Chapter 59: old turtle
Chapter 59 Old Turtle
Yang Lan'er looked at the flustered back, and didn't expect him to react too much, and couldn't hold back anymore, laughing loudly.
Everyone stopped their chopsticks again and looked at her.
"Haha..." Wiping away tears, Su Yongyuan looked at her suspiciously.
"Starting tomorrow, Mr. Su will be the enlightenment teacher for the children. Everyone, eat slowly."
Father Yang watched his daughter come out of the cave, stood up respectfully, and bowed to him, "Master Laosu will worry about the children in the family."
Su Yongyuan hurriedly avoided, not daring to accept his gift, and raised his hand to help Yang's father, "Uncle Yang can't do it, my nephew is ashamed to accept it, but it's just a small effort, it's nothing to worry about, it doesn't deserve such a big gift."
Su Yongyuan jumped in a hurry. This pair of old and cunning father and daughter accidentally jumped into the pit they dug with great pains, it was still a big pit!
If Yang Lan'er knew what he was thinking, he would definitely yell that he was wronged, you think too much. She just dug a hole at random.
Out of the cave, Yang Lan'er turned to the pool with a rippling smile, and looked around that the water in the pool was still the same as before.
Squatting by the pool with the cool breeze and gently holding the face, the water is clear to the bone and cold, close your eyes and let go of your thoughts, let the flowing water gently pass over the green and white fingers.
Suddenly, Yang Lan'er found that she could see the bottom of the clear water pool, where schools of fish, large and small, were swimming around.
A school of fish at the bottom of the pool swam over for a while, and then there were only a few left. They walked along the fish school and found a hole under the rock wall at the bottom of the pool. The hole was about the size of two adult men. The son swam in from this hole.
Yang Lan'er was about to go inside....
"Laner, Laner"
Withdrawing his consciousness, he turned around and saw that it was the cheap gentleman riding a horse, coming from a distance.
Using his mind to catch an old turtle from the space, he held it down with his hands and shouted eagerly: "Ah! Tan Anjun, come here quickly! Ah! It's so big..."
Tan Anjun heard his little wife's scream, and flew over in shock, quickly embraced Yang Lan'er, "Where did you get hurt? What happened...uh!"
"Sister, you are not injured, you look after the big old turtle!" Yang Lan's **** went online.
Tan Anjun blushed and his neck was thick because of his own breath, when suddenly an old turtle rushed in front of him and almost choked and rolled his eyes.
After trying to catch his breath, looking at this old turtle, he really wanted to slash it.
"Master, this old turtle weighs at least eight catties. I'll call it eight catties. I'll kill it and make soup for you to drink at night. Do you think it's okay?"
Facing his little wife's bright eyes with expectant eyes, Tan Anjun burst into tears. Can he not make up, because making up again will kill him!
But his stern face was still cold and arrogant, and he nodded to his little wife expressionlessly: "Okay. Let's go, put it back first."
Yang Laner smiled and taught the old turtle: "Yes! Let you show off, don't hide at the bottom of the pool, I caught you, and I will stew you tonight."
"Touch what's wrong with you, pinch what's wrong with you, you still vent your anger on me, you still want to run, you still hide!..."
Tan Anjun led the horse and followed behind. Hearing her words, it sounded so strange, why was it so awkward?
Yang Lan'er glanced at him, pursed her lips and suppressed a smile. snort!
With a cold snort, he threw the old turtle into the wooden barrel at the entrance of the cave, and told the children not to catch it with their hands, or they would bite off their fingers.
The children were so frightened that they shook their heads in horror, expressing that they would never dare to play with their hands.
Shouted towards the entrance of the cave: "Mother, I caught an old turtle from the water pond. You will make soup at night, and everyone will make up for it at night, huh?"
"Okay, you go to work, I know, I will stew it later." Yang's mother's voice came from the stove.
Hurry up...*^_^*
(end of this chapter)