Chapter 382 Deceiving too much

   "Sanggong, today I was going to yell at the village chief, why did you steal my topic?"

Tan Anjun wanted to raise his hand to rub his little wife's head, but when he saw her fingers twirling the needle, he suppressed the thought unwillingly, his eyes filled with contempt for the old village chief: "In the eyes of the old man, after all, women are A husband and a child must abide by the three obediences and four virtues, he looks down on women extremely, don't you see that every time he talks, he always faces me?"

He sneered, and said again: "Besides, how can I let my wife stand in front of me and treat myself as a coward? I have to establish a prestige in front of the old man, deter him, and make him think carefully when he wants to bully you next time." , my woman is not so easy to bully!"

   "Well, you are mighty and domineering, this is your fault," Yang Lan'er giggled: "Do you have the handle of the village chief?"

   "I didn't tell you?"

   "When did you tell me?" Yang Lan'er's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he told Yuan Shen before, but she didn't have this memory even though she tried her best to recall.

   "Maybe I forgot to say, the reason why I was conscripted six years ago is all thanks to the village chief."

  Tan Anjun explained how the village chief changed the roster six years ago, changing his son's name to his.

  The old man thinks that he is still the brat he was back then, and let him handle it as he pleases!

  However, since he came here when he was ten years old, there are many villagers in the village who have helped him more or less.

   "Too much deceit!" Yang Lan'er heard the inside story, wishing she could go to the village chief's house and cut his mother.

Tan Anjun looked at his little wife with upturned eyebrows and a look of jealousy and hatred. No matter how you look at it, she couldn't love enough. With a smile on her lips, she comforted her: "Hehe, don't be angry, be careful that the baby in your belly won't be pretty when born. In fact, I still have to thank him, otherwise how would I have achieved what I am today, don’t you think so?”

  Yang Lan'er glared at a certain man, cooperating with the bad guy to do bad things, and the victim had to thank him, she laughed angrily: "Although it was wrong, but the crimes he committed cannot be erased."

   "Yeah, my lady, it makes sense!"

  Yang Laner thought that if he had the chance, he would take revenge on the old man.

  …

  The morning light was dim on the second day, and everyone was ready to go after breakfast.

  All the horses in the family were brought out, including the one Su Yongqing was driving, a total of eleven horses. In this remote mountain village, the team looked quite spectacular.

   A group of people entered the forest.

  Tan Anjun supported his little wife, frowned and worried: "Lan'er, are you tired? Or should we sit down and have a rest?"

  He looked at Xiaoruo Xiaozhu and the female relatives all panting, besides, the little wife was still pregnant.

   "It's okay, do you think I look tired?" Yang Lan'er asked with a playful wink while climbing the mountain.

   Seeing his young wife's leisurely look, Tan Anjun felt relieved, and said with a light smile, "Well, if you're tired or feel uncomfortable, please let me know in time, you know?"

"Yeah. I know."

  Yang Lan'er saw Wang Qing passing by her side, and hurriedly called him: "Butler Wang, why did Mrs. Zhao follow?"

"Ma'am, I didn't intend to bring her here. She came to me by herself, saying that she is used to doing farm work at home. This time it happens that autumn is busy, so she can work hard to repay Madam for taking her in." Wang Qing replied.

  (end of this chapter)