Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Han Yingju heard it. Also angry!

She didn't do it on purpose! Besides, it's all her sister's fault! If it wasn't for her sister being lazy. She also doesn't drop the bucket on the ground so it doesn't break!

"Who told you to be lazy! Who told you not to work! You big slob, you don't know how to be shy, and you will definitely not be able to marry in the future!"

"You, you, you..." Han Yinglan pointed at Han Yingju with her plump fingers, but Ju'er actually said that to her.

Talking about marriage is a taboo in Han Yinglan's heart. She is also seventeen, and other girls have already been proposed to her. But until now, no one has come to her door to say goodbye to her.

Although I am not in a hurry to get married, I still feel very uncomfortable.

Now when Han Yingju said it, the anger in Han Yinglan's heart was aroused.

Getting up from the ground with some difficulty, Han Yinglan rushed in front of Han Yingju, and the two began to fight.

Han Yingxue, who was sitting by the side under the shade of a tree, happened to catch this good show in his eyes.

Two people were seen wrestling together. Han Yingxue couldn't help laughing out loud.

Two big idiots! Ha ha!

After Zhao Qishan finished pouring the water, he came to Han Yingxue to follow her and saw her smiling happily.

Cher looks so pretty when she smiles.

"Xue'er, I've finished watering it!" Zhao Qishan said.

Han Yingxue glanced at the wet vegetable field. nodded. Containing the smile on his face, he greeted Zhao Qishan: "Go back after pouring!"

"Um!"

The two got up and walked back. Han Yinglan and Han Yingju fought even harder.

Both of them looked like they were trying their best, their hair was like a chicken coop, and their faces were bruised.

"Xue'er, what were you laughing at?" Zhao Qishan asked curiously.

"Saw a good show!"

"Oh..." Zhao Qishan responded. But still don't quite understand.

Simple dinner.

Han Yingxue fried the chive flowers brought by Hu Xiaoyu, and it tastes so delicious after a long time.

Now the three old hens in the family can lay two or three chickens every day. There are barely enough eggs at home.

"Xue'er, look at the clothes I made today!" Mrs. Zhao smiled and handed the small clothes to Han Yingxue.

Children's clothes are small and quick to make. Mrs. Zhao made a set after one day of work.

"Mother, you are such a good girl!" Han Yingxue exclaimed.

The clothes made by this fine stitching must be particularly strong. The style of the clothes is also nice.

"Yeah, my mother used to be in the village, and she was the best female celebrity! Just because of this reputation. I don't know how many matchmakers came to my house and wanted to marry me!" Zhao said, as if she had returned to that time.

At that time, she was about the same age as Xue'er, and now she has become the mother of several children. The time flies too fast!

"Mother, you are becoming more and more shameless now!" Han Yingxue laughed.

Mrs. Zhao laughed happily a few times, and said: "Mother just told you in front of you, is there anything to be ashamed of in front of her own children?"

"Mother, if you say that, then why did you marry my father?" Han Yingxue was a little curious.

With Zhao's appearance, she was considered a little beauty when she was young. The female celebrity is still so good, she can marry a good family. There is no need to marry into the old Han's family, not to mention hardships, and endless grievances.

I don't know how the Zhao family survived these years.

Mrs. Zhao was silent for a while, and said leisurely: "Xue'er, the thing that mother doesn't regret the most in this life is marrying your father..."

Zhao's eyes were a little erratic, and scenes from the past appeared in front of her eyes.