Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   Mrs. Sun pouted.

   Mr. Pan felt a little happier, and finally someone at home was talking.

   Father Han continued, "Old fifth daughter-in-law, I trouble you today, go back and rest now!"

   "Well...Thank you dad!"

   Pan hurried back to the house, afraid to stay for a while longer, and this matter would fall on her again.

   Han Caiying on the side was full and burped loudly.

   Father Han glared at Han Caiying again.

  As a foodie daughter, she knows how to eat all day, and she has never seen her do housework.

   "Let Yingzi clean up this table, eldest daughter-in-law, you also help!" Father Han ordered.

   "Father, how can I know that!" Han Caiying reluctantly said.

   "No, why not? I think you are good at eating! If you don't clean up today, you won't eat in the future!" Father Han said angrily.

   "Old man, how could Yingzi do this?" Mrs. Han felt distressed.

   "Yingzi is so spoiled by you that he doesn't do anything. When you let the fifth daughter-in-law work. Why don't you feel sorry for her?"

   "Old man, Yingzi..."

   "Okay, stop talking! If I find that Yingzi doesn't clean up today, I won't teach him a lesson!"

  “…”

   "Mother, what's wrong with your face?" Han Yingmei saw that Pan's face was red and swollen.

   "It's nothing!"

   "Mother, did our milk beat it?"

   Just now I heard Mrs. Han's shouting, but she didn't come out to take a look. Thinking of the injury on Mrs Pan's face, Mrs Han must have done it.

   "Meier, it's okay!"

   "Mother, our milk is too much!"

   "It's alright! Your grandfather also said your milk, it's alright!" Pan patted Han Yingmei's hand.

   "Mother, next time if our mother does something, don't be polite to her! How can someone bully people like this!"

   "Hey~" Pan sighed.

  …

   The banquet is finished, it is already past one o'clock in the afternoon. After a while, Han Yingxue also rushed back from the town.

   moved the things he was going to bring to the car and called Pan Shi.

   "Mother, I'll go too!" Han Yingmei begged.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Mother, I want to go see too! It's okay to stay at home anyway!"

   "Aunt Wu, let Sister Mei Er go!" Han Yingxue said, "My carriage is spacious, and the people can sit."

   "Okay, then, Meier will go too!"

   Zhaojia Village is seven or eight miles away from Changfeng Village. It’s a bit far to walk. The carriage ran for a while and then it was there.

  Han Yingxue has never been to her uncle's house, and she has also entered the village, so she can only inquire.

   First sent Han Yingmei and Pan to the place where the piglets were sold, and the piglets needed to be picked slowly. Putting them down, the carriage drove towards her uncle's house again.

  Han Yingxue's uncle's house is at the east end of the village. He went in and asked and found it.

   Uncle Han Yingxue's family is not rich, only a few acres of farmland. All the food is used for subsistence, and there is no other input. The house is also a very common adobe house in the countryside, and the yard is surrounded by a fence. The house looks like it hasn't been repaired for a long time.

  The carriage was heard in the courtyard.

  Cheng Guihua stretched her neck and looked outside the house. Why did a carriage stop in front of her house.

   "Mother, it's a carriage. Look, it's a carriage!" Zhao Gouwa said while holding Cheng Guihua's hand.

   "Mother saw it, saw it!"

   Uncle Han Yingxue also came out of the house and saw the carriage parked in front of the yard.

   After a while, he saw Han Yingxue get out of the carriage.