Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

After lunch, Han Yingxue cleaned up the dishes, and the family sat in Mrs. Zhao's room and chatted.

Zhao Tiangang and Mrs. Zhao haven't seen each other for a long time, so the siblings naturally have endless things to say.

Zhao Tiangang praised Han Yingxue from time to time.

Han Yingxue brought the cloth in, smiled at Mrs. Zhao, "Mother, I've bought the cloth, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Although she knows a lot of things, she is really not good at embroidering clothes.

"Ah, Xue'er, this is the colored cloth you bought!" Mrs. Zhao touched the material in surprise, and it looked really good. The price of this cloth is probably much more expensive than usual, right?

"The colored cloth is so pretty!" Han Yingxue twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled playfully.

"Big sister, what Xueer said is right, girls should buy this kind of colored cloth, and it looks good in clothes. I think Xueer looks more and more handsome this way, and she must look good in bright clothes!" Zhao Tiangang said naively. said with a smile.

Is this complimenting her beauty? But she liked to hear it.

In fact, the original owner's facial features are quite delicate, but he has suffered from long-term malnutrition, looks too thin, and his skin is sallow.

These days, the days are better and the food is better. The face is also rounder, and naturally looks much better.

"Yes yes yes!" Mrs. Zhao echoed with a smile: "My Xue'er is wearing a dress made of colored cloth and going out for a walk. It is estimated that the threshold of my family has been broken by the marriage proposal!"

"Haha..." Zhao Tiangang also laughed.

Han Yingxue's mouth twitched. "Mother, if someone else heard this, are you ashamed?"

"Didn't mother say this at home!"

"..."

"Hey, Xue'er. Is this silk?" Zhao's hands stroked the silky silk. She hadn't noticed the silk before. Because she doesn't recognize it, and no one in the village has seen it worn live, and this thing is not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Yeah, my little sister has prickly heat, isn't it? Buying a piece of silk can make her two sets of clothes!"

"This thing is expensive, right?" Mrs. Zhao touched it gently with her hand, for fear of damaging the silk.

"It's a bit expensive, but we can still afford it! In the future, we can live frugally!" Han Yingxue didn't want to talk about the price of the silk either, if she said one or two and a half silver, it is estimated that Zhao's heart will be distressed for a long time.

"Mother, you make a set for my little sister first, and then for Ying Wu, mine is the last!" Han Yingxue pointed to the dark blue cloth and said, "This is a colored cloth for Ying Wu. "

"Okay. Mother is fine, I guess I can make a set in two days. Xiaoxiao's clothes are small, I guess I can finish them in a day!"

"Mother, I'll thread a needle for you, so you can teach me too." Han Yingxia came up to Mrs. Zhao and said coquettishly.

"Alright, alright, my mother will teach you. From now on, my Xia'er can learn needlework well, so she can find a good husband!" Zhao said with a loving smile on her face.

"Mom, how do you say these words? I'm still young, okay, and my sister is standing in front of me, why are you talking about me!"

"Haha, you're right!" Mrs. Zhao looked at Han Yingxue. Pulling her to her, he said with a smile: "Xue'er, can you also learn how to make clothes from your mother?"

make clothes!

Han Yingxue smiled helplessly, she was really not interested in this thing. In the past, I was used to wielding knives and guns, but I prefer to do some physical work.

"Mom, you and Ying Xia are enough, I... don't want to learn."

"You..." Mrs. Zhao stroked Han Yingxue's forehead lovingly, and said dotingly, "Then I won't learn. The future mother will make clothes for you!"