After the new house was built, his father and mother would have a separate room.

At that time, no matter how much her father and mother make a baby at night, she will not be able to hear it.

The house in Hu Xiaoli's house has almost been renovated.

In two days, the foundation of their house will be broken.

There are many people, and it is relatively fast to build a house.

The fifth child of the Han family couldn't wait to go over to the foundation in the past two days and fill in the uneven foundation. When the time comes, it will be easier to build, and the foundation will not have to be filled in with the help of the people who built the house.

Han Yingmei picked out a few jars.

These jars are kept in the house, and they are not yet used.

There are a lot of these jars in the countryside, some of them are used to hold oil, and more are used to pickle some pickles and put some other things.

The jars that Han Yingmei found were not cleaned. So he went out with the jar. "Xue'er, I'll help you wash it, it's a little dirty."

"Good~"

Han Yingmei brought a bucket of water over, and Pan also came back at this time.

"Mother, where have you been?" Han Yingmei saw Pan come in from outside the courtyard.

"I'm going to send tea to your father, it's this afternoon, the sun is too big, I'm afraid your father will finish drinking the tea!"

"Why doesn't my dad rest at home now, and he's not in a hurry, when the day is a little smaller, he can go to work again!"

"Your dad just wanted to get it done sooner. The foundation was leveled, and our house was built sooner. ”

"Auntie~"

When Han Yingmei and Pan were talking, Han Yingxue walked from behind Han Yingmei.

"Ah, Xue'er is back too, look at my eyes, I didn't notice." Pan smiled softly at Han Yingxue.

Then when he caught a glimpse of Lin Miaojun behind Han Yingxue, he pointed at Lin Miaojun and asked, "This is ......?"

"She's Cher's cousin!"

"Aoao~" Pan Shi smiled at Lin Miaojun and nodded to say hello.

The Pan family knew Xuanyuan Ling's identity, and since Lin Miaojun was Xuanyuan Ling's cousin, it was not easy to explain the identity.

Lin Miaojun also smiled at Pan. "Hello auntie."

"Mother, then you go to the house to rest, I'll wash the jar~"

"Alas, good~"

Han Yingmei squatted on the ground, took a bamboo branch brush, and brushed it on the inside of the jar.

Han Yingxue was on the side, scooping water from the barrel to help flush it.

When the two of them were busy, they saw that Liu was also on the side, and came out with two wooden basins, one of which contained a chicken and the other contained some meat. At this time, it is estimated that it will be washed and prepared for dinner in the evening.

It's just that it will be a little early to prepare dinner at this time?

Liu sat happily in the yard plucking his hair.

It's not hard to pull out, and when I pull it out, I have a smile on my face and a little song on my face.

Liu's singing is a bit incomplete, and the little song is also played by her ugly.

But this did not prevent Liu from entertaining himself.

Han Yingxue frowned. He looked towards Liu.

She was a little uncomfortable listening to this singing.

"The second aunt is living a very moist life now, chicken, meat, and humming a little song, and she is really comfortable." Han Ying Snow Road.

Han Yingxue's voice was not big or small, the courtyard of the old Han family was not big, and Han Yingxue's voice also fell clearly in Liu's ears.

Liu's movements at hand paused, raised his head, and looked towards Han Yingxue.

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