
Who cares about your marriage?
"No way!" Qin Lan turned her beautiful eyes and replied: "Brother Tan has only been back for a few months, how is it possible to undergo all six rituals?"
When he was a three-year-old boy? It took her at the earliest ten months to complete the six complete rituals, so this woman must have posted them shamelessly.
Thinking of this, a hint of sarcasm appeared in the corner of his mouth.
The corner of Tan Anjun's mouth curled up into an evil smile, and his deep voice sounded slowly: "How is that impossible? Everything is possible."
"But how long have you been back ..."
“Suami and our wife have been married for six years, who says we got married this time?” Tan Anjun did not wait for her to finish, then said with a smile: “I have been married to Lan'er for six years, and we have two boys, oh! There was a happy event, I almost forgot to tell you, now Lan'er is pregnant with another child, and my family will have another child in a few months, you have to prepare her a gift in advance!"
Huang Qiang's eyes widened in surprise, and he nodded in a daze: "Definitely, definitely ready."
From getting married to having two sons to having another child.
Ow hell! The impact is too strong!
Wave after wave!
Qin Lan was overwhelmed with shock, without showing any emotion on her face, she lightly swept Yang Lan'er's stomach.
Pushing the wooden box on the table, with a warm smile, he looked at Tan Anjun: "Sister Tan, this is our goal coming to you this time, look."
Huang Qiang handed the wooden box over to the table.
Tan Anjun picked it up and opened the lid in front of his little wife, there was a letter on it, and a large banknote underneath.
He would not have thought that the paper money was for his family.
After reading the letter, Tan Anjun folded the letter and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone is having trouble traveling. I'll let the housekeeper arrange for you to rest first. After lunch, I'll drink with my brother to clean you up."
Steward Wang walked in and brought some people out.
The couple returned to the main room.
Tan Anjun threw the wooden box onto the table, opened his robe and sat down, half-smiling and saying: "I know you are curious, so just ask what you want?"
Looking like a grandfather, he was lying on a chair, as if saying, don't air, grandfather already knows you want to ask.
Yang Lan'er chuckled, she indeed had something to ask: "Did the letter be written by General Qin for you? Why would he ask you? What is this paper money used for? He wants you to buy military equipment? "
Pause, then add: "Of course, if I'm not comfortable to know, don't say. I'm not too curious."
Curiosity kills the cat, involves military secrets, better not tell him.
Tan Anjun glanced at her in agreement, and smiled softly: "My family, Alan, are smart and know everything. In fact, it doesn't matter if you tell me, sooner or later you'll find out."
Speaking of this, he looked out the window and sighed softly: "Due to years of drought, empty treasury, and military supplies provided by the court were limited, and the rest were left to the army. The soldiers at the border did not have enough food and clothing, so they thought of this way and sent several teams to various places to collect food and grass."
Yang Lan'er sneered slightly after hearing this: "Then, as you recuperate at home, General Qin entrusts you with the important task of nurturing food and grass along the way."
This old Qintou really knows how to make the most of everything!