Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Aoao, it turns out it's like this, Xue'er, but Mom doesn't know how to make this schoolbag. Why don't you talk to Mom and ask her to do it?"

"No, mother, I can do it." Han Yingxue said.

"Aoao, okay, then I'll thank you for the hard work. I'll go find some unused fabric for you. There's still a lot left to make clothes."

Han Yingxue nodded.

After Zhao rummaged for a while, she took out a few pieces of colorful cloth.

There are also fabrics for dark clothes made for Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu.

Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu are boys, so schoolbags made of colorful fabrics are probably not suitable for them. This dark fabric is better. I think some kids will like it more.

But Tuoba Yuer is a girl, so she would probably prefer a brighter colored schoolbag.

Han Yingxue put away the cloths and said, "Mom, I'll go back to sleep."

"okay."

After a comfortable night's sleep, Han Yingxue woke up early the next morning. After getting up, Han Yingxue greeted several children to get up.

Several children were very excited because they were going to school for the first time, and they quickly climbed out of bed.

After washing up, a few people got on the carriage and wandered to the town.

The sun gradually rose, and when we reached the town, it was already past seven in the morning.

The morning air is fresh.

Han Yingxue still took a few children to have a meal in the town.

Affected by this severe drought, the town has become quite deserted. Many shops have been closed. It is estimated that the business cannot be continued. Even with these food stalls, there are only one or two left.

"Alas..." Han Yingxue sighed softly, wondering when this state would end. At this moment, I feel a little nostalgic for the time when the town was bustling.

However, Han Yingxue also believes that all this will pass. As long as it rains and there is a harvest of food for the coming year, the deserted streets of the town will slowly become lively.

"Are you full? Let's go when we're full." Han Yingxue said caringly.

Tuoba Yu'er quickly swallowed the last mouthful of soup in the bowl. She looked at Han Yingxue with bright eyes like crescent moons, and said in a sweet voice, "Yu'er has to eat them all. We can't waste them. Many of them can't eat it." There’s food, so Yu’er must cherish what she eats.”

Han Yingxue nodded appreciatively, "Yu'er is really sensible. You're right. We should cherish the food and not waste it. It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that the food on the plate will not be wasted? It's all hard work. Every grain of rice is hard-earned, so you should cherish it even more."

After Han Yingxue finished speaking, the children all nodded heavily.

Originally, Han Yingwu had a little noodle left at the bottom of the bowl, but now he lowered his head and swallowed all the noodles left at the bottom of the bowl. Then he placed his empty bowl in front of Han Yingxue like a treasure and said, "Sister, look, I've also eaten it all."

"Haha not bad."

Han Yingwen's bowl was already clean, but after hearing Han Yingxue's words, he fell into deep thought. I silently recited the poem Han Yingxue just said in my heart.

"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work."

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