Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Rose?" Han Yingxue exclaimed.

"Xue'er, do you know this?"

Zhao Qishan discovered this rose when he went into the mountain alone. However, when he found it, only a few roses were blooming, and many of them were just flower bones. I thought that all of them should be in bloom in the past few days, so I went over to take a look. Unexpectedly, they were all in full bloom.

He found that these flowers grew on a spacious flat land with no trees around, so the flowers bloomed brilliantly.

Ying Xia said that girls like flowers, but unfortunately, the flowers he gave her for the first time were not regarded as flowers at all, but as vegetables.

He thought about this thing. It smelled delicious. It wouldn't be a dish anymore, right?

"Yes, I know it. It smells so good!" Han Yingxue took a deep breath in front of the rose.

"Xue'er, do you like it?" Zhao Qishan looked at the smile on Han Yingxue's face and asked.

"like!"

Of course I do. There is no girl in modern times who doesn’t like roses. What she may like more is the meaning that roses represent.

"nice! You love it!"

"Zhao Qishan, you are so amazing. You have found all the precious things!"

"Haha, really? Then Xue'er, do you want to reward me?"

Han Yingxue held Zhao Qishan's face. Baji gave him a kiss.

"When I go back, I'll put some water on the flowers to keep them. Then I go back to the town. I'm buying a vase and put these flowers in the vase."

"Okay, Xue'er, I listen to you!"

Han Yingxue went back happily, in a good mood, humming a little tune along the way.

Zhao Qishan saw that what Han Yingxue sang was something he had never heard before, but he felt that Han Yingxue sang very nicely.

After the two of them went back, it was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

After Han Yingmei beat back the pigweed, she went to the pig pen to feed the piglets.

Now the little pig is still small, so it doesn't eat much.

Han Yingmei treasured these two little pigs, so she took good care of them.

Now for hogweed, once every two days is enough. When the little pig grows into a big pig, it will probably need to be weeded once a day.

As soon as the fifth child of the Han family came back from work in the field, he immediately helped the second child of the Han family build a pig pen.

The fifth eldest son of the Han family was busy, but the second eldest son of the Han family and Mr. Liu didn't look around, as if they were not doing anything at home.

Han Yingmei felt unhappy and accompanied the fifth child of the Han family to build a pig pen.

"Dad, are you tired? I'll get you a glass of water!" Han Yingmei said.

"Not tired, not tired!" The fifth child of the Han family smiled and shook his head.

Looking at the beads of sweat rolling down the forehead of the fifth child of the Han family. Han Yingmei still felt distressed.

"Hey~" The fifth child of the Han family sighed.

"Dad, what's wrong? Did something happen? Why are you sighing?" Han Yingmei asked with concern.

"Our family is fine, I just thought it hasn't rained in a few days. The fields are very dry!" said the fifth child of the Han family.

"Can't we get water from our fields?"

"You can pump it, but you have to keep treading water. There is little water, so you pump it slowly."

"Well, as long as you can get it, Dad, thank you for your hard work!"

"Haha, silly boy, it's okay to work a little harder. When the harvest is harvested, our family will have a lot of food!"

"Yeah!" Han Yingmei nodded.

"However, your father is not in good health. I have to help pump out the water in the fields!" said the fifth child of the Han family.

Han Yingmei didn't say anything. She knew it was hard to object. Her father was old, so it was right for her father to help.