Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 142
The twilight came silently from the distant mountains, the mountains were dark ochre-colored, and the gusts of the night wind blew away the heat of the hot day.
Yang Lan'er wiped her sweat-stained and itchy face, and looked at the tall and straight back of the cheap man walking in front Even though she was wearing a rough cloth and a short brown, it still did not affect her attitude. all the slower to accommodate him.
Standing at the exit of the valley, looking at the dim cave heads, the lively noise, husband and wife looked at each other and smiled, feeling the peace in their hearts.
Tan Anjun removed the two bamboo baskets of Gastrodia elata from the ring, and said with a helpless smile, "Madam, let's go home with Gastrodia elata on our backs."
Yang Lan'er blinked, and inevitably asked: "Master, have you missed your baby lately away from home?"
Tan Anjun rolled his eyes: "What do you think?"
"How do I know what's in your heart?" reply Yang Lan'er.
Tan Anjun asked back: "Is this still a question?"
Yang Lan'er carried a bamboo basket full of Gastrodia elata on his back, and he still did not give up and asked: "Master, did you think of me for so many years in the military camp?"
He rushed over with his head bowed, his ears erect to wait for his answer, his heart strained, and even Yang Lan'er himself did not know whether he wanted to hear it or not.
Tan Anjun walked in front silently, clenched his thin lips, and thought about how to answer in his mind, so as not to make his little wife angry.
At first, he must have missed home. Later, due to the strenuous training and killing on the cruel battlefield, his heart gradually went numb. Later, he only occasionally thought about it when he could not sleep at night. His wife's face blurred in his mind.
After all, they had separated just half a month after their marriage, but she did not dare to utter these words.
Tan Anjun touched his nose, coughed, and said carefully: "I think."
Turning around and looking at the little wife behind him, he stood still and said softly: "When I first went there, I was most worried about you being alone at home, she said, afraid you will be disturbed. After all this time, there's no time for a long-term relationship, but I only remember it once in a while."
After he finished speaking, he carefully glanced at his little wife, worried that she would get angry.
He lowered his head and said to himself repeatedly in his heart: Now that Yang Lan'er is just you, and you are Yang Lan'er, why are you jealous of yourself?
Yang Lan'er sighed sadly: "Master, let's hurry home, I'm hungry."
It's dusk now.
Tan Anjun heaved a sigh of relief and nodded: "Go back."
As they were about to reach the middle of the valley, the two couples saw a large house not far from dusk, they only saw shadows, and a specific blur could not be clearly seen.
"Sir, this is our home, has it been built?" Yang Laner asked with interest.
Tan Anjun grabbed his little wife's hand and smiled: "It's late, let's go home first, this house won't run here, let's come back tomorrow and look carefully, it may not be closed yet."
"Okay, let's hurry back, I miss those babies, my family must have never thought we'd be back today, is this a surprise?" Yang Lan'er raised his head and asked with a smile.
Tan Anjun recalled the mischievous looks of his two sons, and slightly curled his lips: "It's kind of."
Yang Lan'er glanced at the little white tiger who was sleeping soundly in the arms of her cheap husband, rubbed the tiger's head, and said to Tan Anjun with a smile: "Master, we both worked very hard, we both worked very hard, that's the most fun thing to enjoy."
Tan Anjun: "..."
"Master, do you think those babies will like Xixi when they see her?" Yang Lan'er asked worriedly.
Tan Anjun: "..."
Facing the little wife's thoughts, he shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know if his son would like it.