Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 392 Put on his clothes
"Daughter-in-law..." Zhao Jian murmured, his tone brimming with infinite affection.

"Hey, sleep." Ding Shitou coaxed.

"My lady..." Zhao Jian called out again, with tenderness like water.

"Stop talking!" Ding Shitou patted him on the back.

"Oh..." Zhao Jian buried his face in the pillow with a frustrated face.

Ding Shitou knew that he had been wronged, and couldn't bear it, so he hummed softly.

"Daughter-in-law, can't you sing well, I can't hear you clearly." Zhao Jian turned her head to protest.

"I let you hear clearly, can you still sleep well? How can I sleep if you don't sleep?" Ding Shitou patted him unhappily again.

"..." Zhao Jian buried his face in the pillow again.Thinking of him as a majestic lord, to be scolded by a little girl several times, and to touch his hands and feet, is really aggrieved.

Hmph, when the night of the bridal chamber comes, he will let her know what Fu Gang is.

Ding Shitou couldn't help laughing at the deflated man's face all the time, but her priority now was to lull him to sleep, so she kept repeating the lullaby.

The hand massage is also mainly to relieve the tendons and muscles, so that he can relax completely.

Ding Shitou has been humming a song, moving his fingers dexterously, slowly going up...

Zhao Jian fell asleep suddenly, and the last memory was Ding Shitou's gentle voice.

"Grandpa, are you asleep? Shitou's hands are tired, take a rest." Ding Shitou touched Zhao Jian's sleeping point and yelled again worriedly.

Zhao Jian didn't respond, so she turned him around with confidence and let him lie flat.

"Master, did you fall asleep so soon?" Ding Shitou lay on Zhao Jian's body, and after listening to his heartbeat for a while, there was no abnormality, and his face was calm and normal, and then he slowly got up.

"It's convenient for Shitou to go." Ding Shitou lightly got off the bed, opened the double curtain with his shoes, checked the doors and windows, and walked quickly to the wardrobe.

He opened the closet and took out a set of Zhao Jian's clothes, put on his clothes, and put his own on the bed.

Putting on the servant hat assigned to her by the Zhao Mansion before, she immediately got under the bed from the other side.

How could Zhao Jian, who was in a deep sleep, know that Ding Shishitou was back to his old business, prying open the floor tiles under his bed to dig a tunnel.

Both the small shovel and the small planting hoe were taken out of the space. For this day, she communicated with the space master for a long time and practiced many times.

Of course, precious things still dare not be placed in the space, even the space will swallow her night pearls, and gold, silver and jewelry are not necessarily safe.

Therefore, in addition to the house title deed, only a few simple and small items were placed.

Like the small hoe and shovel this time, there are also portable daggers and hats.

Of course, the space was blurry, and she didn't dare to put the change of clothes in, what if it came out covered with dust or even mud?
After all, the things that come out of the space are scattered fruits and melons, and these are things that grow in the soil, she dare not take risks.

Anyway, there are a lot of Zhao Jian's clothes here, and he doesn't lack a change of clothes.

Ding Shitou focused on digging for a whole afternoon. When it was already dark under the bed, he suddenly heard the sound of soil rushing.

She tried harder, and saw a dark hole appearing underneath. She was overjoyed, and quickly lit the torch to take a picture.

Then I found that the marking hoe was placed inside, and the end of the tunnel she and Ding Dian had dug had already exceeded the target by about one meter and reached the middle of the house.

(End of this chapter)