Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Han Yingxue faced the light, Zhao Qishan faced the light.

The sunlight coming in from the window fell on him.

Han Yingxue only felt that the man standing in front of him at this moment was unusually tall and handsome.

She suddenly felt that if this man lived with them all the time, maybe it would be very good.

"Thank you..." Han Yingxue said softly, her cheeks turned suspiciously red.

"Xue'er, why are you and I being polite?" The smile on the corner of Zhao Qishan's mouth deepened, and there was a hint of pampering in his tone towards her.

"..."

It's uncomfortable to be stared at by a few pairs of small eyes next to her. It seems that such ambiguity is not good for children to see.

It took an hour or two, and the dumplings were finally wrapped.

One by one small and exquisite placed on the table.

There are a lot of fillings made of shepherd's purse and meat, so there are also a lot of dumplings. It is estimated that there are hundreds of them.

Zhao Tian just came back from the field, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Even in the afternoon, when the sun was a little darker, it was still very hot to do things.

Zhao Tiangang wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down.

Picked up the cattail fan and fanned it.

"Xue'er, I planted the vegetables for you, and watered them once. The weather is very hot, so I water them again every evening, otherwise the vegetable seeds will not sprout. Use urine ginseng water every five or six days to apply water. Some fat, it can be eaten in more than half a month." Zhao Tiangang reminded.

It's a pity that he doesn't live next to him, otherwise he can just help with the vegetable garden.

Now that the eldest sister is not yet confinement, she can only rely on Xue'er for everything.

"Oh, I got it. Uncle, you've worked hard, drink some herbal tea!" Han Yingxue brought over a cup of herbal tea and handed it to Zhao Tiangang.

After drinking herbal tea, people really feel much more comfortable.

Zhao Tiangang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xue'er, I'll be back later. Otherwise I won't be able to make dinner!" Zhao Tiangang said leisurely.

At his eldest sister's house, the family was friendly and warm, and he was really reluctant to go back.

But he is a man after all, this is not his "home", there is still a lot of work to do, and he still has to go back.

"I've finished making dumplings too, I'll go and pack them for you right away!"

When Zhao Tiangang came here, he brought a bamboo basket, which happened to be a good place to put dumplings in it, so that Zhao Tiangang could carry it back.

Han Yingxue took out a washed colored cloth and spread it on the bottom of the basket, and placed the dumplings neatly.

"Uncle, you can take these eggs home. I have three hens in my house, and the eggs are enough to eat!" Han Yingxue said, and put the eggs brought by Zhao Tiangang in the bamboo basket, and asked him to take them with him. go back.

Ten eggs are also precious things in the farm family. Her uncle's life is even poorer than hers, so naturally this good thing cannot be accepted.

"Xue'er, give it to your mother, uncle finally came here, why did you ask me to bring the food back?" Zhao Tiangang said hastily.

"Uncle, didn't I just ask you to bring the eggs back? I took the brown sugar and cornflour. The eggs are indeed enough for the family! Look, there are still a dozen eggs left at home!" Han Yingxue pretended Take out the eggs in the basket and let Zhao Tiangang have a look.

"Oh... that's fine!"

Since the eldest sister has enough to eat, he can take it home. There is nothing to eat at home, so cook one or two for his mother every day, and his mother's health should get better faster.

Zhao Tiangang went to Mrs. Zhao's room to chat a few more words, and seeing that it was getting late, he picked up the bamboo basket and went back.

Han Yingxue looked at the many dumplings left on the table, wondering whether to boil them or fry them in oil.