Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   "Silly, what are you doing here?" Mrs. Han shouted in a rather displeased tone.

   Seeing Han Yingxue strolling in front of her, she felt uncomfortable.

  Han Yingxue sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "Aunt Wu is sick, I'll come here to deliver delicious food!"

   She expected that there was no Pan Shi to cook, and the cooking job fell to Liu Shi.

   Liu's craftsmanship... She had also tasted it in her memory.

  Han Yinglan, who usually takes food as her life, put down the bowl and stopped eating at this time, which shows the taste.

  The old Han family stared at the contents of Han Yingxue's bowl.

   "Delicious? Milk, I want to eat it too, I want to eat it too!" Han Yingjie shouted while holding Mrs. Han's hand.

   "Silly, what do you want to give? Give Ying Jie something to eat!" Mrs. Han said, taking it for granted.

"What's so delicious? Milk, this is a dumpling filled with pork and shepherd's purse, and then fried in oil. It's delicious. What, do you want to eat it?" Han Yingxue's mouth showed a sarcastic smile. of.

   When she said that, the old Han family all swallowed their saliva. It's delicious just listening to it.

   "Your fifth aunt is sick, so you definitely can't eat so much. A little for Ying Jie is definitely enough!" Mrs. Han poked her head and saw the weight of the dumplings in Han Yingxue's bowl.

  Han Yingxue rolled his eyes.

   "Hey, milk, Yingjie wants to eat it from you and make it for him! Aunt Wu can't eat it, I'll bring it back myself." Han Yingxue sneered, and didn't bother to mess with them, so she went directly to the house of the fifth Han family.

   "This **** girl!" Mrs. Han spat, she even asked for it, but she didn't give it.

   "Milk, when will our family eat dumplings filled with pig's head?" Han Yinglan wiped the hala juice from the corner of his mouth and looked at Mrs. Han expectantly.

   "Yes, mother, we haven't eaten dumplings in a long time." Mrs. Liu echoed.

   "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat pork, don't you want money?" Mrs. Han pointed at Liu Shi's nose and cursed.

Mrs. Liu shrank her head. She was telling the truth. The old Han family's money was all in the hands of Mrs. Han. She obviously earned a lot of land in more than ten acres of land in a year. What are you doing with that money, don't you just eat a meal of meat? This idiot is showing off to them.

   "Wife, I want to eat dumplings too, let's buy a pound of pork dumplings to eat one day!" Father Han, who was silent on the side, began to speak.

   "..." Mrs. Han pouted. "Then buy some pork dumplings in a few days!"

   Got the promise from Mrs. Han, and the greedy people were very excited.

   Zheng Shi and Han Yingwan looked at each other, and the sarcastic smiles passed on their faces.

  This countryman is indeed a countryman, but he is just pork-stuffed dumplings, and he is eagerly looking forward to it.

   Fortunately, they all live at their uncle's house in the town on weekdays, otherwise their knowledge and pursuit would be just like these people.

   "Father, mother, I'm full, I'll go back to the house first!" Mrs Zheng put down her rice bowl and said softly.

   "I'm done eating too!" Han Yingwan got up and entered the house with Mrs Zheng.

   "Wan'er, mother wants to go to town early!" Zheng Shi sighed. In the countryside, the cost of food and clothing is much lower than in the town. Today's food is simply pig food, where can I eat it.

   "Mother..." Han Yingwan sat in front of the Zheng family and said coquettishly, "I want to stay for a few more days..."

   "You..." Mrs. Zheng tapped Han Yingwan's forehead between her fingers and said indulgently, "Don't think that mother doesn't know what you're fighting for!"