Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

When the fifth eldest son of the Han family and Mrs. Pan saw Mrs. Han coming, they immediately stood up and said something to Mrs. Han. "Mom, you're here!"

"Yes, I'm here!" Mrs. Han responded, and then a pair of shrewd eyes searched the house of the fifth child of the Han family to see if there was anything good.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

"What's wrong? Can't you come over if you don't have anything to do? I told you, Lao Wu, what are you asking? Looking at you like this, do you not want me to come over?"

The fifth child of the Han family quickly waved his hand and explained, "Mom, look at what you said, how could I mean this!"

Mrs. Han snorted coldly and said, "Huh, it would be best if you don't have it."

Mrs. Han's nose was sensitive to the smell of meat in the house. She sniffed the air and asked the fifth child of the Han family and Mrs. Pan, "Why does your kitchen smell so good? Are you doing something?" Where's the delicious food? Tell me, you two are heartless. You don't know what delicious food to send to me and your father. If I don't come, you two can sneak it in secretly. Do you want to eat it at home?"

As Mrs. Han spoke, she glared at the fifth child of the Han family and Pan with a fierce look.

"Mom, why do you say that? How could Mei'er and I be like this? It's just that Xue'er just sent it to us. I'll wait for Mei'er to finish frying it and send it to you later, and then Mom, you and my little sister can eat it, and dad can also drink it!"

Mrs. Han looked at the fifth child of the Han family and didn't quite believe what the fifth child of the Han family said.

Could it be that it was just such a coincidence? He just happened to bump into their house to eat meat when he arrived?

But at the moment, she just doesn't believe it and has no choice. He snorted and said, "Then I'll just wait here. When Mei Yatou is ready, I'll just take it back. I don't have to bother you to send it to me."

Old Mrs. Han has some food that she can't wait to eat, but she is also afraid that the fifth child of the Han family will hold it back and not deliver it to her. Everyone can talk about it, but she doesn't know how to actually do it.

"Okay, okay, mother, you can do whatever you want. Just wait here. Just wait here until the plum is cooked and I will bring it to you. Sit down and rest first!"

Mrs. Han also responded and sat down on the stool. She looked at the fruit on the table and stuffed it into her mouth without even saying hello to Mrs. Pan.

While eating the fruit, he still crossed his legs and swayed carelessly.

He muttered, "This fruit tastes pretty good. Let me tell you, Lao Wu, Lao Wu's wife, do you still have any fruit at home? If so, ask me to bring some back for Yingzi to try."

Mrs. Han is thinking about Han Caiying now. If there is any good thing, the first thing she thinks of is Han Caiying.

If Yingzi could take such a sweet and sour fruit back and try it, she would definitely be happy to death.

At this time, the family didn't have much money, so they couldn't buy some snacks for their daughter to satisfy her craving. Try some fruits, they are also good.

Pan shook her head and said, "No, mother, girl Xue'er picked these from the mountain today, and that's all she gave me."

"Is this just a small amount for you? Let me ask you, is it because you are such a delicious bastard that you ate them all and there is only so much left?" Mrs. Han's sharp eyes fell on Pan, looking her up and down. .