Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"It's okay, Brother Mu, I'll just come."

"Ju'er, you've been cleaning for so long, it's up to me to do it!" Han Yingju said with a smile.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Just when Mu Yang stepped forward to snatch the broom from Han Yingju's hand, the door to the room was too short, and Mu Yang was relatively tall, so his head suddenly hit the threshold.

"Ah~" Mu Yang groaned in pain.

The threshold was quite strong, so Mu Yang's impact was not light this time.

Seeing Mu Yang hit his forehead, Han Yingju quickly threw the broom in her hand to the ground, ran to Mu Yang, and started to help Mu Yang check, "Brother Mu, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? ?”

Mu Yang rubbed his forehead and looked at the worry in Han Yingju's eyes. He quickly shook his head and said, "Ju'er, it's okay. You don't have to worry about me."

Han Yingju pursed her lips and complained unhappily, "Brother Mu, what are you talking about? How could I not be worried about you? It must be very painful if it hits so loudly?"

Thinking about it, Han Yingju felt a little distressed.

If I had known earlier, I would have stopped competing with Mu Yang. In this case, Mu Yang's forehead would not have been knocked like this.

"It's really okay, Ju'er. I'm a grown man, so it's okay if I bump into something. Ju'er... thank you for caring about me."

When Mu Yang said this, he smiled at Han Yingju.

The smile on his face was naive, looking a little silly.

Han Yingju suddenly felt a sense of happiness in her heart.

"You're knocking so loudly, how can I not care about you? Let's see what's going on!" Han Yingju looked at Mu Yang with a serious expression.

When he saw the red mark on Mu Yang's forehead, he felt distressed in his heart.

He sighed heavily and said to Mu Yang, "Brother Mu, you don't know, your forehead is even red, and you still say it doesn't hurt."

Han Yingju's tone still contained a hint of resentment. The blame wasn't for anything else but Mu Yang saying it didn't hurt in front of her.

After being hit like this, how could it not hurt?

"I..." Seeing Han Yingju looking angry, Mu Yang didn't know what to say.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for a grown man like him to complain about pain in front of a woman?

Han Yingju sighed and said, "Brother Mu, let me rub it for you!"

Mu Yang was a little shy, but he didn't know how to reject Han Yingju, so he just let Han Yingju rub his head.

Han Yingju's little hands were also a little rough, and she gently rubbed Mu Yang's forehead. Han Yingju was afraid that she would hurt Mu Yang, so she was extremely gentle when rubbing it.

Although the pain on his forehead was not relieved, Miao Mian's heart still felt moved.

How did he get such a blessing from a girl who was so good to him?

"Brother Mu, would this be better?" Han Yingju asked.

Mu Yang nodded and said, "Well, it's much better, Ju'er. You don't need to rub it for me, it's just a little red, and there's no scratch on the skin, right?"

However, Han Yingju was worried and insisted on giving Mu Yang a rub. "Brother Mu, you have a bump on your forehead. It's quite serious! It should be better if you rub it again."

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