Chapter 410： very sad
Chapter 410 Very reluctant
Tan Anjun patted her on the back lightly, and lifted her chin: "Don't worry about it, the border military camp has everything, and I don't lack anything."
"Nothing is missing, in fact, everything is missing!"
She doesn't want to discuss this issue with him, she's prepared in advance, is she afraid that he won't take it when the time comes?
"Alan..." Tan Anjun rolled his Adam's apple a few times, his deep black eyes swept across his little wife, and his big palms covered his slightly protruding belly.
Under the dim light, the little wife's facial features are exquisite, her whole body exudes the smell of pregnancy, exuding the unique brilliance of motherhood, reminding her of the child in her womb.
Tan Anjun suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he could only bury his reluctance in the deepest part of his heart. He kissed the top of her hair, and whispered: "After your husband leaves, you have to take good care of yourself at home. The daily life of the children is beyond the reach of the maids." Go take care of it, don’t worry too much, I’ll be at the border when you’re well.”
Yang Lan'er lightly pressed his lips with her palm, and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry at home, I will take care of it. My wife is not a porcelain doll, and it's not so easy to break."
Tan Anjun's cold eyes flickered, he hummed lightly, put his arms around her, and said softly, "Go to sleep."
This night.
Outside the house, the sky and night are as cool as water, lying down and watching Altair Vega.
In the house, the husband and wife embraced each other and slept until dawn.
The next day, Yang Lan'er woke up from a sweet dream when the sun was high. After getting up, she knew from Xiao Ruo's mouth that Tan Anjun left for Lishu Village to deliver gifts after breakfast.
"Ma'am, Lord, I carried half a fan of the wild boar I hunted yesterday, as well as cloth, red bayberry wine, and red dates picked yesterday, and I also carried a bamboo basket."
Xiao Ruo feels that the master really loves his wife, which can be seen from this etiquette.
In the village, which son-in-law would send a box of meat and a catty of wine to those with better economic conditions, and almost a few catties of beans or grain produced by themselves.
It is rare to see such a rich owner like the grandfather, and it may be unique, the only one in this family.
Yang Lan'er just smiled when she heard Xiao Ruo's nagging, and didn't say a word.
When a man cares about you, he will pour out his heart and soul to you, wishing he could send the best to you.
Currently, her family's silly roe deer has been running on this road. She just needs to supervise him and don't let him go astray.
Wait for her to finish the breakfast that will soon become lunch.
Ask Xiao Ruo to go to the warehouse to find all the cotton in the house, and then move it to the main house.
Looking at the cotton that was brought in, it was only about ten catties, Yang Laner asked her to bring some more navy blue, blue, black brocade and cotton cloth.
She rummaged through the cotton in the bag. It was not white enough, and the velvet was very short. This kind of cotton was not soft enough, and it was not as good as long-staple cotton for making cotton-padded clothes and quilts to keep warm.
Moreover, the cotton has not even been cleaned up, so I have to check it carefully by myself.
Yang Lan'er collected the cotton seeds that had been cleaned up again, and she wanted to try to see if the space could be planted.
After waking up from a nap in the afternoon, Yang Lan'er took Xiao Ruo for a walk, and went to the nearby wasteland to have a look. After the busy farming, he could recruit people to reclaim the wasteland.
Autumn is high and crisp, with warm wind blowing in front of you. It is not as dry and hot as the July wind, and it is hotter than the September wind. It is extremely comfortable and comfortable.
Xiao Ruo pointed to the foot of the mountain, and shouted: "Ma'am, you see that the master is back. He has already reached the foot of the mountain, and his pace is so fast, he must be missing his wife."
She still thought she knew the truth and nodded.
Yang Lan'er knocked the little girl's forehead hard, and said with a smile: "Naughty, how dare you make fun of your wife."
Seeing that the man was almost halfway up the mountain, Yang Lan'er hurriedly walked towards him.
"Hey! What is that brat trying to stop me?" Xiao Ruo asked suspiciously, scratching her head and looking at his wife.
Yang Lan'er watched Tan Anjun say a few words to the little boy, and even ignored the horse, and galloped down the mountain with lightness kung fu.
