Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 188 Sing gently

  Yang Lan'er looked at the little girl in front of him, and nodded with a smile: "It's so good."

   "Auntie, can you teach me another song?"

   "Xiaoying, why do you want to sing?" Yang Laner looked at the little girl and asked with a smile.

  Yang Liying was startled, pondered for a moment and said: "I think singing can reveal my inner emotions. When I'm happy, I sing cheerful songs, and when I'm sad, I sing sad songs."

   "Oh, very simple reason, very simple happiness."

  Yang Lan'er glanced at the little girl, then frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "Auntie, I've heard a very good song, I'll sing it and you listen carefully."

  Tan Anjun was about to enter the room at this time, when he heard this, he stopped, looked back, and felt relieved when he saw no one, no one, in order not to meet with Su Yongyuan again and disturb the singing of his little wife.

  Yang Lan'er cleared his throat, glanced at the door and saw no one enter, and smiled: 'People:

   "The time of return coincides with the spring of March in the old city, the,

  Xianfeng waved wine flags and tea covers to cover people's eyes.

   The flower cake is filled with the sweetness of the long lost Manfang,

  Accompanying children to release paper kites

   Sing Fengyue on the stage across the street

   Singing about your love, I hope time will pass

  Who can hear the remaining melody

   shaoguang Naosurei

  Stop by the Dream-in-Painting Pavilion

   There are kites and kites next to the green roof

   The emerald curtain surrounds a deep and shallow dike

   Willow leaves bend and bend, the flowers rotate

  The water flowers turned the boat and swayed

  The boat swayed across the south stone bridge

  Shiqiao Nan, he walked slowly while holding an umbrella

  Two daisies with thin smoke and willow leaves

  Willow leaves are bent with golden bird hairpins

   It made her look at me with shame. "

   This small town ballad was an ancient song that he liked to hear so much in his previous life, he never thought that he would experience the ancient times directly, which made him lament the impermanence of the world.

Tan Anjun had been addicted for a long time and could not escape from it. His little wife's singing was like the splash of a deaf bird, like the song of a braids, the song of a gurgling water, and it seemed to be melodious and affectionate. Is this the legendary sound of nature?

  Yang Liying regained her senses and was about to clap her hands when she heard footsteps coming from the door, and turned to see that her uncle was entering.

"Uncle"

   "Dad, mom sings really well." All the babies were shocked.

  Tan Anjun stepped into the room, embracing his little wife, and noticed there was a hint of worry between his eyebrows, and raised his eyebrows: "Miss, what is it? Are you uncomfortable?"

  Yang Lan'er shook her head, she was only emotional for a while, so she slightly smiled: "I'm fine, does Xiao Yingzi like it?"

  Yang Liying smiled happily: "I like it."

  Tan Anjun smiled proudly: "Miss, my mind is shocked by your singing."

   "Is it exaggerated as you say?" Yang Lan'er hit him a few times and said with a denouncing smile.

   "Everything I say to my husband is the truth." Tan Anjun drew closer to his ear and whispered: "Singing songs during the day requires drinking too much. How about we try making red bayberry wine when my wife?"

  Yang Lan'er squinted at him, looked at his longing eyes, and smiled sweetly: "Well, whenever there is a jar of wine, it will be brewed by then."

   "Okay, then it's all right." After he finished speaking, he hugged his little wife and slapped her cheek.

   "Finding a fight, the kids are still there." Yang Lan'er was very upset.

   "Haha ..." Tan Anjun waved his hand indifferently, "No problem!"

   Seeing this, the babies also burst into laughter with their father, "Haha ..."

  Yang Lan'er and Yang Liying looked at a room filled with men of various sizes and laughed out loud, looked at each other helplessly, and both of them pursed their lips and smiled.

   "Sir, have you laughed enough? Come and eat loquats to soothe your throat so you don't lose your breath from laughing."

   Facing the temptation of his little wife, Tan Anjun smiled indifferently: "OK, miss feed me."

  Yang Lan'er really wanted to slap the loquat on his face, did he do it? Where did such a thick-skinned man come from?

   "Okay, I'll eat by myself, miss, don't get mad." Tan Anjun secretly laughed, the little wife is still very shy.

  Glancing at the little kids in the room and frowning, why do you think they ruined the scene here?