Chapter 137 You are the support of my heart and love

   The couple finished their breakfast.

  Yang Lan'er cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, stretched her lower body, her body recovered well, but she just felt a little uncomfortable.

   "Sir, pack up and let's go."

  Tan Anjun was looking up and searching for the little white tiger, glanced at his little wife and said with a smile: "Let's rest for another day today, and leave after you recover."

  Yang Lan'er was puzzled: "My body has recovered, what are you looking for, sir?"

  Tan Anjun teased: "Your little white tiger hasn't returned yet, and you, mother, don't even remember it?"

"right."

  Yang Lan'er patted her forehead, why did she forget about the little white tiger? This mother is so incompetent.

  Finally, the couple turned around and found it at the bottom of the cave.

   "Sir, where is the little white tiger?" Yang Lan'er looked at the little white tiger, puzzled.

  Tan Anjun took his little wife's hand: "Go in and have a look."

   Walking closer, Yang Lan'er was confused. He had heard of people licking screens, but he had never seen anyone licking stone walls.

   Then he said angrily: "Young man, what are you doing?"

  Tan Anjun inspected the stone wall carefully, and thoughtfully said: "My lady, it should be that this stone wall smells salty."

Uh! Salty taste, that means the stone wall contains salt.

  Yang Lan'er couldn't believe it: "This little brat is really hungry."

   Picking up the little white tiger, he walked back.

  Tan Anjun chased after him, excited about the smell: "My lady, the stone wall has a salty smell, do you know what it means?"

"represents what?"

   Seeing his little wife's indifference, Tan Anjun shook his head: "It means there is salt."

  Yang Lan'er said lightly, and poured half a bowl of broth for the little white tiger. Seeing that it was eating well, she smiled sweetly: "But I don't know how to make it."

   Tan Anjun scratched his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "My wife is still open-minded."

   Mining salt mines is not something they can do with their status. means.

   "My husband-in-law is not bad either, and he has an extraordinary bearing." Yang Lan'er winked at him.

  Tan Anjun was flattered after hearing the first four words, and coughed lightly: "My lady, it's absurd."

  Finally, under the insistence of Mr. Cheap, he still didn’t start.

   On the second day, the morning light was dim, and the couple got up, finished their breakfast, and packed up their belongings.

  The two set off together.

Yang Lan'er looked at the little white tiger in front of him in the bamboo basket, and because he wanted to come out, he protested in the bamboo basket. Hearing the wailing in the milky tone, he laughed and said, "Master, the little white tiger barks awkwardly, and it will come back from now on." Let’s call it Jin Xi.”

   "Call Xixi, and call it smoothly." Tan Anjun suggested.

  Yang Lan'er nodded: "Okay, Xixi stays in the basket obediently."

   Tan Anjun couldn't help but feel amused.

  The two of them were about to reach the top of the col. This section of the mountain road has many rocks and sparse vegetation, but it is much easier to walk.

   "Miss, look at the tea trees growing in the crevices of these rocks." Tan Anjun was pleasantly surprised to find a tea tree growing in front of him.

"Really?"

  Yang Laner approached and found that this tea tree was a bit different from the tea tree the day before yesterday. The tea tree in front of him was short but the trunk was thicker, a bit like a specially pruned bonsai.

  Tan Anjun took out the bamboo basket and said with a smile, "Since we found it, there is no reason to let it go."

   After finishing speaking, he picked up the tea leaves neatly with both hands left and right. He is a good man of the Gu family.

  Yang Lan'er couldn't help laughing: "Master, do you like drinking tea?"

   "Well, in my spare time, I hope to sit in the courtyard with my loved one to drink tea, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court together, and watch the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky."

   Tan Anjun lowered his eyes. This seemingly simple happiness was the luxury he yearned for the most during the few years in the border military camp.

  In just a moment, Tan Anjun restrained his emotions, turned his head and winked at his little wife, and said with a smile: "You are the direction of my heart and the support of my love."

  Yang Lan'er's old face suddenly became hot, and she gave him a coquettish look, but she was secretly happy.

  (end of this chapter)