Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 156 When did he change his name?

  After she finished washing, she returned to the cave compartment and saw the babies snoring slowly like sleeping pigs.

Yang Lan'er couldn't help but laugh, he took off his shoes and lay half down, reached out and pinched the little piglet's nose, seeing them subconsciously open their little mouths to breathe because of their stuffy noses.

He teased the boy for a while, and seeing that Tan Anjun had not returned, he closed his eyes and sank into the space again, continuing to arrange the objects in the Gastrodia elata space that he dug up on the mountain last time was still piling up in the open space of space, because too many people in the valley, it was better to take them out directly, instead of taking them out, Yang Lan'er could only spend some time in the room to wash and dry it a little, and put it in the warehouse to keep it fresh, then take it out and cook it when you have time, she said, it is very convenient to store it or sell it when the time comes.

   When Tan Anjun returned to the cave compartment after washing up, he saw Yang Lan'er and the children were sleeping together.When he picked up a book and sat by the bedside, he looked at Yang Lan'er, he looked seriously and laughed.

   "Miss, are you asleep?" Tan Anjun was sitting at the side, actually he knew at a glance that he must have consciously entered the space ring, and he just wanted to ask subconsciously.

  Tan Anjun especially disliked being with his little wife without much of the same language, so he could only choose to remain silent.

  Yang Lan'er closed his eyes and ignored him, and continued to set up objects in space, as if he thought no one knew about it.

   "Are you really sleeping? My husband still wants to talk to you?" Tan Anjun held onto his chin and muttered to himself.

  Yang Lan'er couldn't help but quit her mind, she gave him a funny look, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm gone all day today, I'm going, go to bed early."

   Tan Anjun leaned against his cheek and smiled: "Hehe, this is too early, what's wrong? You busy? Am I bothering you?"

Yang Lan'er stretched his limbs, feeling very helpless about the ancient habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, just like he did not want to sleep too early, she said, he sat down and rolled his eyes at Tan Anjun: "You're free, what do you want to talk about?"

   "Hehe." Tan Anjun smiled and raised his eyebrows. In fact, there is nothing to talk about, just talking about the usual gossip of parents.

  Yang Lan'er was very speechless at this moment, this man dragged her to speak from heart to heart with him, could he possibly be talking about this non-nutritive topic? But relocation can be discussed with him, and how to arrange it depends on the opinion of the head of the family.

Yang Lan'er reached out and patted her arm, afraid that other family members would hear her, and lowered a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Tan Anjun, you, can you rest?"

   Tan Anjun had a smile in his eyes, and said with a low laugh: "Mrs, please call me by my name more often in the future, call me Ayi, okay?"

  Yang Lan'er couldn't adapt to his sudden change, she blinked her clear eyes and asked doubtfully: "Come? When did you change your name?"

"This is the word General Qin chose for me when I went to the barracks. Yi, other than General Qin, only you know, Su Yongyuan and the others do not know. "Tan Anjun stroked her hair with his finger, and said softly.

  Only his wife is qualified to pronounce his character, but only his wife can pronounce it.

   "Other than General Qin, am I the only one?" Yang Lan'er felt a little sweet in her heart, she blinked her bright, rippling eyes, and looked at her with a smile.

   Tan Anjun nodded: "Well, you're the only one, calling to listen."

   "Sir, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep." Yang Lan'er yawned, narrowed her eyes and said in confusion.

   Tan Anjun narrowed his eyes dangerously, the corner of his mouth slightly crooked, trying to escape? There are no doors, no windows.

   A low and threatening voice rang out: "Mrs, are you sure you don't want to call me your husband? Hm ..."

  Yang Lan'er: "."