Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 148 Alzheimer's Disease

   A few days passed like this.

   Woke up early in the morning, and saw Tan Anjun fully dressed.

  Yang Lan'er asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, you guys came back early today and are good-bye."

  Tan Anjun looked at the sleepy eyes of his little wife, with a smile on his lips: "Alright, let's try to return as soon as possible, so we won't make the woman wait."

  Yang Lan'er turned her back, "Yes."

  Tan Anjun could not help but raise his eyebrows: "Miss, I went for my husband."

  Following the sound of footsteps drifting away, Yang Lan'er immediately got up to take a bath, and woke the two babies up.

   On the breakfast table, there was a pot of sweet potato porridge, a pot of scrambled eggs, and a pot of pancakes.

   "Mother, this porridge is not good, I want to put honey." Belle clicked her lips, too weak, so she protested.

  Yang Lan'er had not had the chance to speak.

   Ms. Ding curled his lips: "Bao'er, this is a disastrous year, it's good to eat, but you're still picky."

  Bell was upset and said, "Little aunt, I'm Tan Hankun, Kun'er."

   Moreover, what they ate was their own food, so what was the difference with him?

   Ms. Ding took a sip of the porridge, and said indifferently: "Isn't that all your names? No matter what you call it, it won't be the same."

  Bei Er was stunned: "Mother, little aunt, she must have suffered from some kind of dementia."

  Yang Lan'er glanced at Ding Shi coldly, then patted his youngest son's back lightly.

  Ding touched his cold eyes and his entire body trembled.

   "Yes, my son thought my little aunt had this disease, and he can't even remember my name and my brother." Belle nodded seriously.

   Ms. Ding was furious, although she did not know what Alzheimer's disease was, but she condemned him as an elder at such a young age.

"You…"

   "OK, Ding early in the morning, what are you and Chuipao Xiaoer fussing about? Why do you still have a face?" Mother Yang frowned and said in a disdainful tone.

  The Sunny kicked under the table, looked at him sharply, and said clearly: Shut up!

Mother Yang saw Madam Ding bow her head and made no sound, she turned her head and said cheerfully: "Second sister, you go to my room and bring me some honey, let the children taste it, if it is sweet potato porridge in the morning today, let alone the children of the Fathers of all mothers, even if the adults are tired of eating, let alone the children of the parents, I'll put a spoonful of honey in the porridge of the children for breakfast in the future."

   "Well, thank you grandma (milk)." Children cheering.

  Father Yang stroked his beard, looked at the children who were eating happily, and said with a smile, "Lan'er, where did An Jun go today?"

  Ever since he woke up, he had not seen his son-in-law and Master Su. Where's the guard?

  Yang Lan'er blinked, thinking that Mr. Cheap said that he would be back early, and said with a smile: "We'll move tomorrow, and they go to the wetlands today, and want to prepare more materials for tomorrow."

  Second brother Yang clapped his hands and laughed out loud: "OK, okay, tomorrow we as a family should celebrate well."

Brother Yang bit his cake, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. He hurriedly said: "Dad, let's go to the new house today, clean it, and arrange everything that needs to be done. We're moving out tomorrow, what do you think?"

  Yang Lan'er glanced at Third Brother Yang. He had always been a practical third brother. He coughed and said softly, "Mom, I want to put honey."

  Mother Yang said with a denouncing smile: "OK, you can scoop it up yourself, why are you still acting like a child?"

Yang Lan'er took out a bamboo tube, took out a spoonful of honey and stirred it into the porridge, and said as he stirred, "Dad, after we clean up today, we can move the furniture and arrange it, so that we can, and we can move it up the odds and end up tomorrow."