Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Han Yingju couldn't let go. She frowned and looked worried.

Han Yingxue had no other words of comfort.

She didn't know what was going on with Mu Yang, but she had some bad premonitions in her heart.

After all, it’s snowing so much. Mu Yang probably wouldn't go out so casually.

With such heavy snow, it is simply difficult to walk.

Han Yingju's journey to her home was also difficult.

The pants on my legs were completely wet.

Han Yingxue touched Han Yingju's hand and found that Han Yingju's hand was severely cold.

If this continues like this, he will freeze to death.

Han Yingxue quickly called Han Yingju to come over and warm herself up by the fire.

After baking for a while, Han Yingju's trouser legs slowly dried out, and her body became much warmer.

"Sister Ju'er, don't worry too much. A big man like Brother Mu will definitely take good care of himself. He might have gone out for something." Han Yingxue saw Han Yingju's frown and couldn't help but A word of advice.

"Hey, Xue'er, please stop comforting me. I know it myself. I hope nothing will happen to Brother Mu."

"Uh-huh!"

Han Yingju didn't sit at Han Yingxue's house for a while, and then went back impatiently.

She would feel more at ease if she waited at Mu Yang's house. Staying at Han Yingxue's place was still a bit too hasty.

Han Yingxue could also understand Han Yingju's mood and let Han Yingju leave without holding back.

If Mu Yang doesn't go back tonight, something might really happen.

How can you run outside with such heavy snow? But nothing else. If you get wet in the snow, you will definitely freeze to death.

Han Yingxue didn't think so much.

Tomorrow night is New Year's Eve, and Han Yingxue also has a lot of things to do.

Some dishes had to be prepared today. Since there were many people in the family, the meatballs were eaten relatively quickly, so Han Yingxue made sure not to fry more.

Mrs. Huang was a little tired after playing all morning, and her clothes were soaked a lot.

After lunch, Mrs. Huang returned to the house to rest.

He took off his slightly wet clothes, and then got into the bed. The soft quilt made it extremely comfortable to sleep on.

Rong'er was tidying up Mrs. Huang's clothes. While she was doing this, she complained to Mrs. Huang, "Your Majesty, you play with the things this kid plays with, and you think your body is as strong as a young man's. Well, in such a cold weather, what should you do if you get sick? There is no royal doctor here, so you might..."

Ronger said, but stopped talking, always thinking about these bad things, it is indeed a bit unlucky.

But her worries are not unreasonable.

After all, it's such a cold weather and you'll get sick if you don't do it right. Where in the countryside is it better to be in the palace? There are dedicated people to take care of you, so you don't have to worry even if you get sick.

"Okay, okay, you girl, aren't I just going to play for a while? How can it be so serious? You really think that I, an old woman, will be so useless when I get old."

Rong'er was still a little unhappy when Old Mrs. Huang said this.

She pouted and said to Old Mrs. Huang, "Queen Mother, look at you, you have been in the country for a long time, and you are becoming more and more like a country person when you talk to me. You are the current Queen Mother Huang, how can you say that you are an old woman?" Woolen cloth?"