Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Well, our house is going to be bigger this time. Ying Wen, Ying Wu and Ying Xia are almost grown up, so they will each have their own room."

Children will have a little privacy when they grow up, and it is better to have their own space. In the 21st century, basically every child will have his own room. In ancient times, most people's homes were poor, and the whole family lived in one or two rooms.

"Then our family has to buy a bigger piece of land."

Han Yingxue nodded. If she wanted to build a bigger house, it would definitely not work on her own land. She not only wants to build a new house, but also wants to open a vegetable garden next to the house, so it is more convenient to eat vegetables on weekdays.

"Mother, how much is a piece of land?" Han Yingxue asked.

"Land is different from fertile land. A large piece of land is worth five taels of silver at most."

It's really not expensive.

Han Yingxue thought about it for a while. If the house was bigger and better, it would probably cost thirty or forty taels of silver and five taels of land, and the money in his hand would almost be used up.

Add some good furniture, it is estimated that the money is not enough. When autumn came, Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu had to be sent to study in the school, which cost a lot of money.

It seems that she has to continue to work hard to save money.

"Mother, then you can talk to Uncle Shitou, and the land will also be taken care of for us."

Wang Shishi's experience in this area is definitely better than hers.

When he bought land elsewhere and built a new house, he would no longer be facing the old Han's house, and he would have less contact with those people on weekdays.

"Ah..." Han Yingxue clutched the corner of her stomach.

There was a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Han Yingxue's forehead.

Zhao Qishan came out of the room just after taking a shower, and saw Han Yingxue's pained face as soon as he came out.

"Xue'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Xue'er, are you okay?"

Zhao Shi and Zhao Qishan were concerned at the same time.

"it's okay no problem……"

Han Yingxue squatted down.

Nima, she has dysmenorrhea again.

I guess I caught a cold in the water today. During menstruation, women can't touch ice. Why didn't she notice the cold things?

I was really made to cry by myself.

"Xue'er, is it..." Zhao asked tentatively.

"Hmm..." Han Yingxue nodded in response.

"Mother, go get you a bowl of ginger syrup to drink, you'll be fine after drinking it!" Mrs. Zhao hurriedly stopped what she was doing, and went to prepare ginger syrup for Han Yingxue.

Zhao Qishan didn't understand, but still looked anxious.

"Xue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Han Yingxue saw that his brows were tightly knit together, his eyes were full of worry.

Uh... Han Yingxue felt a little embarrassed, did she tell him that she had dysmenorrhea?

"I'm fine, really!"

"How could it be all right? Look at you, your head is covered in cold sweat!" Zhao Qishan held Han Yingxue's face in his hands, and gently wiped off the sweat beads on Han Yingxue's forehead with his sleeve.

The distance between the two people is so close that their breath can be sprayed on each other's faces.

Han Yingxue's face became hot, and she wanted to turn her head away, but Zhao Qishan held her face and couldn't move it.

"..."

"Xue'er..." Zhao Qishan murmured, and suddenly realized the ambiguous posture of the two of them.

Han Yingxue looked at Zhao Qishan with gradually blurred eyes.

Then……

Han Yingxue closed her eyes nervously.

This guy doesn't want to kiss her, does he?

At this moment, Han Yingxue's heart was pounding wildly.