
Back in the valley, I saw Father Yang and the others still fighting in the yam fields from a distance. Yang Lan'er smiled meaningfully and shook her head. Be happy as they please.
In front of the cave, I saw Mother Yang leading the four daughter-in-laws to wash. Looking at Yang Lan'er, He laughed out loud and said, "Lan'er, you're back, I left you food in the pot."
Yang Lan'er waved: "Hey, so. What are you doing?"
"We didn't do anything in the afternoon and took a shower. Because of the drought, I have not bathed happily. "After speaking, there was a series of laughter.
Mother Yang looked at him: "Our clothes are almost finished washing, you go and eat your food, are you almost starving?"
Yang Lan'er smiled and said: "Okay, I'll eat first, you're busy."
Returning to the cave and opening the pot, there was a bowl of sweet potato porridge, chicken and grated potatoes inside. After eating, Yang Lan'er picked up the items in the basket. The entire person spread out on the floor and did not want to move.
After nightfall, Yang Lan'er went into space to take a bath, stood in front of the mirror and looked at her skin. His skin looked whiter, was that my own illusion?
Get out of the room, go back to the cave, and see the family sitting on the floor chatting, and the children falling asleep.
Seeing him enter, Father Yang smiled at him and said with emotion: "Lan'er, that piece of yam is really a high result. Today, father and son dig less than 30%, which is about a thousand catties . If it continues like this, then a plot of land could produce at least three thousand catties!"
Yang Lan'er smiled and said: "The sweet potato hair can also be cut. Cut the tendril into such a long piece," moved his hand: "Then put it into the ground, water it, and it will grow. You can harvest more in the fall."
"Oh, let's put the vines on the ground we dig tomorrow, then dig up the remaining sweet potatoes," Yang Cunzhi said happily.
"You can have this. We can open the desert next to it tomorrow, and then we'll plant sweet potato vines. "Yang Cunli, the third brother of the Practical Sect, applauded happily.
Mother Yang, Madame Li, laughed and said: "Pause of your time, your body is important, you must pay attention to rest. Tomorrow I will let the second daughter-in-law boil some chickens, so that everyone can make up for it."
After discussing things, Yang Lan'er returned to the corner, staring at the sleeping Belle while hitting.
After a busy day, coupled with physical exhaustion, I fell into a deep sleep after a while.
Yang Lan'er felt burdened by heavy objects and could not breathe, she wanted to take a deep breath but could not. The body trembled and woke up.
"Chuckles...."
My head, which was originally dazed, also woke up. Looking at Belle who was lying on her back and pinching her nose. Feeling helpless for a while, he shook his head and broke free from his small hand that pinched his nose.
"You're naughty, even your mother dares to play tricks, let's see how I punish you?" He said and extended his hand to Belle's creaking nest.
"Hey... Mom, Mum..."
"Are you still brave? Hm! Playing with your mom?"
"Heh....Hoohoo, don't you dare anymore, hehe...Brother..please!"
"Seeing that you have the right attitude in admitting your mistakes, I'll let you go today, did you hear me?" Seeing that he was almost out of breath from laughing, Yang Lan'er pretended to be fierce.
Dressed clean, Bao'er stood by the bed, looking at her mother and younger brother, with a helpless face, but attentive eyes. Is it easy to be a boy and a brother at the same time? How did you break it? Dad, you parents have to come back early. Our little friend Bao'er is starting to miss Dad again.
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At the border barracks, Tan Anjun was injured in a surprise attack last night. The military doctor bandaged him and told him to pay attention: "Your arm is seriously injured. You can't use force or get wet until you recover. During the recovery period, pay attention to rest and eat well. Notice also. balabala...."
Tan Anjun plucked out his ears, his cold looking face filled with impatience, wasn't it endless?