Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Of course, these secretly prepared dishes were prepared for Mu Yang to eat.

Now the factory built by Han Yingxue's family has also stopped working. Firstly, because the weather is getting colder and colder, and there is still a chance of snowing. Secondly, at the end of the year, every household has something to do.

But once work at Han Yingxue's house stopped, Mu Yang's lunch would be gone.

On weekdays, when Mu Yang is working, he is full at lunch, and when he comes back in the evening, he can just eat two sesame seed cakes. But now that there is no lunch, Mu Yang will probably go hungry every day.

He was a grown man who usually didn't know how to eat something by himself, so she would really feel uneasy if she didn't send some to him.

Han Yingju held the bowl and prepared to leave the kitchen excitedly, but she didn't expect that when she came out, she bumped into Han Yingxiao.

Han Yingju was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses.

He quickly hid the bowl in his hand behind his back, smiled at Han Yingxiao and said, "Second Hall...cousin? Why are you out? It's such a cold day, why don't you stay in the house?"

Han Yingxiao glanced at Han Yingju lightly and said, "I saw what you have in your hand. Stop hiding it in front of me."

Han Yingju only felt that she was even more embarrassed, but she was even more guilty and nervous. Wasn't this because Han Yingxiao had caught her on the spot?

"Second cousin..." Han Yingju glanced at Han Yingxiao and said cautiously.

"What are you doing? Tell me!" Han Yingxiao asked.

"Second cousin... I just want to get some food. Please, can I tell grandma? Otherwise, she will scold me again."

Han Yingxiao was silent for a moment, neither saying yes nor no.

Han Yingju's heart twisted tightly. After all, he was not familiar with Han Yingxiao, so who knew if Han Yingxiao would help him.

"Second cousin..." Han Yingju looked at Han Yingxiao again with pitiful eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't tell. I'm not that nosy."

Han Yingju breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, second cousin."

When Han Yingju was about to turn around and leave, Han Yingxiao suddenly called Han Yingju.

"Second cousin, what's wrong?"

Han Yingju's heart tightened, wondering what Han Yingxiao meant.

"You didn't eat the food in your bowl yourself, did you?"

When asked by Han Yingxiao, Han Yingju felt even more guilty, feeling that Han Yingxiao had seen through her.

I am not telling the truth. I don’t know if Han Yingxiao will be angry.

So he said to Han Yingxiao, "Second cousin, I was going to serve this dish to Brother Mu. If I ate it myself, grandma would definitely not say anything. But I served it to Brother Mu, and grandma found out. , maybe you will scold me. So, second cousin, please keep it a secret, okay?"

Han Yingju looked at Han Yingxiao eagerly.

A smile bloomed on Han Yingxiao's lips, which was now particularly evil and a little weird.

Han Yingxiao's smile made Han Yingju feel a little panicked.

"Sister Ju'er, that's how it is. Okay, I will keep it a secret for you. But it's too dangerous for you to deliver this dish yourself, so why don't I deliver it for you. In this way, even if our grandma finds out, she will She won't say anything. After all, I paid for everything in this house, so she has no right to criticize her." Han Yingxiao smiled.

Han Yingju thought for a moment.