my eyes, I always have some regrets."

Zhao Jian murmured in a low voice, very melancholy.

Not far behind, Li Kan clenched his fists with his lowered hands, and his sword eyebrows were also tightly knit.

In the past two years, the relationship between the master and Shi Shi, they are naturally seen as subordinates.

And they also change from precaution, indulgence, and worry to gratitude and trust.

Without stones, the master's current situation must be very bad.

But with the stone, they found Dr. Meng to detoxify;
With the stone, they saw the master come out of the gloom step by step;

With the stone, he saved the master's life many times, took good care of him, and gave birth to children for him;
With stones, their subordinates can feel at ease every day...

Ding Shitou obviously didn't expect Zhao Jian to say such a thing, he couldn't help being stunned, then stood on tiptoe, and lightly pecked his cool lips.

"But I'm in your arms, within your reach."

So, so what if you can't see it?
"Daughter-in-law, it's great to have you." Zhao Jian reluctantly hugged the person in his arms, feeling so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Why did he even lose the opportunity to live quietly among the people?
Why did those people still refuse to let him go when he backed down so far?

It is absolutely impossible for people to know that he has heirs among the people.

On the second day, Zhao Jian went to the resumption class and assigned a bunch of homework directly, and let them study by themselves.

He also said that the teacher introduced the door, and the study is on the individual. After all, it is not an enlightenment class. You don’t have to rely on the teacher for everything, you have to learn to think for yourself.

(End of this chapter)