Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Ewha, do you miss me?"

He Zhiqiang looked at her seriously and asked.

"Think about it, why don't you want to?"

Yan Lihua tilted her head and said to him.

"Since you miss me, why doesn't the first sentence say you miss me? Instead, you want to watch a TV series?"

He Zhiqiang sat at the table, looked at her and asked.

Yan Lihua grinned, bent down and poured him a cup of tea with a thermos bottle.

"That's not too boring at home, and there's nothing to do after eating."

Yan Lihua sat next to him, looked at him and said.

"Then if you have nothing to do, I'll find something for you to do. Later, you have to go out to work with me."

He Zhiqiang picked up the teacup, took a sip, looked at her and said.

If you have nothing to do, go to work with him.

"Okay, Zhiqiang, what do you want me to do for you?"

Hearing what he said, Yan Lihua immediately regained her spirits.

"Let's go, let's watch TV while eating."

He Zhiqiang held the lunch box on the table and took Yan Lihua's hand to finish speaking.

The next second appeared on the sofa in the villa.

"TV, Zhiqiang, you are so kind."

Yan Lihua danced excitedly when she saw the TV series in front of her, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

He Zhiqiang looked at her dotingly, opened the lunch box and put it on the table.

He got up and walked to the kitchen, took two pairs of chopsticks, and sat back on the sofa with two empty bowls.

"Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

He Zhiqiang picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and tasted it. The taste was just right, but the heat did not rise.

However, the three dishes are all warm and not cold, so there is no need to heat them in the microwave.

"Understood, Zhiqiang, mua."

Yan Lihua took the chopsticks and kissed him on the cheek.

"Hurry up and eat."

He Zhiqiang grinned so much that his mouth reached to the base of his ears, took a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, and put it in her bowl.

Yan Lihua held the bowl in both hands, nodded to her, and then watched Qiong Yao's drama intently.

All afternoon, He Zhiqiang lay on the sofa and watched TV dramas with her.

He Zhiqiang looked at her, crying and laughing for a while, a little inexplicable!

He couldn't bear to watch these bloody plots, but he didn't expect Yan Lihua to cry so much.

After lying down for almost two or three hours, he was really flustered, so he went to the vegetable field to look at the vegetables, and they were almost ready to eat.

Before leaving, I watered the vegetable field by the way.

At six o'clock, He Zhiqiang sat at the dining table and watched Yan Lihua bring over a large bowl of wild pork.

Why does this wild boar look more and more familiar?Isn't this the stewed pig's head he cooked the day before yesterday?

"Zhiqiang, I see that you also put the pork head in the pot without moving it, so I just heated it up."

Yan Lihua put the big bowl of pork head meat on the table and said to him.

"If you don't tell me I've forgotten, just eat a few steamed buns."

He Zhiqiang looked at the stewed pig's head that was boiled to the bone, and swallowed.

With a flick of consciousness, four big steamed buns appeared in his hand.

The things in the space only need to be taken with his consciousness.

"Zhiqiang, is this steamed bun real or fake?"

Yan Lihua rubbed her eyes, looked at him in disbelief, and asked with the steamed bun in her hand.

In the blink of an eye, he took four steamed buns?

She obviously didn't see He Zhiqiang getting up to take the steamed buns!

"Is this steamed bun really eaten? It's a secret, and you can't tell others."

He Zhiqiang handed her a steamed bun and said to her mysteriously.

"Understood, I definitely won't say it."

Yan Lihua took the steamed bun and took a bite, her eyes widened. It was really a steamed bun.

"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, we're going to work in Qin's Village."

He Zhiqiang chomped on the steamed buns and said to him.

Tonight's task is difficult and a little dangerous.

You can't just put the chickens, ducks, and geese in the space into the bamboo baskets, but also put the bamboo baskets on the mountain, otherwise what will those people do if they lead people to catch him?

This can also be regarded as speculation, it is even more serious!

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yan Lihua ate the pork head and said to him.

She hadn't tasted this taste in the past 19 years.

He Zhiqiang nodded, and speeded up his meal, and the two of them didn't talk anymore.

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Qinjiacun

"Zhiqiang, I'm a little scared, why are you going up the mountain?"

Yan Lihua tightly grabbed He Zhiqiang's arm, clinging to him, and slowly walked up the mountain.

"Ewha, what are you afraid of? With me here, don't be afraid, even if a blind man comes, I can kill him."

He Zhiqiang turned his head to look at her, smiled and said.

It's dark today, but he's still holding a flashlight to illuminate it!

"Really? You can't lie to me!"

Yan Lihua tugged at his arm, looked at the darkness in front of her, and shrank her neck.

What are you doing up the mountain at night?

"Isn't it that you haven't entered the mountain yet? Are you scared? Let's just find a place near here if we don't go into the mountain."

He Zhiqiang took a flashlight to the left and then to the right. He wanted to choose a place suitable for bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets.

"it is good."

Yan Lihua held back the panic in her heart and said to him.

He Zhiqiang held Yan Lihua's hand tightly with one hand, and held a flashlight in the other, and took a picture of the surroundings.

"Okay, that's it."

He Zhiqiang took a flashlight and looked at the place on the left. The trees were a little sparse, just right for bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets.

"Ah? What's that?"

Yan Lihua looked at the place where his flashlight was shining, it didn't seem to make any difference?

Could it be that He Zhiqiang really wanted to do something to her?

He Zhiqiang looked at Yan Lihua with a terrified expression, and smiled. Could it be that he was delusional?

"Let's go down the mountain and bring up those bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets from the bottom of the mountain."

When Yan Lihua heard what he said, she realized that she was wrong.

At the foot of the mountain, He Zhiqiang was carrying bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, and Yan Lihua was holding a flashlight to help him guide the way.

He Zhiqiang can carry fifty bamboo baskets at a time, and a dozen bamboo baskets.

Yan Lihua followed behind him, admiring her as a five-body cast.

Her husband is also great.

In about 10 minutes, He Zhiqiang and Yan Lihua moved 100 bamboo baskets and baskets to the mountain.

This distance is only a dozen meters from the foot of the mountain.

It can't be too far, and it can't be too close. It's easy to run when you run!

More importantly, he has to put all these things in the space when he runs.

He Zhiqiang held a flashlight and looked at the bamboo baskets and baskets, feeling full of accomplishment.

"Okay, you take the flashlight, and I will release the chicken."

He Zhiqiang handed over the flashlight and said to her.