Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Cousin, how do you know that venison is delicious?" Han Yingwu asked curiously.

"I've eaten today!" Zhao Qishan smiled slightly, the venison was specially left by Xueer for him to eat.

"Hey, sister, I really want to try it too!" Han Yingwu licked the corner of his mouth.

Pork is delicious enough, better than pork, it must be delicious.

"Soon!" Han Yingxue laughed.

The rice is also stuffy. The rice cooked on the stove is much more fragrant than the rice cooked in the modern rice cooker. The rice made by this primitive and natural method is very delicious.

The fire in the stove was burning, and layers of white mist rose from the stove.

The rising mist condensed into small water droplets on Han Yingxue's temples.

Zhao Qishan stood aside, stretched out his hand, and gently lifted the water droplets from Han Yingxue's hair.

The two looked at each other briefly for a few seconds, and Han Yingxue stopped looking at him.

Zhao Qishan stood quietly by the side, for some reason, he felt that Xueer's serious appearance was so beautiful when she was cooking, it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, and it was so beautiful that it made people's heart beat.

"Big sister, Xueer is really capable. I can smell the smell of cooking in the kitchen. Xueer's cooking skills are better than her aunt's!" Zhao Tiangang couldn't help but praised.

Mentioning Han Yingxue, Mrs. Zhao showed a proud smile on her face. Her Xue'er is naturally capable. Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "You will know when you try Xue'er's handicraft later. My mother's handicraft is also inferior to her. During this period of confinement, Xue'er tried her best Make me all kinds of delicious food, look, my face is fatter!"

Zhao Tiangang also smiled innocently, "You are not fat, but your complexion is much better, and you look younger than before."

Mrs. Zhao also nodded with a smile. Now her body has improved a lot, and she has enough milk. Han Xiaoxiao eats a lot of milk, and now she looks a little fleshy.

"Is my mother okay?" asked Zhao.

"My mother..." Zhao Tiangang was silent for a while.

"Brother, what happened to our mother?"

"No... nothing..." Zhao Tiangang pulled out a smile.

After all, Mrs. Zhao lived with Zhao Tiangang since she was a child, and she also knew that her elder brother would not lie on weekdays, and if he lied, his ears would turn red.

Looking at Zhao Tiangang's reddened ears, Zhao couldn't help asking: "Brother, what are you hiding from me? What's wrong with our mother?"

"My mother..." Zhao Tiangang revealed a trace of sadness, and sighed deeply. Said: "Mother accidentally fell when she was on the ground and broke her leg."

"What?" Zhao's heart tightened, her mother broke her leg at this age, how could her body bear it.

It's no wonder that only Zhao Tiangang came here today. In the past, every time she gave birth, her mother would come to see her. This time she had a miscarriage, her mother was probably worried to death. If he hadn't broken his leg, he would definitely have rushed here long ago.

People in the confinement period, Zhao Tiangang knew that they should not be stimulated, so he comforted Zhao Shi: "Don't worry, big sister, my mother is recuperating on the bed now, I will take good care of our mother."

"Has my mother asked a doctor to look at it?" Zhao asked, her uncle's family is also very poor, and she doesn't know if she has the money to hire a doctor for her mother.

"Please, the doctor said it's nothing serious, but you have to cultivate yourself."

Mrs. Zhao nodded, feeling a little more at ease. It's just that he is recuperating in bed, and he has to make up his body. This uncle's family is poor, and there are three children, and the land is only a fraction of an acre. Food has become a problem. Where can I get the money to buy things for her mother? eat it.