Chapter 135： Wangshan ran dead horse

Chapter 135 Wangshan ran dead horse

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, stood in the col and looked at the approximate location of the cave where he stayed overnight. The straight-line distance was not far, but the couple walked for nearly two hours.

Tan Anjun cleared a few shrubs on the grass by the stream, and said softly, "Lady, there is a stream here, let's rest here."

"Okay." Yang Lan'er replied weakly, because she exercised too much yesterday, besides muscle soreness today, she also feels very tired.

Tan Anjun helped her to sit down, and said with pity: "Lady, let's find a cave to rest in the afternoon, and we will leave after your body recovers."

"However, this will delay the trip."

Yang Lan'er always thought that her body was in the healthiest and best state after using the marrow washing pill, so she mistakenly thought that her body was also strong and had nine endurance, but she didn't know that the strength of the body required regular and persistent exercise.

Tan Anjun smiled and said: "Lady, we went into this deep mountain to search for supplies to make life more colorful and comfortable in the future, not to exhaust our bodies."

"Hehe, I put the cart before the horse, okay, listen to my husband." Yang Lan'er took a sip of water in embarrassment.

Tan Anjun hummed: "Hey, sit here and rest for a while, and pick up some firewood for your husband."

After finishing speaking, he unloaded the bamboo basket with the little white tiger on his back.

Yang Lan'er smiled: "I'll go with you, the two of you can pick up more."

That's what she said, but she doesn't want to move with her old arms and legs.

Tan Anjun shook his head: "Don't get up, I'm fast, and I'll be back in a while, lady, you should take a good rest."

After resting for a while, Yang Lan'er moved to the stream, took out a handkerchief, wet it, twisted it dry and wiped her face.

When Tan Anjun came back, he simply made some lunch, which was eaten by the two of them.

"Sir, next time we will make more food and put it in the ring, and take it out during the day to eat."

This saves time and is convenient and practical.

"Okay, my wife is the smartest." Tan Anjun said with a cheerful smile.

Yang Lan'er tilted her head and glanced at him, then patted the little white tiger's head: "Tiger boy, hurry to daddy's bamboo basket, we're on our way."

Tan Anjun's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a half-smile: "When did you and my husband have such an ugly thing?"

Yang Lan'er's old face suddenly became hot, and coughed twice: "I am its mother! Who do you say is its father?"

Tan Anjun's throat choked and he was speechless.

In the afternoon, the two of them worked together, and they found a cave that was not too big, but settled down in a long and narrow cave.

Yang Lan'er wanted to help with the cleaning, but the cheap husband forcibly snatched the branch from her hand.

"My lady, I'll be fine, you stand by."

Yang Lan'er was indeed tired. After a simple wash, she laid down the bedding and fell asleep after packing up.

At night, Yang Lan'er was awakened by the smell of stewed meat. She opened her sleepy eyes and stared blankly at the cheap husband washing his hands and making soup.

Tan Anjun was stirring the stewed meat in the small cauldron, feeling the scorching gaze from his side, he couldn't help but turn his head to see his little wife staring at him blankly.

"Miss, wake up, are you hungry?"

Yang Lan'er sat up sleepily, nodded and said, "A little bit, my lord, this meat is delicious."

Tan Anjun served a bowl of broth to the little white tiger at his feet, and said with a smile, "Lady, go wash up, you can eat right now."

After a simple wash, I took a sip of the cheap soup that my husband fed me. It smelled a bit meaty, but it was still acceptable.

"Sir, the taste is good."

Tan Anjun scooped up his drink and said with a slight smile, "My husband's cooking skills are limited, Madam please forgive me."

"Sir, I just used this spoon." Yang Lan'er blinked and said in a daze.

"I don't mind being a husband."

Yang Lan'er "..." You don't mind, I do!

(end of this chapter)