Although Qiu Chenghao was scrubbing, his heart was hanging, he was really afraid that Tian Miao would jump up and hug his waist when he was washing clothes, because since he had the idea of divorce in his heart, he didn't want to follow her anymore, especially in that matter.

However, Tian Miao not only did not stalk him, but also went back to the house by himself, which seemed to be a little too big.

The room was already dark, Tian Miao pulled the lamp rope hanging next to the wall next to the kang, and the dim fifteen-watt tungsten light bulb above his head lit up.

Looking at the big kang covered with felt, Tian Miao's heart suddenly chuckled, it's night, it's time to sleep, she and Qiu Chenghao are going to sleep on a kang, if he wants to do something, what can she do?

No, resolutely no, she really accepts incompetence for the emotionless and whatever.

She quickly closed the two hall doors, and when she found that there were no latches on them, she blocked the square stool that was placed next to the table of the Eight Immortals behind the door.

The door was slived, but the stool was too light to withstand a push.

The two compartments of the cabinet were filled with buds, the heaviest thing in the hall, and I tried it, but I couldn't move it.

The Eight Immortals Table is lightweight, and the wardrobe is not heavy when it is empty, Tian Miao moved the Eight Immortals Table over, and then stacked the wardrobe on the Eight Immortals Table.

I pulled the door and didn't move, but now it's finally okay.

When Qiu Chenghao hung up the washed things, it was already completely dark, he looked at the hall with the lights on, and then at the east corner house where they slept, and after thinking about it, he turned around and walked out of the house.

After the arrangement was made, Tian Miao leaned against the door and listened to the movement outside, but except for the occasional dog barking in the village, there was no movement in the courtyard.

Tian Miao was not at ease, so she went to the kang again and looked into the courtyard through the hole in the grid window covered with paper.

By the moonlight, I could only vaguely see the quilt hanging on the wire swaying with the breeze, but I couldn't see Qiu Chenghao's figure.

Without a watch or a clock, Tian Miao couldn't tell what time it was.

But it doesn't matter so much, since it's dark, then turn off the light and sleep, as long as she sleeps, Qiu Chenghao won't wake her up or something, and she also 'locked' the door, not afraid of him breaking in.

Tian Miao's heart was slightly relieved, she took off her coat and prepared to sleep, but except for the felt, there were no pillows, quilts or anything like that in this room.

With a bitter face, Tian Miao folded his coat and lay down under his head.

It was fine when I first lay down, but after about a minute, it was like countless ants gnawing on the exposed skin of the simple vest, which was itchy and painful.

Lying down for a while, even the back protected by the vest has such a painful and itchy feeling.

Tian Miao turned over with a bone, looked at the felt, and had no love on his face, and the hardboard could bear it, but the feeling of these 10,000 ants gnawing was really incompetent.

There was no way, Tian Miao had to put on her coat and lie down with her hands on her pillow.

Fortunately, the outer coat is a thick polyester cloth, which finally succeeded in blocking the 'ants' on the felt.

Lying down, his arms began to go numb, and there was a tight pain in his stomach, Tian Miao remembered that he hadn't been to the hut since he woke up.

Leaning on the window and looking at it again, to make sure that there was no figure in the courtyard, Tian Miao got off the kang and struggled to move the table and wardrobe of the Eight Immortals.

Like a thief, he opened the door of the hall and made sure that the courtyard was empty again, and then quickly rushed out to a thatched house.

When she came back, she rushed to the East Corner House.

In addition to the worn-out cotton piled on the box, there was only a blanket-like sheet under the pillow on the kang, with patches, which was only enough for one person, Tian Miao hesitated for a moment, and finally took a piece of clothing from the box, hugged a pillow, and went to the hall.

Pillowing the old-fashioned pillow with round lumps, coupled with the fear that Qiu Chenghao might come back and push the door at any time, Tian Miao tossed and turned for a while at the beginning of the period, but maybe it was because he was tired of tossing and turning, and he actually fell asleep in the back.

Qiu Chenghao, who made up his mind not to eat Tian Miao tonight, grinded in the old house until eleven o'clock, and then returned home.

The house was dark, Qiu Chenghao's tense heart couldn't help but relax, it seemed that he couldn't wait for him, Tian Miao slept first.

He walked to the door of the hall and stretched out his hand to push the door, but he couldn't push it, so he had to turn around and walk to the door of the east corner house.

The door was wide open, but Qiu Chenghao still kept an eye on it, walked in cautiously, stood on the edge of the kang, adapted to the darkness, and made sure that there was no one on the kang, so he turned on the electric light.

The sheets he folded on the kang showed signs of being pulled, and the two pillows that should have been on them were now one.

Closing the door, Qiu Chenghao hesitated for a moment, and finally went to the latch, he was really a little unsure of what kind of moth Tian Miao was going to produce tonight.

Worried, Qiu Chenghao was half-asleep and half-awake all night, when the sky was numb and bright, he simply got up, tossed in the kitchen for a while, ate some breakfast by himself, and then went out with a sickle.

Although the kang of the hardboard board is a little diaphragmatic, and the old-fashioned pillow with round bumps also makes the neck very uncomfortable, Tian Miao slept soundly this night, and slept directly until the third pole of the day.