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  That night, Father Yang took his sons back to Lishu Village.

  The next day, Yang Cunzhi stayed at home to instruct He and the others to make tofu. When the tofu was pressed out of a temporary basket, the family couldn't calm down.

   How the old Yang family prepares to open a store, and how the sister-in-law fights wits and courage for the benefit, Yang Lan'er can't control it, let's not talk about it for the time being.

  Pengcheng, Tanfu.

   Steward Wang hurried over from the front yard and stopped at the gate of Langyuan. Seeing Lichun watering flowers in the main courtyard, he asked, "Lichun?"

  Langyuan is the name given by Tan Anjun as the main courtyard when he came back this time.

  Li Chun stopped what he was doing, raised his head, saw that it was the housekeeper, and immediately walked to the door, wondering, "Does the housekeeper Wang have something to do with your maid?"

   "Is Madam there?"

   "Here, take care of the three treasures and four treasures in the house, do you want to find your wife?" Lichun asked.

  Wang Qing nodded, took out the letter from his arms, and handed it to her, "I won't go in, please give this letter to Madam."

  Mainly, the wife takes care of the babies in the inner room, and it is inconvenient for him to go in with a male outsider.

   "Okay, then you go to work, I'll go in and hand it over to Madam." Li Chun looked at the envelope, who wrote it for Madam? Very thick.

  Wang Qing smiled gratefully at her, read the letter at last, and left with his hands behind his back.

  It has been more than half a month since I came back from the border market last time, and other things in the mansion have been taken care of.

  In the past half month, the atmosphere in the mansion has been relatively sluggish, and it's time to flush it out with happy events to ease everyone's mood.

   Tomorrow's housewarming, banquet for guests, he still has a lot of things to arrange, and urge them to do well, so as not to make mistakes tomorrow and lose the face of the host family.

   "Ma'am, I have your letter."

   "Oh..." Yang Lan'er shook the pulling drum, looked at the three treasures and four treasures with a smile, her heart softened to the point of confusion.

  Hearing this, he looked up at Lichun, took the letter in her hand, and smiled at Tan Anjun who was sitting on the other side teasing the babies: "I wonder who has the leisure to write to me?"

  Tan Anjun picked up the plucking drum, shook it and chuckled, "I guess it's a letter from Chong County."

Yang Lan'er raised her eyebrows, read the letter quickly, threw the letter aside, picked up Sibao and took a bite, then asked Xiao Ruo to carry her to the nanny's house to nurse, Lichun stepped forward to take San Bao and went out with Xiao Ruo Door.

   "Who wrote the letter?" Only the husband and wife were left in the room. Tan Anjun leaned back comfortably and stretched his limbs. He had just sat cross-legged on the kang, and his legs were numb.

   Smiled lazily at his little wife, took the letter paper, glanced at it, and said with a teasing smile: "Congratulations, lady."

  Yang Lan'er also fell on the kang, stretched her limbs, and sighed with a smile: "Before, I always thought that the capital city was far away from me, but I didn't expect it to be within reach!"

   "Yes, within reach." Tan Anjun's voice was distant and ethereal, like talking to himself, or sighing.

   "The dividends of several months have been wasted again. Fortunately, I didn't wait for the money to eat. Otherwise, the whole family would be hungry." Yang Lan'er pouted.

Tan Anjun turned sideways, looked at the swollen cheeks of his little wife, stretched out his hands and pinched them, but felt that it was not enough, he leaned over, held her face, and lightly bit her cherry lips, "Today's investment is only for her. Get more rewards every day.”

  Looking at the congested lips of the little wife, he chuckled with satisfaction and said, "Being a husband is not a display, how could you starve your wife and children?"

  (end of this chapter)