Chapter 302： listen to gossip

  Chapter 302 Listening to gossip

Tan Biaosan grabbed her arm and his face turned red: "Okay, stop embarrassing yourself here, go home! Damn bitch! Get out of here!"

Yang Lan'er glanced at him contemptuously. This scumbag disgusted her even more. Since she felt ashamed, why didn't she stop her just now and stand up to show her masculinity? It's disgusting to be a **** and still want to set up a torii!

Boomed Widow Lin away, and everyone continued to claim money.

Tan Anjun handed the teacup to his little wife, and joked: "Lan'er, come and drink a glass of water first, I just won the quarrel, but I'm thirsty, let's moisten my throat first."

After finishing speaking, he glanced to the side.

Wang Qing trembled all over, hurriedly got up to give up his seat, and said with a flattering smile: "Master, please sit down."

Tan Anjun lifted up his robe and sat down slowly without glancing at him.

Yang Lan'er looked at his domineering appearance, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Master, I will hand over the money to you, so be careful not to send it by mistake! I'm tired, I'll have a rest."

After finishing speaking, he threw the money bag on his lap towards him, regardless of whether he could catch it or not.

Tan Anjun stretched out one hand to catch it firmly, with a smile on his lips: "Okay, my lady will have a rest."

My family has long been accustomed to the way the father and wife get along, but the few villagers standing next to him rarely saw anything strange, and their eyes widened in surprise.

"Ahem! Continue to receive the money!" Tan Anjun gave them a cold look and coughed.

The villagers next to him reacted and poked Dayong, the first villager in the row.

Dayong shivered: "Oh, okay, thank you, An Jun."

Yang Lan'er was sitting at the table, watching everyone weigh in and get money, and the contented smiles on their sallow and thin faces, the corners of their lips slowly curled up unconsciously.

"Although Tan Biaosan was not very obedient to Widow Lin in the past, he was still very good. How can he be so violent now?"

"Tch! This is news from three hundred years ago!"

Oh! Yang Lan'er's heart of gossip was suspended by these village women, and she was busy listening.

"Oh, do you know what's going on?"

Another tall village woman pointed at Erjin’s yard, lowered her voice and said mysteriously: “Do you know? Mrs. Qian came back from here on the day when she went to the beam, and what happened when she returned home?”

"What happened?"

At this time, several village women joined the gossip team.

The tall village woman glanced around and looked at the expressions of everyone: "Think about it, where did Qian get dressed like that?"

"I still remember, that day Widow Lin said that she was almost the same as the old bustard in the brothel." Another short village woman interrupted hastily.

The tall village woman gave the short village woman a look of "You have a good memory", and continued: "When Mrs. Qian returned home, she saw Tan Danian lying on the bed sulking, so she resorted to the brothel's tricks to seduce people."

"Oh, this Qian family is too shameless!" Everyone else was very angry.

Yang Lan'er rolled her eyes when she heard this. It was as if she had seen this tall village woman with her own eyes.

In fact, Yang Lan'er didn't know that this tall village woman happened to pass by Tan Danian's yard that day, and saw Mrs. Qian staggering out of the yard. She made it up.

"Don't interrupt, listen carefully!" The little village woman said impatiently and quite dissatisfied.

The tall village woman clapped her palms: "That's right, it's too embarrassing. Tan Danian watched coldly, just indifferent, and didn't give any reaction."

"This Tan Danian can't do it right?"

(end of this chapter)