Her second uncle likes to be lazy, and everyone in the old Han family knows that if it really doesn't work, forget it, obviously there are many things that he doesn't want to learn or ponder, so he directly pushes it to others, counting on others to help him do it.

This pigsty is not a particularly rare thing, it takes a little time to build the adobe bricks piece by piece.

She'll do it all!

"It's okay, it's okay!" The fifth elder of the Han family patted Han Yingmei's shoulder. "I said yes, I can't go over and say no now, right?"

"Okay, Dad, don't you just promise to help next time? We can't afford to lose too much! ”

"Okay, Daddy remembers!"

Zhao Qishan carried Mrs. Zhao off the carriage.

"Mother, grandma is here!" Han Yingxue called out in the courtyard.

"Grandma is here, grandma is here!" Several children ran out of the house cheering.

With Mrs. Han, Mrs. Zhao is really much better. In the past, when Mrs. Zhao came to visit Zhao, she would cook several cakes at home and bring them over.

Mrs. Zhao's pancake skills are good, so several children like to eat them very much!

In Lao Han's house, a few children can't eat anything delicious, and Mrs. Zhao's cakes have become a delicacy in his eyes, so several children look forward to Mrs. Zhao coming over every time, so that they can have delicious cakes to eat.

Although they don't want to eat bread now, the thoughts of several children about Mrs. Zhao have not changed.

So when Han Yingxue shouted that Mrs. Zhao was coming, several children ran out with such cheers. Greet Mrs. Zhao.

Han Yingxue used to be an orphan and didn't understand this kind of emotion, but since the last time she went to Kyoto for a few days, she realized that she missed her family.

She loved the feeling and made her feel at home.

This life is so good, there are people she loves, and there are people who love her.

Zhao walked out of the room in disbelief, thinking that he had misheard. When I saw Mrs. Zhao on Zhao Qishan's back, I realized that everything was real.

Some walked out with tears in their eyes.

"Mother!" Zhao's voice trembled a little.

"Mother, carry grandma into the house and say!" Han Ying Snow Road.

Zhao nodded.

Zhao Qishan put Mrs. Zhao on the bed.

It is estimated that a few people sleep in a bed at night, and Han Yingxue decided to build a bed for Mrs. Han out of wood.

"Mother!" Zhao sat down next to Mrs. Zhao, "Mother, you are suffering, look at how you have lost weight like this now?" ”

Mrs. Zhao also looked at Zhao in distress, but seeing that Zhao's face was ruddy, and people had grown some meat, she thought that her daughter was indeed as Zhao Tiangang said, she didn't suffer anything, and her heart that had been hanging was finally let go.

"Not bitter, not bitter!" Mrs. Zhao choked up.

"Mother, why aren't your legs well?"

"It's a bad fall! It's okay, isn't this coming to you? The snow girl said she could cure me! ”

"Well, stay with me!"

The Zhao family knew that his mother must have suffered a lot in the hands of Cheng Guihua during these days. Her sister-in-law has that temperament, she can't expect her to be good to her mother!

The two of them croaked, and Han Yingxue went out to make a simple bed for Mrs. Zhao.

I found some thick sticks, hammers and nails.

Mrs. Han slept alone, so the bed didn't need to be too big, just a ninety-centimeter-wide wooden plank.

"Cher, I'll come!" Zhao Qishan snatched the hammer from Han Yingxue's hand.

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