Chapter Ninety-Eight: Something Wrong with the Brain

It was almost ten o'clock in the middle of the day when the ox cart staggered into the village.

Han Yingxue and Hu Xiaoli moved things to the house together.

"Cher, you're back!" There were happy voices in the room, and the tone was somewhat like that of a woman in the boudoir, and some complained that the husband had not returned for a long time.

"Hey, Cher, who is he?" Hu Xiaoli turned her head and saw that a man with a majestic figure had come to them.

When I saw the man's appearance, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

"Snow ...... Cher, do I have a delusion in my eyes? I saw a beautiful man. This is certainly not true! Hu Xiaoli patted her head, she must have been a little dizzy from swaying on the ox cart.

Han Yingxue's face twitched slightly, and said, "You read that right, my cousin!"

"Ah~" Hu Xiaoli couldn't react for a while, and looked at Zhao Qishan a little blankly.

Because he was Xue'er's friend, Zhao Qishan smiled at Hu Xiaoli, as if the breeze was blowing across the water, leaving a layer of ripples, but the smile was thrillingly beautiful.

"Cher, I'll help you!" Zhao Qishan took the thing from Han Yingxue's hand and put it aside. Then he quickly slipped to the kitchen, brought two cups of herbal tea, and handed them to Han Yingxue and Hu Xiaoli.

Hu Xiaoli was a little flattered and took the herbal tea in Zhao Qishan's hand, looking stupid, "Thank you!" ”

"You're welcome!"

Han Yingxue took the herbal tea, drank it in two or three sips, and after drinking it, he handed it directly to Zhao Qishan, and said in a slightly commanding tone: "Put it back!"

"Well, good!"

Zhao Qishan went to the kitchen again.

Hu Xiaoli was a little dumbfounded.

Such a good-looking person, I can't find one in ten miles and eight towns, how do you feel that he is obedient to Xue'er's words?

Isn't it a bit silly?

"Xue'er, your cousin ......" Hu Xiaoli hesitated, pointed to her head and asked, "Is there a problem with your cousin here!"

"Forehead......" Han Yingxue's brows twitched. patted Hu Xiaoli on the shoulder and said, "The brain is fine, it's just too edible, a full rice bucket!"

Hu Xiaoli blinked her eyes, and she couldn't digest what Han Yingxue said.

"Cher, what is your cousin doing at your house?" Hu Xiaoli said curiously.

Regarding the rescue of Zhao Qishan, Han Yingxue didn't want to tell Hu Xiaoli, it was not that she didn't trust her, but that Zhao Qishan's identity was definitely extraordinary, and she didn't want to involve Hu Xiaoli at that time.

Continuing to use the previous lie, Han Yingxue said: "Daddy is dead, come and join me!"

"That's ......"

Hu Xiaoli began to feel some sympathy for Zhao Qishan in her heart, how could such a good-looking person have such a tragic experience.

It's no wonder that he is like this to Han Yingxue, he must be afraid that Xue'er will drive him out.

"Xue'er, I put the ribs here with you, you made them for me, I'll come over in the afternoon to get them. I'll go back first! ”

"yes, okay!"

It was the meal of lunch, and the whole family did not eat. Han Yingxue also began to keep up lunch.

I bought some greens and ribs at noon, and yesterday I received two eggs.

At noon, I fried a bowl of cabbage, a leek egg, and a pot of mushroom pork ribs.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw a neat pile of firewood by the stove.

"Ying Xia, did the fifth uncle send us this firewood?" Han Yingxue asked.

Han Yingxia glanced at the firewood next to the stove, shook her head, and said, "These are the wood that my cousin got up in the morning and chopped the wood in the yard."