Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

He looked at Cheng Dafu with some grievance and said, "Dad, I want to eat too..."

"Give it to Goudan!" Cheng Dafu sighed and said again.

"But...but when I went back, there were no chicken legs to eat at home..." Cheng Wang'er still looked reluctant.

Cheng Guihua hurriedly said, "Brother, it's okay. Goudan usually eats a lot of chicken drumsticks. If Wanger can't eat them, just let him eat them!"

Seeing what Cheng Guihua said, Cheng Wang'er looked at Cheng Dafu expectantly.

It was just a chicken drumstick... It made the atmosphere on the table a little awkward.

Speaking of which, Goudan's child is too disobedient, too willful, and too ignorant.

Han Yingxue patted Han Yingwu and signaled Han Yingwu to give up the chicken legs to Zhao Goudan.

Han Yingwu naturally didn't care and gave the chicken legs in his bowl to Zhao Goudan without hesitation, "You can eat it!"

Zhao Goudan glanced at Han Yingwu, then lowered his head and took a quick bite, as if he was afraid that Han Yingwu would regret it.

Cheng Guihua smiled awkwardly at Han Yingxue.

Zhao Tiangang glared at Zhao Goudan, "You kid is too ignorant. You want to get everything good into your own bowl."

"I'm going to eat..." Zhao Goudan muttered that he was not afraid of Zhao Tiangang, and started eating on his own.

After eating, Han Yingxue rested for about ten minutes and then said goodbye.

She didn't know why, but she just felt a little uncomfortable in her uncle's house. Maybe it was because she disliked Cheng Guihua too much.

The bowls at noon were washed by sisters Zhao Dajuan and Zhao Xiaojuan. Both children had some frostbite on their hands. Especially Zhao Dajuan's hands, because they still need to help Mrs. Zhao wash diapers, they are often soaked in cold water.

Looking at the ulcerated hands, Han Yingxue felt a little sad for her.

Thinking that Cheng Guihua was really lazy, all the housework at home was left to her two children, and she rarely intervened.

In other words, it's not that she is too lazy, but that she doesn't regard her daughter as her own child at all. I feel that they are losing money, and they are staying at home now. If I can send them out before they get married, I naturally try my best to send them out.

"Xue'er, you're leaving so soon and you won't sit here anymore?" Zhao Tiangang seemed a little reluctant to leave.

"It's already late. If we sit still for a while, it will be evening. The sun is shining brightly now, so it will be better to drive the carriage. When the sun goes down, it will be cold to drive the carriage."

Han Yingxue made an excuse, not wanting Zhao Tiangang to see that she didn't like staying here.

Zhao Tiangang thought for a while, and it was indeed true. The sun was setting, and it would be very cold if we drove the carriage. We can only go while the sun is still bright.

"Xue'er, if this happens, my uncle won't let you stay. You have to go slower on the road."

"I know, uncle!" Han Yingxue nodded.

Cheng Guihua stepped forward again and pretended to be polite, and Han Yingxue also responded in a pretentious manner.

Anyone can do the work that is worthy of honor.

In Mrs. Zhao's house, Han Yingxue and Xuanyuan Ling first helped Mrs. Zhao pack her things and simply brought some of Mrs. Zhao's clothes, and then Xuanyuan Ling prepared to carry Mrs. Zhao out.

Mrs. Zhao had an injury on her leg, so she was a little cautious when moving her.

When Han Yingxue arrived at the door, she heard several people talking quietly outside the house.

"Big sister, we will go back later..."