Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Xue'er, even if your hands are good, I can still feed you!" Zhao Qishan's smirk flashed across his mouth.

Han Yingxue looked at Zhao Qishan with eyes straight, and asked, "You are so attentive, what exactly do you want?"

"Xue'er, I just want to care about you, what are you thinking about?"

really?

She doesn't believe it.

"No, I want to eat by myself!"

"Oh well……"

Zhao Qishan handed the job bowl to Han Yingxue.

Han Yingxue lowered his head and started eating.

Today's dinner is not bad, tamales, scrambled eggs with leeks, Chinese cabbage and cold cucumber.

"Why are you looking at me, go and eat yourself!" Han Yingxue urged.

Zhao Qishan had been sitting next to her and staring at her eating, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I'm not hungry, I'll eat after you finish eating!"

Who are you kidding? The "rice bucket" in the weekdays, when it's meal time, actually says that he is not hungry?

"Hurry up and eat, hurry up and eat, don't keep watching me eat, I won't be able to eat any more," Han Yingxue said unhappily.

"Why can't you eat?" Zhao Qishan asked puzzled.

"..."

Just can't eat, do you need a reason?

"Anyway, go and eat quickly, or I won't be happy!"

"Okay, then I'll eat!"

When Han Yingxue watched Zhao Qishan leave, his heart became so tight.

This guy sat so close to her just now, and looked at her silently with tenderness, it's no wonder she can eat it.

Hey, Han Yingxue felt that Zhao Qishan's charming face would definitely hurt others and her in the future!

After dinner, it was already dark.

Han Yingxue's feet still hurt.

Mrs. Zhao entered the house and checked Han Yingxue's feet.

"Ah, Xue'er, my feet haven't swelled up since I just came back, and now my feet are really swollen!" Madam Zhao looked at Han Yingxue's feet with distress.

Han Yingxue herself didn't pay attention. Looking at it now, it is really swollen.

No wonder it hurts so much!

"Xue'er, you have to rub this foot, otherwise it will hurt badly. It's hard to heal!"

"Yeah!" Han Yingxue nodded, it was time to rub her. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to go to town to cook tomorrow.

"Rubbing this foot is easy for people who belong to the tiger. It's a pity that no one in our family is a tiger!" Zhao said after talking.

There is such a saying?

Several black lines appeared on Han Yingxue's forehead, but he knew that the country people believed in such a statement.

"Auntie, I'm a tiger, I'll rub it for Xueer!" Zhao Qishan said courteously.

Mrs. Zhao was silent for a while, the feet of this ancient woman cannot be shown to men casually.

But Xueer's feet had to be rubbed. Let people who belong to the tiger rub it, and it will get better soon.

During these days, the Zhao family also regarded Zhao Qishan as a family.

Let him rub Xueer's feet, it should be fine, right?

"Okay, then you come!"

"Well, good, Auntie!"

Mrs. Zhao poured a little sesame oil into the bowl, brought it over, and asked Zhao Qishan to rub some sesame oil on his hands, so that when it was rubbed by Xue'er, it would be smoother to push.

"Ah, it hurts~" Han Yingxue cried out in pain.

She didn't intend to hold back the pain, so she cried out when she felt the pain. If it was in the previous life, no matter how painful it was, I would bear it in my heart.

"Xue'er, bear with it, it hurts now, just rub it, otherwise it will hurt tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and for a while!"

"Um!"

Of course she knows this.

When kneading, she had to rub it hard. Han Yingxue bit her lower lip, hoping that her feet would get better soon.