Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 137 You are the sustainer of my heart and love


   The couple finished their breakfast.


  Yang Lan'er cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, stretching her lower body, her body recovering well, but she only felt a little uncomfortable.


   "Master, pack up and let's go."


   Tan Anjun was looking up and looking for the little white tiger, glanced at his little wife and said with a smile: "Let's take a break for another day today, and leave after you recover."


  Yang Lan'er was confused: "My body has recovered, what are you looking for, Mister?"


  Tan Anjun teased: "Your little white tiger hasn't returned yet, and you, mother, don't even remember it?"


"Good."


  Yang Lan'er patted his forehead, why did he forget about the little white tiger? This mother is very incompetent.


  Finally, the couple turned around and found him at the bottom of the cave.


   "Sir, where's the little white tiger?" Yang Lan'er looked at the little white tiger, puzzled.


  Tan Anjun grabbed the hand of his little wife: "Come in and look."


   Walking closer, Yang Lan'er was confused, he had heard people licking screens, but he had never seen anyone licking a stone wall.


   Then he said angrily: "Young man, what are you doing?"


  Tan Anjun inspected the stone wall carefully, and seriously said: "Miss, this stone wall should smell salty."


Uh! The taste is salty, meaning that the stone wall contains salt.


  Yang Lan'er did not believe it: "This little boy is really hungry."


   Taking the little white tiger, he walked back.


  Tan Anjun chased after him, excited about the smell: "Miss, the stone wall smells salty, do you know what it means?"


"represent what?"


   Seeing the indifference of his little wife, Tan Anjun shook his head: "That means there is salt."


  Yang Lan'er said lightly, and poured half a bowl of broth for the little white tiger Seeing her eat well, she smiled sweetly: "But I don't know how to make it."


   Tan Anjun scratched his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "My wife is still open-minded."


   "My mother-in-law is not bad either, and she has an amazing attitude." Yang Lan'er winked at him.


   Tan Anjun was flattered after hearing the first four words, and coughed lightly: "Miss, this doesn't make sense."


  Finally, under the urging of Mr. Cheap, he still had not started.


   On the second day, the morning light dimmed, and the couple woke up, finished breakfast, and packed their things.


  The two go together.


Yang Lan'er looked at the little white tiger in front of her inside the bamboo basket, and because she wanted to get out, she protested inside the bamboo basket. Hearing the wail in a milky tone, he laughed and said, "Master, the little white tiger barked awkwardly. From now on, just call it Jin Xi.”


   "Call Xixi, and call smoothly," Tan Anjun advised.


  Yang Lan'er nodded: "OK, Xixi stays in the basket obediently."


   Tan Anjun could not help but feel amused.


  Both are about to reach the top of the col.This part of the mountain road has many rocks and plants are rare, but much easier to pass.


   "Miss, look at the tea tree that grows in these rock crevices." Tan Anjun was surprised to find a tea tree growing in front of him.


"Thank you?"


  Yang Laner approached and found that the tea tree was slightly different from the tea tree yesterday the day after tomorrow, the tea tree in front of him was short but the trunk was thicker, somewhat like a specially pruned bonsai.


  Tan Anjun took out a bamboo basket and said with a smile, "Since we found it, there is no reason to let go."


   After he finished speaking, he picked up the tea leaves neatly with both his left and right hands, he was a good person from the Gu family.


  Yang Lan'er couldn't help but laugh: "Sir, do you like to drink tea?"


   "Well, in my spare time, I look forward to sitting in the yard with my loved ones for tea, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court together, he said, and watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky."


   Tan Anjun lowered his head, this seemingly simple happiness was the luxury he had craved the most for several years in the border military camp.


   For a moment, Tan Anjun held back his emotions, turned his head and winked at his little wife, and said with a smile: "You are the direction of my heart and the support of my love."


   Yang Lan'er's old face suddenly became hot, and she gave him a coquettish look, but secretly she was happy.