"Nothing!" Han Yingxue shook her head and said with a smile.

"Cher, you're lying again!"

"Forehead...... "Does she have it?"

Xue'er has a thought in her heart, and her little brows will wrinkle.

"Xue'er, what is there, just tell me, don't hide it in your heart alone, you know?" Xuanyuan Ling said.

Han Yingxue was afraid that Xuanyuan Ling would think too much, so she told Xuanyuan Ling about the worries in her heart. "Brother Ling, on this day of great drought, if it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid that everyone will be displaced by then."

"Xue'er, there will be the imperial court at that time, it's okay. The imperial court will send grain down for disaster relief, so that everyone will not starve to death. Xuanyuan Ling comforted.

Even though she said this, the worry in Han Yingxue's heart did not decrease by the slightest.

What kind of court is like, she doesn't know. Let's talk about how greedy Shangguan Feng'er's father is.

There are ** officials, even if the court sends the silver down for disaster relief, how much is really distributed to the people. It is estimated that most of them were detained by the imperial court

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"Hmm!" Han Yingxue responded, "Let's go back!" ”

In the morning, Mrs. Han was busy at home with backache.

First, I washed the clothes of a large family, then I swept the floor, and then I picked vegetables and washed vegetables.

She hadn't been so tired since her sons got married.

For more than 20 years, several daughters-in-law have been busy with housework, and she has not touched her hands. It's only a few times to cook, let alone do so much work at once.

Mrs. Han sat on the stool panting and rested.

Beat his sore waist.

It's really old!

It's only been a long time, and she can't stand it anymore, thinking that she will have to cook later, so Mrs. Han sighed.

"Mother~" Han Chaeyoung began to shout in the room.

"Yingzi, what's wrong?" Mrs. Han didn't sit down for long before she stood up again and hurried to Han Chaeyoung's house.

"Mother, what time is it, I'm hungry, has that dead girl been cooking? Hurry up for me! Han Chaeyoung muttered.

Mrs. Han sneered, "Yingzi, that little slut has returned to her mother's house, you are hungry, your mother will cook for you, it will be fine later!" ”

Han Chaeyoung pursed her lips and nodded. "Hmm~"

Mrs. Han hurriedly prepared lunch.

This man's tiredness has not yet eased, and he has to be busy again.

Mrs. Han took a few breaths, entered the kitchen, and quickly cooked the rice and fried a few dishes.

On weekdays, it's already lunch at this time.

Father Han also waited for a long time, and couldn't help but say a few words to Mrs. Han. "I thought the sun was going down to eat!"

Mrs. Han was originally busy with her work, but when Daddy Han said this, she immediately lowered her face and quarreled with Daddy Han, "Why can't you starve to death?" Why do you expect me to serve you when you're hungry, why don't you go to your son's house to have a bite? ”

Daddy Han didn't know where Mrs. Han got such a big anger.

I haven't seen her speak calmly, it's really getting more and more unreasonable.

"Am I hungry and can't say both?"

"Didn't you watch me work all morning? After washing everyone's laundry, I'm almost exhausted! ”

Father Han also snorted coldly, "When Ying Xiao's daughter-in-law was here, she was pregnant, and she was busy with this family, so why wasn't she late for a meal?" ”

"That little slut is really good, even you are fascinated! Do you miss that little slut anymore, you dead old man? ”

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