The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 99 Is she too bully?

Yang's mother stared at Ding's back and spat. Si'er must have been out of her mind at the beginning, but she was confused by such a coward. What's the use of a hen that doesn't lay eggs? What else can she do besides eat? Daughter-in-law, the Yang family really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck!

  Mother Yang vomited and had chest pains. She held her chest and waited for her breath to calm down. Then she asked Xiao Wu and the others to move all the cloth into their own compartment.

   On the other side, Yang Lan'er returned to the cubicle, put the things in order, put the things that should be put into the space, packed the bamboo basket in the corner, and took out two books from it.

  Yang Lan'er patted her forehead, only to remember that she took out the two cheat books last time to teach her sons. How can you turn around and forget?

  Suddenly a big hand grabbed her wrist: "Stupid? How can you pat yourself?" Tan Anjun rubbed her forehead and said displeasedly.

   "Master, why did you come in?" Yang Lan'er was quite surprised.

  Tan Anjun opened his arms, held his little wife in his arms, and said with a faint smile, "There is nothing to do outside. Seeing the lady coming in, I must be busy with something. I will come in for my husband to see if I can help the lady. What is the lady going to do?"

  Yang Lan'er was speechless looking at the sky, could he be shameless in making excuses for a cheap husband?

   "Sir, do you really want to help?"

"certainly"

  Yang Lan'er's eyes flashed, and she smiled slyly: "I'm about to make some clothes...Xiaoyi, do you want to help?"

   "Ahem..." Tan Anjun coughed uncontrollably from his own saliva, and his cheeks and neck became hot.

  Yang Lan'er looked at him with clear and innocent eyes, she didn't need to make small clothes, there were several big drawers in the space bedroom, and there were all kinds of cups for underwear.

   "This... this..." Tan Anjun blushed in embarrassment, alas, if you don't die, you won't die. Let your mouth be cheap, this is embarrassing.

  Yang Lan'er snickered inwardly, asking you to follow her anytime and anywhere, which made her unable to do some private things sometimes.

   Tan Anjun passed the initial embarrassment, but his heart calmed down. He caught a glimpse of the smile in his little wife's eyes, what else did he not understand? This is to tease him on purpose.

  Yang Lan'er looked at the ignorant and stupid look of the cheap husband, and simply clapped her hands and laughed: "Haha..."

   Tan Anjun looked at his young wife's bright smile, and the delicate cherry lips that were close at hand. This was undoubtedly the biggest test for him, and something flashed in his dark eyes.

  Yang Lan'er still didn't know that she was being hugged by a hungry wolf, and she was laughing so hard that her flowers were trembling.

   "Lan'er"

  The deep and hoarse male voice sounded in a low voice, and Yang Lan'er's heart tightened, feeling a hint of danger approaching.

  Yang Lan'er cleared her cough and said hurriedly, "Master, I really need your help."

   After finishing speaking, he pointed to the bamboo baskets in the corner of the cubicle: "See? Help me clean up those bamboo baskets and put them in order."

  Tan Anjun glanced at the corner of his eyes, he was indeed a little confused, "What are these bamboo baskets?"

   "They are all clothes and daily necessities. I have to do needlework, and the corners are left to my husband to tidy up." Yang Lan'er patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

   Tan Anjun saw his little wife's embarrassing expression, he didn't bother to expose her, let her be proud for a while.

"Ok!"

  Yang Lan'er saw that he agreed to come down, and waved to him, "Go and do your work."

   Tan Anjun nodded, glanced at her meaningfully, patted the hem of his clothes and went to squat in the corner honestly.

Yang Lan'er lowered her head and held the fabric in her hand, pretending to be gesticulating. Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, she glanced at the man from the corner of her eye, saw his tall body squatting busy in the corner, and couldn't bear it, she was relieved at the same time I will reflect in my heart: Is she too bully?

   ~Drink the soup like wine~

   ~The aftertaste of licking the corners of the lips is endless~

   Little fairies who like this bowl of soup, put down the cute recommendation tickets~

  (end of this chapter)