In the middle of the night, Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned and still couldn't sleep.

As soon as I close my eyes, the pool of blood left on the bamboo board is in my mind.

There are also the crossbow arrows scattered on the ground.

In the darkness, her ears stood up, catching the wind and grass outside.

Suddenly, a strange sound came into my ears.

Someone!

Her whole body tightened suddenly, she picked up the iron rod and quietly left the house.

He lurked towards the direction where the strange movement had just been heard.

The sound came from outside the backyard door.

Could it be that the two thieves who suffered a loss last time are determined to be evil again?

Okay, my aunt will ask you to come and go tonight!

She leaned against the wall, avoiding the mechanism, and squatted down.

Focus on the wall above.

As long as someone over there comes in, he'll be knocked down with a sap.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no sound at all from the other side of the courtyard wall.

She was surprised.

Could it be that the strange movement just now was an illusion?

He lurked for a while, holding his breath and concentrating.

It was still very quiet outside the courtyard wall.

It seems that there is really no one left.

She stood up and planned to turn around and go back to the house, but suddenly she felt a little suffocated.

Forget it, now that I'm out, I'll just go to the toilet and put down the water.

Pulling the bolt of the courtyard door open, the moment she stepped out.

A black cloud suddenly covered the moon above.

Her eyebrows suddenly tightened, she picked up the iron rod in her hand and smashed it diagonally in a direction.

In the shadow on the side, a dark figure flashed past.

She even avoided her calculated direction and angle!

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

You thief, you're not bad at it!

Take another stick from my sister.

He picked up the stick, threw it into the wind, and chased after him again.

The figure made a few flashes and came to the firewood pile behind the latrine, and suddenly disappeared.

Damn it, did you fall into the opponent's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain?

She was about to turn around when a voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Qing'er, don't panic, it's me!"

Such a familiar voice.

Tang Yazi?

She turned around slightly and saw him walking around from the other side of the firewood stack.

At this time, the wind blew away the black cloud again, and the moonlight shone down again.

It shines as bright as day.

A tall figure stood in front of her.

He smiled slightly and looked at her tenderly.

"Ah? You don't sleep at night, why are you here?"

She put down the iron rod in her hand and walked over quickly.

He reached out and gently held her hand.

"If you can't sleep, come here and take a walk." He said lightly.

Can't sleep?

She raised an eyebrow.

Thinking of something, she asked him: "Honestly, have you been like this every night during these days?"

He was startled for a moment and said nothing.

Seeing his reaction, she understood.

No wonder he looked more tired every day in the past few days, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He said it was caused by drinking tea at night and being unable to sleep.

It turns out that he drank tea at night to refresh himself, so he came to guard her yard?

"You silly boy, how could you do this!"

After thinking about everything, she felt distressed and moved at the same time.

"You have to take care of the restaurant during the day and guard the yard at night. If you don't get enough sleep for a long time, you will wear down your body!"

She couldn't help scolding him, with anxiety in her voice.

Passed into his ears, and he could clearly feel the worry!

He curled his lips and smiled, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"You're just talking about me, so why are you different?"

He chuckled.

His big hands lovingly stroked the top of her hair.

"Didn't I tell you? If you sleep peacefully at night, the thief will not come again. You won't listen either," he said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

"When a crow lands on a pig's back, let's not blame anyone!"

He laughed again.

"So between us, who is the crow and who is the pig?" he asked.

She was surprised and smiled.

"Stop talking about this, let's go back to sleep. The thieves probably won't come," she urged.

But he shook his head: "Qing'er, go back and sleep quickly, I have a place to sleep."

"Ah? Where?" she asked.

Her eyes immediately fell on the firewood pile beside her, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

But he nodded: "It's quite warm in the firewood stack. You can go back. I won't leave until the rooster crows for the first time."

But she didn't leave. She walked over and bent down to look into the dim stack of firewood.

"How many nights have you been sleeping here?" she asked.

"Um."

"Hehe, it looks interesting," she said.

Turning around, she raised her head and looked at him with bright eyes.

"I have never slept on a pile of firewood and hay in my life, so I will sleep here tonight," she said.

Hearing her words, he was surprised.

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, he said a little worriedly: "That's not possible. There is no quilt and the hole is narrow. Your whole body will be sore when you wake up tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "It's okay if you don't have a quilt, the wind can't get in here."

"It doesn't matter if the hole is narrow, let's squeeze in to keep it warmer!"

Soon, she got a little excited and got into the hole of the firewood pile.

"Don't be confused, come in!"

She greeted inside.

"Um!"
To be continued...