The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 797 Shaking the Pot

   After asking about the location of the two farms, Mrs. Yan suggested: "We have a good chat with the princess, but it's a pity that our two teams stop on this road and it will delay other teams on the road. How about we chat in the car?"

Yang Laner lowered her head and looked at her clothes in a funny way. She could guess what this Mrs. Yan was thinking, but as long as she had no bad intentions, she would not be disgusted, so she happily agreed and invited: "Yes, If you don't mind Madam Yan, just get in my car."

   "Don't dare to dislike it. It's a great honor for my wife to be able to ride in the same car with the princess." Madam Yan happily agreed with a bright smile on her face, and then sent her maid and mother-in-law back to her carriage.

   Waiting for the masters to get on the bus, the team started again.

   Mrs. Yan looked at the majestic and naive white tiger, her throat rolled a few times, "I heard that the princess has a white tiger, and seeing it today is really extraordinary."

   "Don't be afraid, it doesn't bite." Yang Laner laughed when she saw her expression of joy and fear.

Although Yang Lan'er has explained that the tiger does not hurt anyone, it is the first time Madam Yan has seen a tiger, and it is the first time that she has such close contact with a tiger, and she also rides in a carriage together, so she is not nervous. Impossible.

  Yang Lan'er kept noticing her tight back and tightly pursed lips, but in the end she had no choice but to comfort Bai Huxi and jumped out of the carriage and walked on her own.

   "Xixi baby, go down and play by yourself."

   Xixi growled unwillingly, glanced at Yang Lan'er mournfully, shook her head and jumped out before the carriage stopped.

  Didn't even look at Mrs. Yan the whole time.

  Mrs. Yan was relieved when the white tiger jumped off the carriage. She was not angry at being ignored by a tiger. Ignoring is better than staring at it.

  Finally, when she recovered, she still did not forget to tease: "This white tiger is quite arrogant!"

   "Haha, this white tiger has been naughty since I was a child, and I'm used to it. Don't mind." Yang Laner's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her tone was full of doting when she mentioned the white tiger.

  Madam Yan smiled and shook her head, how could she care about an animal.

  Tan Hanyu and his brothers sat on the other side of the carriage and played chess quietly, turning a deaf ear to their conversation.

   Madam Yan was amazed at the side, this prince and concubine is also very good at teaching children.

   Yang Lan'er just laughed at Madam Yan's praise.

  Ms. Yan was born in a family of officials and eunuchs, and her family was harmonious when she was young, but she developed a hearty and generous character. Now in her twenties, with several children, she is still dignified and handsome, with a candid speech.

   This is what Yang Laner sent someone to investigate when Zhou Shi started dating her last year.

During the chat, when Mrs. Yan learned that Yang Lan'er's barren garden yielded rice per mu, she opened her mouth and exclaimed: "My God, how do you grow your long-term workers? This year, I also changed dozens of fields in my village. Acre of paddy field, if all rice is planted, it is considered a good harvest, and the yield of one mu of land is less than two hundred catties. Compared with yours, what kind of harvest is it?"

  Yang Lan'er calculated that it was about three hundred catties, "It's not bad, at least I can eat the rice I grew myself this year."

   At least the trial planting was successful, how expensive it is to buy outside.

"Well, what I said is true. The ones grown by myself always taste sweeter." Mrs. Yan nodded, and then she laughed again, thinking about various ways to eat in her mind: "I will tell the housekeeper to eat it when I get back. After pounding it out, in addition to cooking rice, the cook has to make some rice cakes. Then I will send someone to send some to the house for you to try."

   "Okay," Yang Lan'er was born in the south, and she is more fond of rice than Mrs. Yan, "I also know that it can be made into rice noodles. I wonder if you have eaten it?"

   "Rice noodles?"

"Yes, it's also called rice noodles, haven't you ever eaten it?" Yang Lan'er took her hand and said that there are too many ways to eat rice noodles, "When it's done, I'll ask the cook to bring you some and teach you There are several delicious ways for my cook to eat."

   "Okay, I will definitely try it then."

Kun'er, who had kept her ears closed to what was going on outside the window, couldn't hold on to the food when she heard the food, so she threw the chess piece into the chess jar and asked loudly, "Mother, how do you eat it? What is rice noodle?" Is it tasty?"

"Let Mrs. Wang make it for you tomorrow, and you'll know when you eat it." Yang Laner sighed in her heart. She was busy before and never thought of making rice noodles. Woke up.

  At this time, Liu Chun came outside the car to report that he had reached a fork in the road.

  The people in the carriage listened, and Mrs. Yan regretted that the time passed too quickly: "We are going to separate so soon? I am really reluctant, or... I will accompany the princess to Zhuangzi?"

  Yang Lan'er's eyes flickered slightly, and she took a sip of the tea cup calmly, and smiled slightly: "The future will be long, we will meet again next time I have free time."

   Madam Yan saw that she was unwilling, so she wisely stopped talking. The future will be long!

  As soon as she got out of the carriage, she saw the head of her guard let out a sigh of relief.

  She didn't think much, turned her head and said goodbye to Yang Lan'er and the others with a smile.

  The two teams parted ways.

  Yu'er is a big kid, and she is as careful as a hair. She moves her little **** to her mother's side.

  He chuckled and blinked mischievously: "Why did your mother reject Mrs. Yan just now?"

  Yang Lan'er looked at his gurgling eyes, and tugged the little hair on his head with itchy hands. Before he resisted, she withdrew her hand and smiled leisurely: "We don't know each other well."

   "Unfamiliar?" Yu'er glanced at her suspiciously, and then at Kun'er.

  The tacit understanding between the twins is now reflected.

  Kun'er caught the look and pouted, "I see that you guys had a good chat along the way."

  Yang Lan'er couldn't help laughing: "We only met for the second time."

  She was able to tell her children that it was because of her habit in her previous life that she didn't like to get too close to people.

   "You can't make friends based on the number of times you meet. Our husband taught us how to hit it off." Kun'er acted like you were fooling us, treating us like kids who didn't understand anything.

  Yang Lan'er let out a chuckle, leaned forward, and asked with great interest: "Then, has your husband taught you how to talk lightly and deeply?"

  Kun'er asked: "What's the meaning of friendship?"

  Yu'er tilted her head in thought.

   "Speak lightly and deeply..." Yang Lan'er pinched Kun'er's little nose, my child, he looks like little angels when he is obedient, but turns into a devil when he is mischievous.

   Really angels and devils are just a thought.

She racked her brains: "When you meet people, you should only talk a little bit, and don't lose your mind when things happen. We must always keep our words light and deep when we are people and things. To say it means that the words are out of proportion. This is the most taboo in the relationship between people." !"

Yu'er wanted to say something, but Yang Lan'er gave them homework before he could say anything: "Didn't you say that you are bored at home during the busy autumn harvest? Check it out for your dad."

joke! She is not expected to be a people's teacher, and if they ask her further, she is probably about to overturn!

   "Oh~~" The brothers drooped their heads.

  (end of this chapter)

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