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

Sang Cheng was so amused that he kept laughing, and was pulled by Qiao Jinshu to sit down. Wen Li brought water, and everyone sat in the dining room, drinking and resting.

"There's no time to clean up the ginseng chicken soup tonight. We'll cook it tomorrow. I'll see if I've made the stir-fried large intestine. You can make whatever else you like."

When Sang Cheng heard about the stir-fried large intestine, he couldn't help it anymore. He loved eating it and ate a few more pieces when he was at Zuixianglou at noon. His wife knew about it and remembered it.

Song Tingran touched Sang Cheng's head naturally and said, "There is a casserole for cooking Chinese medicine at home. After dinner, we will cook it together in the yard."

"Yeah, okay." Sang Cheng felt that he could drink any bitter medicine.

Wen Li came over and said jokingly: "I have experience in cooking medicine, so I can help."

Qiao Jinshu: "Then I'll cook it together too. I'm the most idle. Once I learn how to cook it, I'll help my fourth brother cook medicine every day."

Chang Yuqiao: "Then I also want to learn?"

Shi Yan: "You all like to join in the fun... I'll cook too."

Just as everyone was laughing together, Zhao Yu arrived, and everyone rushed to the gate to greet him.

Other things are easy to store. There are many storage places at home. Chickens and ducks can also be put in the livestock shed before eating. But this whole pig is a bit difficult. Even if I eat it every day at home, I can eat it every time. , and can’t finish it.

Zhao Yu was not idle and helped them move things together.

"Sister Zhao, drink some water. Thank you very much. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to bring so many things back."

"You're welcome, it doesn't take much effort."

Zhao Yu saw that the time was almost up and was about to leave. Song Tingran asked her to wait a moment, and then came to the kitchen. The pig was killed whole, but it took time to break it down. She casually cut the pig's buttocks into pieces. About ten kilograms were cut off from the location and carried out with bare hands.

"Sister Zhao, take this pork back and eat it."

"How good is this? Every time I come to your house, I take something back. I won't dare to come next time."

Zhao Yu said and walked out the door. Xiao Yuchen closed the door immediately. Song Tingran looked at him with admiration. He had grown a lot in these days, but he was still so direct in doing things.

"Sister Zhao, I didn't buy this pork. It was given by someone else. You see, it's such a big one. It would be a pity if it went bad. You can take it back to Xiaobao to eat. She is also growing."

Zhao Yuanbao is Zhao Yu's weakness. Every time she mentions him, she always looks kind and loving. Her family has very little land, almost no land. She only grows some vegetables in a yard near her home, and relies on her alone to drive an ox cart to earn money to support the family. Fortunately, there is only one family driving an ox cart in Daniu Village, so life is not easy. Yes, but scalpers also have a lifespan. They have to save money to buy calves and raise them, which may be risky. She saves money, so she doesn’t eat meat often at home.

"Take it, Sister Zhao. I used to be a bad person, but you never set me up, looked down on me, and helped me a lot. Now that my family's life is getting better, we have to help each other."

Zhao Yu was very moved. He took the butt meat and said, "Okay, I'll take it. If you need my help with anything, just ask."

"Well, I have to ask my sister to help me bring things back from town."

When Zhao Yu heard this, she quickly agreed, carefully put the pork away, and drove the oxcart away. She planned to send the pork home first, and then make another trip.

Song Tingran was counting things at home, and her husband was also busy cooking in the kitchen.

"Shi Yan, I will accompany you back to your parents' home tomorrow. Take a look. I will bring a pig thigh, two chickens, two ducks, a can of meat oil, a bag of polished rice, and... I'll take a look at the shortbread. That’s right, bring a bag and see if there’s anything else you need?”

"My wife, is this too much? If a married man always takes things from his mother's house, it won't sound good if he talks about it."

"Ah, yes, but this is what I took, not you. If others want to talk, just talk to me. Don't worry."

Shi Yan Zhanyan, the wife of her family always has a unique way of thinking, and is helping with the inventory.

"At that moment, I will tell the students about the holiday tomorrow. Also, do you want to tell them about my pregnancy?"

"Well... you've always been in good health, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It just so happened that I just said it. Let's all be happy together."

"okay."

After dinner in the evening, Sang Cheng started to cook medicine in the kitchen. This medicine would take at least half an hour, and he couldn't stay in the yard.

Chang Yuqiao and Wen Li were with them, so the three of them would not get bored while talking and brewing medicine.

Song Tingran was planning how to spend the new year in the house. Although the door was closed tightly, she could still smell the unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

The medicine that Wen Li used to treat his face was prescribed by the same doctor before, but it was far less smelly.

She thought about what happened during the day again. In this era, if a husband cannot have a child, the family will be very sad. She has heard of many people committing suicide and jumping into the river before. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. In addition, she said that they wanted to go together. Decoct the medicine, get up and go to the kitchen directly.

"You are all here."

Chang Yuqiao, Sang Cheng and Wen Li didn't expect that their wives would come over, so they quickly stood up from the low stool.

"My wife, it's so late and I haven't slept yet." Chang Yuqiao said.

"Well, the doctor said that this medicine needs to be fried into a small thick bowl. He was afraid of making mistakes, so I came to take a look."

Chang Yuqiao took Wen Li's arm and said, "Well, as long as the wife is here, it will be no problem. Wen Li and I will leave first, and there are still clothes to fold."

Wen Li reacted for a moment, and then followed him in sudden realization.

Sang Cheng secretly sat on the low stool and continued to cook the medicine, with his head lowered and holding the cattail leaf fan, not even daring to raise his head. It was as if he was back to the starting point.

Song Tingran sat next to him, occasionally opening the lid of the medicine jar with a rag to take a look.

"My wife, it's getting late. You should go back to the house and rest. I'll be here for a while."

"Why are you so estranged from me? If it were you before, you wouldn't say that."

Sang Cheng was silent.

Song Tingran took out the handkerchief from his arms. It was the same handkerchief that Sang Cheng had brought to him at the beginning.

I wiped the dust on his hands. He didn't dodge, but he didn't dare to move or raise his head.

"Tonight, you come and sleep in my room."

"what?"

Sang Cheng's movements on his hands were stagnant. He glanced at Song Tingran in disbelief, and then quickly changed direction. He felt that he must have heard wrong. It was difficult for him to get pregnant now, so how could he still serve her.

"Don't want to come?"

"No, no, but, but with my body... the wife should find someone else."