Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"He did it?"

Han Yingxue felt a strange feeling in his heart.

I really can't stay idle! The wound on his body was still covered with scabs, and if he got stronger, the wound might burst at any time. What an idiot!

Han Yingxue didn't bother to think so much. Started making lunch.

Finely chop the leeks, crack the eggs and stir together. Pour rapeseed oil into the pan, and when the oil pan is hot, put the eggs mixed with leeks into it. After a while, leeks and eggs were fried into pieces.

The rice was also steaming, and after the two plates of vegetables were washed, Zhao Qishan brought in the washed pork ribs.

"Xue'er, it's finished!"

"Yeah!" Han Yingxue licked the ribs.

"Xue'er, your cooking is really delicious!" Zhao Qishan stood by the stove and stretched his nose to smell it.

Just by smelling the aroma, one can feel that the taste must be good.

To be honest, he is a little hungry now, so he is looking forward to Han Yingxue's cooking, so that he can eat earlier.

Cher's cooking looks really good too!

Beside the small stove, Zhao Qishan's tall figure blocked the sunlight that came in.

Han Yingxue frowned displeasedly, and said to Zhao Qishan indifferently: "Can you stand far away!"

Zhao Qishan was stunned for a moment, and saw Han Yingxue's displeased face.

A trace of sadness flashed in the deep pupils, and he left the kitchen in a somewhat despondent manner.

Why... Does Xue Er hate him?

The ribs are stuffed in the pot, and the taste is strong.

The glutton in Han Yingwu's stomach began to squirm again, and his bright little eyes stared at the pot.

Han Yingxue was cooking and joking with her younger siblings over and over again. Zhao Qishan was sitting under the stone of the eaves, when he heard laughter and laughter from the kitchen.

Xue'er's laughing voice is really nice, as crisp and sweet as a bell.

But... Xue'er seemed to seldom smile at him.

Zhao Qishan plucked the weeds under his feet in boredom, and when he heard the carriage coming from a distance, he couldn't help but look over.

The carriage stopped in front of the old Han's house, and a beautiful figure got out of the carriage, followed by a woman.

"Master Xie, Wan'er is home!" Han Yingwan politely put Fu in the carriage and thanked her.

Zhao Ziwen didn't poke his head out, but through the curtain, he said in a tone without much emotion: "It's nothing, since the girl is home, I'm going back too!"

With that said, he told the coachman to turn around and leave.

Han Yingwan looked at the direction the carriage was leaving with some reluctance.

Mrs. Zheng saw her own daughter's daughter's thoughts, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and joked: "Couldn't Wan'er have taken a fancy to this young gentleman?"

Han Yingwan gave Zheng Shi a shy look, and said, "Mother, don't talk nonsense, or I will get angry!"

Han Yingwan's beauty is like a lotus flower in summer, but after seeing Han Yingwan clearly, Zhao Qishan turned his head away and continued to fiddle with the weeds under his feet.

"Cousin, it's time to eat!" Han Yingxia ran out with a smile, and called Zhao Qishan into the room for dinner.

Looking at Zhao Qishan sitting under the eaves alone in a daze, Han Yingxia couldn't help feeling sorry for Zhao Qishan.

My sister's attitude towards my cousin is really good!

Han Yingxia smiled and took Zhao Qishan's hand, saying: "Cousin, the braised pork ribs my sister made today are delicious, you must eat more!"

"Hmm..." Zhao Qishan responded, and seeing Han Yingxia's bright smile on his face, he was startled again.

It would be great if Xue'er smiled at him like this! Such Xueer must be very beautiful!