Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

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"Sister, I really want to eat it!" Han Yingwu stared at the pot, saliva almost dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Even Han Yingxia, who is usually more mature, can't wait.

"Sister, I've never smelled such delicious noodles before." Han Yingxia smiled and looked at Han Yingxue with admiration in her eyes.

"Alright, we're ready to eat!"

Han Yingxue uncovered the pot, put some salt, stirred evenly, and ordered Han Yingxia to bring over a few bowls, each of them filled a bowl full, and on top of the bowl was a fried egg and green vegetables. The smell is coming out from the inside, and it will whet the appetite just by looking at it.

"Come on, one bowl per person, eat slowly, don't burn it." Han Yingxue instructed.

It would be bad for a few children to burn their mouths in a hurry.

Han Yingxue only got four eggs, and she didn't give them to herself for the time being. At present, it is better to take good care of the health of several younger siblings and Zhao.

"Mother, it's time to eat!" Han Yingxue called out.

Mrs. Zhao is doing some needlework in the house, and her female workers are not bad, but now that the family is separated, she can only do more of these, and buy them in the town for money to supplement the family.

"Is it all right so soon?" Mrs. Zhao asked in surprise, putting down the needle and thread in her hand.

"Noodles for lunch, so hurry up. Mom, come out and eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

"Oh, okay, mother is here!"

As soon as Mrs. Zhao came out of the house, she could smell the strong fragrance in the kitchen. The astonishment in his eyes deepened. How come the noodles made by Xueer are so delicious? It's just that she hasn't made noodles like this after cooking for more than ten years.

Mrs. Zhao went into the kitchen and saw several children lying on the table and eating happily.

The noodles were still a little hot, Han Yingwu blew on the noodles, and when they cooled down a little, he couldn't wait to stuff the noodles into his mouth.

"Mother, the noodles made by my sister are really delicious, please try them!" Han Yingwu held up his chopsticks and beckoned Mrs. Zhao to sit down quickly, as if she couldn't wait for Mrs. Zhao to taste such delicious noodles.

"Mother, it's really delicious. I've never eaten such delicious noodles!" Han Yingxia also said with a smile, and then ate the noodles in small bites, her eyes bent into crescent moons because of her satisfaction.

Zhao placed a bowl of noodles on the table with a fried egg on top. The noodles are very nicely presented.

"Mom, eggs are delicious too. We haven't eaten eggs for a long time."

"Yes, the milk never gave us eggs."

"I saw Nai secretly stuffing eggs for Ying Jie to eat!"

Because it was rare to eat eggs once, the children ate them in small mouthfuls, for fear that they would not be able to enjoy this rare delicacy if they swallowed them all at once.

"Eat as much as you like. Mom's eggs should be divided among you too. Mom can just eat noodles."

Mrs. Zhao felt a little sad when she heard the words of the children. Which parent does not want to give the best to their children. But the conditions of the old Han family did not allow it. It was not easy to survive in this era.

"Mom, you eat it yourself, everyone has one! It's not like we won't be able to eat it in the future!" Han Yingxue gave Zhao a dissatisfied look.

With her here, naturally her younger brothers and sisters would not suffer like that again. Mrs. Zhao was pregnant, and after the death of Han Laosi, her body became thinner and weaker. If she didn't make up for it, her body would definitely collapse.

"Yes, mother, you can eat, we all have it!"

"Mom, one of us is enough!"

Seeing how sensible the children were, Mrs. Zhao nodded, her eyes were a little red.