Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 288 Where the water is sprayed

  Yang Lan'er was instantly interested, but she had to ask clearly: "But where can I find the actor who sang the story?"

Su Yongyuan leaned against the back of the chair, and said arrogantly: "You don't have to worry about this, sister-in-law. There are a lot of actors walking the streets. As long as the price is right, we can choose any actor."

"Then I'll let you choose this one. I happen to have several shops in the county seat, so you can choose one to open a teahouse. "Yang Lan'er nodded. In ancient feudal societies, actors were poor and humble in work, and their social status was equivalent to that of slaves.Personal freedom was very limited, and lists of names were separated, and mixed marriages with ordinary people were forbidden.

  If a teahouse is opened, it can provide a stable income to some poor actors, prevent them from being abandoned and lead a miserable life, which is also a good relationship for them.

  Su Yongyuan nodded, and did not mind this.

  The two discussed some details of the teahouse opening, and signed a contract after a certain period of time.

  Su Yongyuan said firmly: "Then, big brother-in-law, I want to try opening it in the district first, and if the business is good, I will go to another county or capital."

   "Hey, you have great ambitions, Mr. Su, our husband and wife look forward to the day when you will reach the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains."

Su Yongyuan laughed out loud: "The good one is Ling Jueding, and you can see all the mountains and mountains in an instant. Brother-in-law, Su will not disappoint you. We will start making arrangements when you return to the Village."

   "Master Su, is there anything else?" Yang Lan'er glanced at the smiling man opposite her, and yawned, her eyes misty and damp like autumn water.

  Su Yongyuan's breathing came to a halt, and he quickly shook his head: "Nothing else."

   "Oh, Mr. Xiang, let's go back. "Yang Lan'er stood up and leaned on Master Xiang, looking at him.

"Good."

  Thinking of this, she finally came to the conclusion that she should put marriage on the agenda.

Yang Lan'er woke up from a nap, stood in the courtyard and saw Tan Anjun entering the courtyard surrounded by a group of small children, he glanced at the shadow in the corner of the courtyard, well, he was still sleeping a long time ago , it is time to propose.

  He patted his forehead, narrowed his eyes from the sunlight, and said with a smile, "Master, why are you going with the kids?"

  Shouldn't the kids be training right now?

  Tan Anjun walked quickly to the porch, took a handkerchief from his little wife, and was about to wipe it himself, when he suddenly stopped, and returned the handkerchief to his little wife: "Mrs, wash my husband's sweat."

  Yang Lan'er rolled her eyes at him, and was about to pick it up ...

"Mother, if there's anything for her son to do his job, let his son come and wipe the sweat for his father." Belle snatched the handkerchief from her father, pulled up her sleeve and shouted: "Dad, you're too tall, and the son is quite tall!" No, you squat and let your son wipe your face well."

  The smile on Tan Anjun's face froze, he looked at the sincere eyes of his youngest son, his lips moved, but he said nothing, and obediently knelt down so that his son could contact him.

   Bao'er rolled his eyes and slipped back inside the house.

Bei Er wiped her face and leaned forward to blow the air. He frowned slightly and said sadly, "Dad, you sweat a lot. You must be so tired. Don't worry, my son will help you blow air to cool the body." ."

  Tan Anjun was so touched that tears almost filled his eyes, and his heart softened to the point of confusion.

  His phoenix eyes flickered, where did the water on his face come from?