I don't know how long, Qin Jian fell asleep in the past, but she didn't let go of her arm.

Qin Jian said nothing, but anyin was almost sure that he did what happened last night.

Although an Yin is concerned about Jin Peng.

But looking at Qin Jian asleep at the moment of a pale green, and his tired appearance, can't bear to wake him up again.

Think of Ding Hong is still in her room, help her look after Jin Peng.

He reached behind him and held him tightly around her arm. He wanted to move it gently, but he would wake up and dare not move again.

An hour went by.

Anyin suddenly heard Qin Jianqing say: "Wuling climate is changeable, sometimes cold and hot, goods are not easy to store, especially food and other things, in this environment, it is easy to get moldy. In order to prevent these things from deteriorating, Wuling people dug many cellars to store things. If you can dig an unknown tunnel here and connect with the cellar of the grocery store outside, and send people into the cellar of the grocery store, you will be able to send him away

Qin Jian gave an idea to an Yin, but also gave an Yin a difficult problem.

There are still Mu Jia Yin and Lian Yin living in the Tulou. Which one is vegetarian?

Is it not a joke to think that people do not know when they are digging tunnels?

"I can't, can I? If you can't, there's no way. "

Qin Jian finished, let her go, closed his eyes and continued to sleep in the past.

An Yin looks at Qin Jian for a moment, gets up and leaves with her hands and feet.

Back in her room, she found Ding Hong sitting on the sofa dozing off. She took a bed blanket and covered it.

Just approached, Ding Hong woke up, opened her eyes to see an Yin, a smile, "back."

"Well." Anyin thought of her this time, for several hours, she felt a little sad, "is Jinpeng OK?"

"Still like that." Ding Hong saw an Yin eyebrow frown, "what's the matter?"

An Yin said Qin Jian's words again.

"Dig a tunnel?" Ding Hong frowned, "I would dig a tunnel."

"Do you dig tunnels?" Anyin was a little surprised.

"Well, my ancestors were born by robbing tombs. If we do too many things that damage our moral integrity, we will never have a son, so we will not do it. However, I will do my best at home. It's just that this is a Tulou, and we live upstairs. We run down to dig tunnels and try to hide Mu Jiayin from them. It seems impossible. "

Anyin doesn't think it's a feasible way. "We'd better think of another way."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Anyin and Ding Hong exchange an eye, get up to open the door.

Standing outside the door were the servants of geqiao.

"Today, someone gave us a lot of fresh fruits to Dawang's family. Wang's family is very happy. Let me send some."

"Only for us, or for everyone?" Asked Ding Hong.

"Everyone has it."

Anyin took the fruit and gave the man a hundred yuan tip.

The man left with gratitude.

Wait for the door to close, looking at the hand of 100 yuan, the corner of the mouth is a skim, "stingy, give so little."

Just as he came out of the evening Jiayin, the servant saw it and joked, "yell, this is what the Miss Qin family gave you?"

The man was in a bad mood. When he was laughed, he was even more uncomfortable. He snorted, "the girl is afraid of acid and doesn't like to eat oranges. She took the oranges and gave them to Ding Hong. She didn't like them. I could only admit that I was in a bad mood."

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