Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   As soon as Han Yingxue came home, he saw a man sitting in her kitchen with his back to her.

   Zhao Qishan looked at this uninvited guy with a displeased expression.

   Zhao Ziwen?

  Why is he here? Is it possible that she knew that her family made dumplings today and deliberately came over to eat them?

   "Sister..." Han Yingxia raised her head and called out happily.

   "Xue Er?" Zhao Ziwen also had a smile on the corner of his mouth and turned to look at her.

   "Why did you come here?" Han Yingxue asked calmly.

   "Last time I saw my aunt in the confinement period and bought some longan and red dates. Although it is not a good thing, it is still very good for my aunt to replenish her body."

   Longan and red dates? This is already a good thing in the country, okay?

  Han Yingxue caught a glimpse of the table, and brought a lot of them over, at least a few hundred quid can be bought.

   Being friends with local tyrants is really different.

   "Thank you!" Han Yingxue thanked.

   Zhao Ziwen smiled embarrassedly, "Xue Er, we are friends, why are you and I being polite..."

  “…”

   "You said you would go back when you saw Xue'er, can you go back now?" Zhao Qishan urged in an unpleasant tone with a hint of hostility.

   "Have I said that?" Zhao Ziwen pretended not to know.

   "Why are you like this? Is it fun to stay in my house?" Zhao Qishan clenched his fists. If this guy doesn't leave, he can consider kicking him out.

   "You must have heard it wrong just now!" Zhao Ziwen pretended to be sure that there was something wrong with your ears.

   "Squeaky..." Zhao Qishan's fists creaked.

  Han Yingxue noticed the difference between the two.

   There are a few black lines on the forehead, and these two are boring enough.

   "Cousin, you are a guest when you come here. Why are you posing as a fierce person?" Han Yingxue's tone was accusatory.

   "Xueer, I..." Zhao Qishan's words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to explain it. Could it be that this is jealousy from a man?

   The clenched fist loosened, Zhao Qishan looked at Zhao Ziwen and snorted coldly.

   Zhao Ziwen showed a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had won a battle.

   "Xue'er, what have you done, it's so delicious!" Zhao Ziwen sniffed and poked his eyes towards the stove.

   "Fried dumplings, do you want to eat them?"

   "Yeah!" Zhao Ziwen responded crisply.

   Xueer's craftsmanship is good, nothing to say, last time he ate it once, and he kept thinking about it. This time I will find a reason to come here.

   "I'll give you ten dumplings, and I'll give the rest to Xiaoli. There's still a little bit of corn mush, so you should be able to eat."

  Han Yingxue said, and put ten dumplings on the plate. He brought the remaining bowl of corn paste to Zhao Ziwen.

   By the way, I took another cucumber and made a small plate of cucumber salad.

   Zhao Qishan stood aside with a hint of jealousy in his heart.

   This man actually asked Cher to serve him! He was very upset! !

   "Thank you, Cher!"

   "You're welcome, hurry back after you finish eating!"

   "Uh..." Zhao Ziwen's smiling face froze, is Xue'er urging him to go back? Is he so disgusting?

   Zhao Qishan's cold face regained a touch of temperature.

   Xueer was only superficially polite to this guy, after all, they sent a lot of things here. But he was still an outsider, and Xueer would never treat him as her own family. Appearance on the surface does not mean genuine concern in the heart.

   Standing at this angle, Zhao Qishan felt much happier.