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  Woke up early this morning, and saw Tan Anjun fully dressed.

  Yang Lan\'er asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, you guys go back early today and have a good trip."

  Tan Anjun looked at his little wife\'s sleepy eyes, with a smile on his lips: "Well, let\'s try to come back as soon as possible, so we won\'t keep the lady waiting."

  Yang Lan\'er turned her back to him, "Yes."

  Tan Anjun couldn\'t help raising his eyebrows: "My lady, I left for my husband."

  Following the sound of footsteps going away, Yang Lan\'er quickly got up to wash up, and woke up the two babies.

  On the breakfast table, there was a pot of sweet potato porridge, a pot of scrambled eggs, and a pot of pancakes.

   "Mother, this porridge is not good, I want to put honey." Belle smacked her lips, it was too weak, so she protested.

  Yang Lan\'er hadn\'t had time to speak yet.

  Ms. Ding curled her lips: "Bao\'er, it\'s a disaster year, it\'s good to have something to eat, but you\'re still picky."

  Bell couldn\'t help being annoyed and said, "Little aunt, I\'m Tan Hankun, Kun\'er."

   Besides, what they eat is their own food, so what does it matter to her?

  Ms. Ding took a sip of the porridge, and said indifferently: "Aren\'t they all your names? No matter what you call them, it won\'t be the same."

  Bei Er was stunned: "Mother, little aunt, she must be suffering from some kind of dementia."

  Yang Lan\'er cast a cold glance at Ding Shi, then patted the younger son\'s back lightly.

  Ding touched her cold eyes and trembled all over.

  Bao\'er frowned and corrected: "Kun\'er, it\'s Alzheimer\'s disease."

   "Yes, my son thinks that my little aunt has this disease, and she can\'t even remember the names of me and my brother." Belle nodded seriously.

  Ms. Ding was furious. Although she didn\'t know what Alzheimer\'s disease was, but she cursed her as an elder at such a young age.

"you…"

   "Okay, Ding\'s early in the morning, what are you and Chuipao Xiaoer fussing about? Why do you still have face?" Mother Yang frowned and said contemptuously.

  Yang Cunyi kicked under the table, gave her a hard look, and said clearly: Shut up!

Mother Yang saw that Mrs. Ding bowed her head and did not make a sound, she turned her head and said cheerfully: "Second brother, you go to my cubicle and bring honey, let the children taste it, if it is sweet potato porridge in the early morning today, let alone the children Ladies and gentlemen, even if the adults are tired of eating, I will put a spoonful of honey in the children\'s porridge for breakfast in the future."

   "Wow, thank you grandma (milk)." The children cheered.

  Father Yang stroked his beard, looked at the children eating happily, and said with a smile, "Lan\'er, where did An Jun go today?"

  Since he woke up, he hasn\'t seen his son-in-law and Mr. Su. Where are the guards?

  Yang Lan\'er blinked, thinking that Mr. Cheap said that he would come back early, and said with a smile: "We will move tomorrow, and they went to the wetland today, and want to prepare more ingredients for tomorrow."

  Second brother Yang clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, tomorrow we will have a good celebration as a family."

  Brother Yang took a bite of the cake, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. He hurriedly said: "Father, let\'s go to the new house today, clean it up, and arrange everything that needs to be done. We will move in tomorrow, what do you think?"

  Yang Lan\'er glanced at Third Brother Yang. She is always a practical third brother. She coughed and said softly, "Mom, I want to put honey."

  Mother Yang said with a reproachful smile: "Okay, you can scoop it yourself, why are you still acting like a child?"

  Yang Lan\'er took the bamboo tube, scooped a spoonful of honey and stirred it into the porridge, and said while stirring, "Father, after we clean up today, we can move the furniture in and arrange it, and we can just move the odds and ends tomorrow."

bring it on! Let the tickets be smashed more violently~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)