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"Leave a cook at home to take care of your food. You should know it yourself." Tan Anjun twitched the corner of his mouth, and picked out his ears. The voice was so disgusting and disgusting, he was too lazy to bother with him, and jumped into the carriage with a flick of his robe. ,"Set off!"

   "Ow!" Master Tiger is here!

   "Xixi, come up quickly." Yu\'er lifted the curtain of the car and shouted, Xixi finally got out from some corner.

   "Aww!" Bao\'er, let\'s welcome Lord Tiger!

   "Xixi, Xixi" the children yelled while lying on the carriage.

  Yang Lan\'er saw the little white tiger jumping into the carriage and lowered the curtain, and teased Tan Anjun sitting next to him: "The children are more happy and enthusiastic than seeing you when they see Xixi."

Tan Anjun leaned lazily on the wooden couch, patted the place beside him, and said with a light smile: "You even eat the jealousy of the little white tiger? Those heartless boys want to be free at such a young age. Stay with us, don\'t you see they ask you to take a carriage? Ladies, come quickly to my husband."

  Yang Lan\'er moved to his side.

  Tan Anjun held her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and sighed softly: "Lady, you have to put me here."

  Yang Lan\'er looked down at his big palm covering her chest, raised her hand and patted it off: "Don\'t take advantage of this opportunity, otherwise I will ignore you."

Tan Anjun raised his eyebrows lightly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Lady, do you know that the one who will accompany you the longest will always be your husband, and the child will eventually spread his wings and fly high when he grows up. At that time, only our husband and wife will grow old together, so, Your husband wants to take the biggest place in your heart, do you understand?"

  Yang Lan\'er heard the words and looked out the window silently, her thoughts drifted away. After a while, she turned her head and smiled and said: "The past is worth remembering, and the lingering is family affection; I hope the years will be quiet and good, and we will support each other until we grow old."

  Tan Anjun\'s phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, we will grow old together hand in hand."

  Yang Lan\'er glanced at him lightly, and said teasingly: "But the male generation has never been so lucky in the world, and I have failed the favor of a beautiful woman."

   "This does not include being a husband." Tan Anjun chuckled, bowed his head and kissed the red lips, seeing her tired face: "If you are tired, take a nap, um..."

   "Okay." Thinking of this, Yang Lan\'er closed her eyes and fell asleep, too lazy to discuss this unnutritious topic with him.

   Tan Anjun saw that his little wife was sleeping soundly and felt no discomfort, and he was a little more satisfied with the carriage made by Zhang Zhu and others.

A total of four carriages were made this time, one of which Zeng Qingsheng and the others drove away when they went to the county seat, and these three happened to be one for their husband and wife, one for their children, one for their servants, and the others rode forward on horseback. .

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  Kun\'er put down the curtain of the car, drooping his head in boredom, "Brother, I was so excited to go to the county town last night that I didn\'t sleep well. How long will it take to get to the county town? Sitting in this carriage is so boring!"

   "Brother Kun, don\'t worry, we\'ll be there when we arrive, first sit down and drink some water." Seeing him looking out all the time, Xiao Yingzi comforted him.

Yu\'er caressed Xixi, leaned lazily on the wooden couch, squinted her phoenix eyes, and said lightly: "You really can\'t stay in the carriage, so go ride with Uncle Xiaoliu, don\'t shout here, disturb Xiaoliu Grandpa take a nap."

  If Yang Lan\'er saw the scene at this time, she would be surprised. At this time, Yu\'er\'s lazy demeanor, facial expression, and tone of voice are so similar to Tan Anjun.

   (Well... from now on, Baoer Beier\'s nickname will be used less, and the following text will be called Yuer Kuner.)

  (end of this chapter)