(end of this chapter)
Tan Anjun patted her on the back lightly, and lifted her chin: "Don't worry about it, the border military camp has everything, and I don't lack anything."
"Nothing is missing, in fact, everything is missing!"
She doesn't want to discuss this issue with him, she's prepared in advance, is she afraid that he won't take it when the time comes?
"Alan..." Tan Anjun rolled his Adam's apple a few times, his deep black eyes swept across his little wife, and his big palms covered his slightly protruding belly.
Under the dim light, the little wife's facial features are exquisite, her whole body exudes the smell of pregnancy, exuding the unique brilliance of motherhood, reminding her of the child in her womb.
Tan Anjun suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he could only bury his reluctance in the deepest part of his heart. He kissed the top of her hair, and whispered: "After your husband leaves, you have to take good care of yourself at home. The daily life of the children is beyond the reach of the maids." Go take care of it, don’t worry too much, I’ll be at the border when you’re well.”
Yang Lan'er lightly pressed his lips with her palm, and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry at home, I will take care of it. My wife is not a porcelain doll, and it's not so easy to break."
Tan Anjun's cold eyes flickered, he hummed lightly, put his arms around her, and said softly, "Go to sleep."
This night.
Outside the house, the sky and night are as cool as water, lying down and watching Altair Vega.
In the house, the husband and wife embraced each other and slept until dawn.
The next day, Yang Lan'er woke up from a sweet dream when the sun was high. After getting up, she knew from Xiao Ruo's mouth that Tan Anjun left for Lishu Village to deliver gifts after breakfast.
"Ma'am, Lord, I carried half a fan of the wild boar I hunted yesterday, as well as cloth, red bayberry wine, and red dates picked yesterday, and I also carried a bamboo basket."
Xiao Ruo feels that the master really loves his wife, which can be seen from this etiquette.
In the village, which son-in-law would send a box of meat and a catty of wine to those with better economic conditions, and almost a few catties of beans or grain produced by themselves.
It is rare to see such a rich owner like the grandfather, and it may be unique, the only one in this family.
Yang Lan'er just smiled when she heard Xiao Ruo's nagging, and didn't say a word.
When a man cares about you, he will pour out his heart and soul to you, wishing he could send the best to you.
Currently, her family's silly roe deer has been running on this road. She just needs to supervise him and don't let him go astray.
Wait for her to finish the breakfast that will soon become lunch.
Ask Xiao Ruo to go to the warehouse to find all the cotton in the house, and then move it to the main house.
Looking at the cotton that was brought in, it was only about ten catties, Yang Laner asked her to bring some more navy blue, blue, black brocade and cotton cloth.
She rummaged through the cotton in the bag. It was not white enough, and the velvet was very short. This kind of cotton was not soft enough, and it was not as good as long-staple cotton for making cotton-padded clothes and quilts to keep warm.
Moreover, the cotton has not even been cleaned up, so I have to check it carefully by myself.
Yang Lan'er collected the cotton seeds that had been cleaned up again, and she wanted to try to see if the space could be planted.
After waking up from a nap in the afternoon, Yang Lan'er took Xiao Ruo for a walk, and went to the nearby wasteland to have a look. After the busy farming, he could recruit people to reclaim the wasteland.
Autumn is high and crisp, with warm wind blowing in front of you. It is not as dry and hot as the July wind, and it is hotter than the September wind. It is extremely comfortable and comfortable.
Xiao Ruo pointed to the foot of the mountain, and shouted: "Ma'am, you see that the master is back. He has already reached the foot of the mountain, and his pace is so fast, he must be missing his wife."
She still thought she knew the truth and nodded.
Yang Lan'er knocked the little girl's forehead hard, and said with a smile: "Naughty, how dare you make fun of your wife."
Seeing that the man was almost halfway up the mountain, Yang Lan'er hurriedly walked towards him.
"Hey! What is that brat trying to stop me?" Xiao Ruo asked suspiciously, scratching her head and looking at his wife.
Yang Lan'er watched Tan Anjun say a few words to the little boy, and even ignored the horse, and galloped down the mountain with lightness kung fu.
(end of this chapter)
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