Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

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The fifth child of the Han family sighed. "Okay, mother, then you can go to my place. Before your waist heals, you will eat at my house. Do you want to lie down in the room and eat now, or should I serve it to you?"

Old Mrs. Han moved her waist and nodded, "Lao Wu, please serve it to me."

Han Caiying and Mrs. Han on the side looked at each other, with smiles on their lips, and they felt as if their evil plot had succeeded.

"Mom, just lie down and I'll get it for you."

The fifth child of the Han family glanced at Han Caiying, who was standing aside, and said calmly, "Yingzi, come with me."

Han Caiying followed the fifth child of the Han family in a hurry. Thinking about the food of the fifth child of the Han family, Han Caiying's mouth watered.

Father Han was sitting in the house waiting for the fifth child of the Han family to come over. Unexpectedly, he saw Han Caiying coming with him.

Father Han's face turned dark. This lazy guy probably just wanted to come here to make a living, so he deliberately didn't start cooking.

You lazy guy, why can't she starve to death?

The fifth child of the Han family has been rolling her eyes at Han Caiying since she entered the house.

Han Yingmei was even more unhappy with Han Caiying's arrival. Thinking about what Han Caiying said and did today, Pan is not very welcoming to Han Caiying at the moment.

"Mother Mei'er, do you have enough food at home? I'll send some to mother. Yingzi will be eating here tonight too." The fifth child of the Han family said to Mrs. Pan.

"Yes." Pan said.

If it was made at night, it probably wouldn't be enough, but there is still some rice left at noon. I originally thought about adding some water to boil it and eat it tomorrow morning.

"Then you serve Mom a bowl first."

"Um."

Mrs. Pan served a bowl of rice to Mrs. Han and handed it to the fifth child of the Han family.

Fortunately, there are more dishes on the table. The fifth child of the Han family put some vegetables and eggs into Old Mrs. Han's bowl, and took another bowl to fill Old Mrs. Han with a bowl of fish soup.

Thinking that Mrs. Han's waist is weak now, she needs to eat more good supplements.

Han Caiying stretched her head and stared. She saw that less than half of the fish soup in the bowl had been taken away, and there was not much left. She quickly tried to dissuade her, "Fifth brother, don't fill it up. Enough is enough!"

Han Caiying did not plan for the fifth child of the Han family, but she thought that she would serve too much for Old Mrs. Han. When the bowl was empty, she would have nothing to eat.

"Lao Wu, that's enough. You guys can eat more. Don't serve so much to your mother." Father Han said.

"Dad, it's okay. It's okay if we eat less. Mom is not well, so we need to eat more."

The fifth child of the Han family said as he handed the prepared dishes to Mrs. Han.

Han Yingmei watched quietly from the side, unable to stand it anymore. Does his father have to be so kind to his mother? When her mother was sick, her mother scolded her mother and told her to get out of bed to cook. Why didn't her mother tell her mother to eat more when she was sick?

Han Yingmei didn't know what the fifth child of the Han family was thinking. Didn't he remember how his mother treated his wife? Now he didn't care at all and ran to Mrs. Han to be filial.

Alas, it's a pity that she can't talk about his father. After all, her mother is really injured now. She should lie on the bed and take care of her as a son.

Han Yingmei looked at Mrs. Pan and secretly felt sorry for Mrs. Pan.

Han Caiying sat down with a smile. Looking at a table of pretty good dishes, I stretched my nose and smelled it. It was really delicious. Smelling this smell, Han Caiying's stomach began to growl.