
Yang Lan'er was forced to rest at home for almost a month.
Regarding the reason for his illness this time, he secretly related it to the fact that his soul did not fully match the body of its original owner.
Tan Anjun thinks that the mine is too evil, which scares him, and he loses his soul, which causes a high fever.
Yang Lan'er heard his analysis, but nodded with a smile.
The morning light is dim.
"Madam, get up, we'll be gone soon." Tan Anjun smiled and pushed his little wife who was still sleeping soundly beside him.
"Well, early."
Today was a big day for them to put up a block in their home in Shanghe Village, so Tan Anjun specifically allowed it out, hardly considered the end of healing.
After the couple took a shower and breakfast, everyone gathered at the courtyard gate.
"Wang Qing, except for the staff left behind, is everyone here? Is all the preparation ready?" Tan Anjun brought his little wife to the courtyard gate and saw Wang Qing counting the number of people.
"Master, everything is here," Wang Qing said with a smile.
Today could be the day when the real master's main house is completed, but it has a different meaning from the other villages in this valley, he should be optimistic about all aspects, and make no mistakes.
"Dad, mom, we're ready, we can go!"
"Auntie, uncle." Xiaoyingzi ran out with a few younger brothers, and stood beside Yang Laner with a slight gasp.
"Well, are you full for breakfast?" Yang Lan'er patted her shoulder.
"Auntie, we're all full."
"Good."
"Oh, let's go, let's go!"
"Oh, ride a big horse, let's go!"
Tan Anjun lightly reprimanded: "Sit still, be careful not to fall off the horse's back! Xiao Wu, you guys watch them, don't let them fall."
"No, we'll take care of it, don't worry."
Tan Anjun hugged his young wife and asked in a low voice: "Madam, let's ride a horse."
"No, it's just that the road in the valley can be ridden. It is not comfortable to ride a horse in the thick forest. There are branches everywhere. I'll accompany you on the street," Yang Lan'er grabbed his arm and laughed .
"OK" Tan Anjun smiled, letting half of his body weight hang on his arm.
A group of people came out from Dachong Mountain and saw their new home from afar, Crowning said.
As soon as everyone arrived in front of the house, the other villagers immediately gave way after finding out, and a group of people entered the courtyard unhindered.
Wang Qing saw that a good time was coming, so he hurriedly arranged for the next lifting of the beam, and moved all the prepared items.
Yang Lan'er looked at the list he made, pigs, fish, chickens, geese, eggs, incense candles, sweets, steamed buns, copper coins, etc. He didn't know much about such rituals in ancient times, so I just left it to Tan Anjun to arrange for it.
"An Jun, congratulations!" The old village chief walked in from the outside at this moment, congratulating with a smile.
Tan Anjun turned his head and saw that it was the old village chief, so he rushed forward to return the greetings: "Uncle of the village chief, Tongxi, please sit in the courtyard for a meeting, and when the good time comes, we'll be on the beam. I'm afraid the reception is not good because of the busy work today. The head of Shu Haihan's village."
There are more than a dozen tables installed in the courtyard, according to village custom, to be held banquets to entertain relatives, friends, craftsmen, and the whole village after the beams are installed.
"I'm free, you don't have to be polite, you go to your business, I'll sit next to you." After he finished speaking, the old village chief walked to the side.