Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Cheng Guihua patted Zao Zhao Goudan on the head and said with a smile, "Okay, Goudan, don't cry anymore. Didn't you hear that your cousin said that she would cover your tuition? You will have books to study in the future."

Zhao Goudan also stopped making trouble.

Now it's better, he can have what Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu can have.

Cheng Guihua seemed very happy and said a few more polite words to Han Yingxue, "Girl Xue'er, it's better for you. If Goudan can get ahead in the future and gain fame, I will definitely be very grateful to you."

Han Yingxue curled her lips and smiled faintly.

She still hopes that Zhao Goudan will succeed?

How is this possible? The only thing I hope is that this child can study well. It will be a good thing if he can really get fame in the future. After all, Zhao Goudan is also the child of her uncle. Zhao Goudan has become successful, and Zhao Tiangang should be very happy because of it. .

The carriage ran all the way, and after the cold wind had blown Han Yingxue into a mess, it finally arrived at her uncle's house.

Han Yingxue helped Mrs. Zhao down. Mr. Zhao touched Han Yingxue's hand and said immediately, "Xue'er, your hands are too cold, aren't they? It's like ice cubes!"

Along the way, my hands were exposed, waving a riding crop, and being blown by the cold wind, how could it not be frozen?

Han Yingxue herself felt that her hands were a bit like stones, very cold, and she didn't have much intuition anymore.

"Girl Xue'er, it's too cold. Grandma, please cover your hands!" Mrs. Zhao said, covering Han Yingxue's hands with both hands.

Mrs. Zhao's was inside the carriage, so she wasn't freezing, so her hands were relatively warm.

Han Yingxue felt as if her hand was holding a hot water bottle. It was warm, and her heart also felt warm.

Han Yingxue smiled at Mrs. Zhao and said, "Grandma, I'm fine, don't worry."

"You kid, why are you okay? Your hands are frozen like this! Hey..."

Mrs. Zhao sighed, and when she looked at Han Yingxue, her eyes were filled with distress.

Han Yingxue saw that Mrs. Zhao's hand was holding her tightly. Han Yingxue did not withdraw her hand, but let Mrs. Zhao continue to hold it.

The carriage arrived in front of Bao Tiangang's house. Zhao Tiangang heard the noise and knew it was Han Yingxue's carriage, so he hurried out. Behind them were Zhao Dajuan and Zhao Xiaojuan.

There were not many things on the carriage, so Cheng Guihua moved the things off the carriage early.

Seeing Zhao Tiangang coming over, Cheng Guihua hurriedly greeted Zhao Tiangang, "Goudan daddy, come here and move this charcoal!"

Charcoal is not heavy, but it is darker.

After touching this, her hands became dirty. Cheng Guihua just disliked being dirty, so she asked Zhao Tiangang to come over and get it done.

What he was carrying in his hands were things he got from Han Yingxue's house and things Zhao Xiaoya sent over.

Zhao Tiangang walked over and ignored Cheng Guihua, instead focusing on Mrs. Zhao.

His mother is finally back, and he hasn't seen her for a long time.

It would be a lie to say that after raising such a young mother, she has no feelings at all and doesn't miss her at all.

"Mom, you're back!" Zhao Tiangang said with some choking.

When Mrs. Zhao looked at her son, she was even more excited than when she saw Zhao Goudan, "Tiangang. Mom hasn't seen you for a long time."

Zhao Tiangang nodded, "Yes, mother."

"You kid, you don't even know how to go see your mother!" Mrs. Zhao muttered.

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