Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 98 My Home Is the Peace of My Mind
Before returning to the cave, the sun was almost setting.
Seeing that her daughter and daughter-in-law had returned home safely, Mother Yang arranged for her daughter-in-law to work in the kitchen with a smile.
"Lan'er, did your trip to the county go well today? Did you meet people who weren't handsome?" He reluctantly let go of his daughter's little hand.
"Mother, didn't you see your daughter standing right in front of you?" Yang Lan'er smiled and comforted Yang's mother.
“OK, I'm not worried about handing it over to my son-in-law, I know you'll be back safely.” Mother Yang praised.
“Bu, I will not renege on my promise.” Tan Anjun pursed his lips and smiled.
Yang Lan'er rolled her eyes at the cheap husband, are you shameless? This guy is getting thicker and thicker now.
"Mother, father, and others haven't returned?" Yang Lan'er quickly changed the subject, but she didn't notice when she came back, she should still be making bricks.
“I'll be back soon.” Mother Yang looked into the distance and saw some people rushing here.
“Mother, grandma, sit.” The two babies carried a bench in front of Yang Lan'er.
"Hey, sweet baby grandma, it really makes sense." Mother Yang lovingly rubbed the heads of the two of them.
Yang Lan'er grinned happily upon seeing this, her baby behaving very well.
“Mother, sit.” Seeing Xiao Wu and the others had already lowered the items from the horse's back.
"Let's pack these things now, Lan'er, why are you buying so many more items?" Mother Yang said sadly, how much money is needed, this girl is truly a lost child. Staring at Tan Anjun, seeing that he was not unhappy, he released his heart.
Tan Anjun glanced at the expression of his mother-in-law, feeling funny as well as sad in his heart, funny mother-in-law was worried needlessly, and he did not pay attention to money for this little child.
He also felt sad that his little wife had suffered a lot in the past few years when he married her, and he could not even afford to buy cotton cloth with dozens of taels of silver.
Thinking back to the past in the capital, the women in the house would spend hundreds of taels to make clothes, even hundreds of taels without blinking.
Looking at the figure of his little wife who was busy packing things, he suddenly felt that this moment was a peace of mind that he had never had in his entire life.
It will be his home from now on, happy to have a wife, son, and relatives!
Yang Lan'er picked up her own things, looked up and saw the cheap man looking at her with guilt and relief, what is it?
“Lan'er, what will this cotton catties do?” Mother Yang asked in confusion, holding half a cotton sack.
"Mom, I have other uses for this." Yang Lan'er blushed, grabbed the sack with one hand and his own belongings with the other, and rushed into the compartment inside the cave.
"This kid will never grow up, he's always reckless." Mother Yang looked at her daughter's back and shook her head attentively.
“Mother, I'll go and have a look.” Tan Anjun saw his wife rush into the cave, and he thought something must be wrong.
“Go.” Mother Yang waved her hand and continued to organize her belongings.
Take some seasoning and salt, and yell into the kitchen: "Second brother, get out and move this spice to the kitchen." "
Hey, mom, we're coming."
After a while, Mrs. He and Mrs. Ding ran out.
Mother Yang looked at her blankly when she saw Ms. Ding, "For the second family, bring the spice pile back to the stove. For the fourth family, wash this large iron pot and move it to the stove. Remember to boil a pot of hot water. From now on, this pot will be used to boil hot water. "
Ding looked here and there, looked at it, and saw some cloth sacks with sparkling eyes, were these all used to make clothes for them? ?
Mother Yang always looked down on her, she was a coward with long hair and short eyesight, and her eye sockets were shallow.
He scolded: "Mr Ding, what are you lingering about? Why didn't you hear me tell you to wash the pot?"
"Ah? All right, great." Ding's gaze was pulled out of the pile of cloth with great difficulty, and he reluctantly picked up the large iron pot and left.