Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Xiao Yuchen came out with a few pieces of pure meat pie and ran to Song Tingran and Sang Cheng's side in a few steps.

"My wife, this is the meat pie that Xiao Qi made after pestering Wen Ci. It smells so delicious. It's just come out of the pan. Take a bite while it's hot."

Song Tingran wanted to drool, so she picked up a piece and blew it on her mouth. The meatloaf was not big, almost one for two or three bites. It was pure meat! At most, a little green onion was added.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

Xiao Yuchen held the plate and watched Song Tingran eating the meat cakes. She was extremely happy. After finishing one piece, she picked up another piece and handed it to his mouth.

He looked at Sang Cheng sheepishly, then took a bite slowly, chewed it in his mouth, and said, "It's delicious, just pair it with two bowls of white rice!"

After Xiao Yuchen finished eating, Song Tingran did not favor one thing over another and fed it to Sang Cheng. The three of them enjoyed themselves happily.

Liu Yun was repairing the roof. He really didn't see it on purpose. He could only focus his eyes on other places as much as possible.

evening.

When the workers left, Wang Ying's husband was the last to leave, and Song Tingran gave him today's wages.

"My boss, I won't come tomorrow. I will follow my wife to her sister's house."

"So fast?"

It only costs twelve cents for two days, so the fare is certainly enough, but the two of them will be in a tight spot on the road, and whether they can eat or not is one thing.

"My wife doesn't want to stay in Daniu Village anymore. She feels it's shameful. We will leave early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, have a good trip."

Wang Ying's husband knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times as a farewell, and left with his face covered in dust.

"I feel that Wang Ying will not change for the better, and her husband will have a difficult life in the future."

Qiao Jinshu was chewing on a big apple, sitting on a stool with his legs crossed and eating while talking.

"Xiao Qi, put your legs down, it doesn't look good." Shi Yan persuaded in a gentle voice.

Qiao Jinshu was very obedient and put down his legs. Song Tingran said: "Even if your life is not good in the future, it is someone else's business. I just want our family to be safe."

A gust of autumn wind came, and Song Tingran couldn't help but shudder. Autumn was really starting to come. It didn't feel like it during the day, and it occasionally got cold at night.

"Are our thick clothes and quilts ready?"

Sang Cheng: "It's done. Let's do it as long as we have nothing to do. But it's still a bit hot to wear it now."

"Well, I'm just asking. Don't worry about it once it's done. Everyone should cover themselves with quilts at night. Don't catch a cold. I'm going to sleep with everyone tonight."

After she finished speaking, the seven husbands all had different expressions. Song Tingran also realized that what she said might have been misunderstood, so she quickly changed her words: "I mean... there is no room for sleeping in the main house, so I will live in this empty space." Lay it on."

The empty bunk was under the Changyu Bridge, and Song Tingran had already sat on it. It would be okay for a day or two without taking off clothes to sleep, but I'm afraid it would be exhausting after a long time.

The courtyard was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Qiao Jinshu had already taken off his coat and socks and got directly into bed. For the first time, he felt that his wife was so close to him, lying down with a smile on her face.

Song Tingran felt that no one was looking at her, and the courtyard was dark. Between suffering and being shy, she chose to be shy.

After quickly taking off her clothes and covering herself with the quilt, Song Tingran felt alive. After sleeping in the big bed for a long time, she suddenly fell asleep in the small bed. She turned around unaccustomedly.

Shi Yan walked over gently, squatted on the ground, leaned over, and asked, "My wife, are you not used to sleeping?"

"No, I used to be able to sleep on those shabby straw mats. What's wrong with this? I'm just a little bit new. It's the first time I'm with you in the courtyard. I feel we are very close to each other."

"I'm really sorry for my wife. There are mosquito-repelling spices all around. We haven't been bitten in the past few days. My wife can sleep peacefully."

Shi Yan had no intention of leaving, but kept squatting by the bed, gently patting the quilt with his hands, coaxing Song Tingran to sleep.

Song Tingran and Shi Yan faced each other, closed their eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of the night, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Shi Yan was also very sleepy. After seeing her asleep, he returned to the bunk with peace of mind.

A ray of sunlight falls.

"My wife, please wake up soon~"

Song Tingran opened her eyes slightly, and a dazzling light came over her. She squinted her eyes, and Qiao Jinshu quickly reached out to help her block the light. The face that was so close was really clear.

"My wife, you must get up. If you don't get up, we will go to the construction site for approval soon."

Song Tingran quickly sat up. She had slept well last night. Shi Yan felt particularly at ease with her, so she overslept.

There was only one Qiao Jinshu in the courtyard. He took out a set of clothes from the cabinet and said, "My wife, would you like to wear this today?"

"Okay, give it to me. Turn around and don't peek."

The remaining half of Qiao Jinshu's words got stuck in his throat and he swallowed it hard. He was originally thinking of him serving as a dressing person, but it seemed that he was the wife of the family and didn't need it at all.

After getting dressed, Song Tingran patted Qiao Jinshu's shoulder to signal him. He turned around with a bright face and quickly started to make the bed.

"All right."

Qiao Jinshu suddenly shouted, which startled Song Tingran and said, "What are you shouting so early in the morning?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining husbands appeared from all directions and continued to do things very naturally. It turned out that everyone agreed that their wife was used to dressing up in the house every day. It was her first time living in the hospital. After adapting, they deliberately moved out of the way, allowing the heartless Qiao Jinshu to give the signal.

Chang Yuqiao came to Song Tingran with one hand behind his back and said, "My wife, the embroidery is ready. Take a look."

He stretched out his hand from behind unconfidently. On the satin surface sparkling in the sun, there was a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The ripples, water plants, stones and white clouds were all perfectly integrated into the painting, lifelike.

"It's so beautiful. Not to mention the embroidery studio in Ping'an Town, even those in Shengjing City will probably be impressed by your embroidery skills."

"Ma'am, don't make fun of me anymore."

"Are you kidding me? We'll find out after we finish our meal and ask Mr. Bai from the embroidery shop."

After breakfast, Wang Ying's husband was not seen coming to work. He must have really left Daniu Village. Song Tingran took Changyuqiao directly to Ping'an Town.

I have to say that it is convenient to have a carriage at home. It can set off at any time and the speed is very fast. In a short time, it is already at the gate of the embroidery workshop.

Bai Wei happened to be settling accounts at the counter and saw Fugui's carriage at a glance. She put down the abacus in her hand and came out.

When he saw Song Tingran and Chang Yuqiao, he also remembered the previous agreement.

"Shopkeeper Bai, the embroidery we brought this time will never let you down."

Chang Yuqiao took out his embroidery and handed it to Bai Wei. She took it in her hand casually and cherished it the next second.