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

On the way home, Qiao Jinshu was very preoccupied, holding his precious wooden box in his hands.

"Don't feel bad, I will bring you back next year."

"Ah? I was just wondering, does Brother Wen Li have any pancakes tonight? It feels like I haven't had fried pancakes for a long time. It would be best to have fried pork with chili peppers, the kind that is fat and thin..."

It was Song Tingran who thought too much.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressing down. She flicked her whip and quickened the pace of the carriage.

"Master Wife, you really have a clever plan. It's snowing, but it's so beautiful."

"Yeah, we're going to the school soon. We'll pick up Shi Yan and go home."

"it is good."

The carriage stopped in front of the book school, and the sound of reading could be heard from the book school, as well as sometimes Yan's pleasant answers.

"If it snows heavily tomorrow and makes it difficult to go out, you don't need to come to the school. You can just study at home."

"Yes, sir."

Shi Yan sent all the students away, checked the school as usual, then locked the door, looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, missed Song Tingran, and walked home.

A familiar carriage came into view. Qiao Jinshu jumped out of the carriage and rushed to Shi Yan, giving him a big bear hug.

"Brother, I miss you. My wife is in the car. Let's take a walk."

"Really back?"

"See for yourself, and you'll know."

Song Tingran did not get off the carriage, but sat on it. She waved, and Shi Yan was so excited that he even dropped the rice paper in his hand.

Qiao Jinshu picked it up for him and got in the car, knowing the way home.

"My wife, how are you these days?"

"Everything is fine, what about you?"

"I am fine too."

Shi Yan took the initiative to hold his wife's hand and felt a chill. Feeling distressed at the same time, he lowered his head, breathed on the back of her hand, and then held the other hand to warm it.

The sound of Zhiyi's hoofbeats was still obvious, and the other husbands rushed out. When they saw that it was really Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu who were back, they all jumped up for joy.

Song Tingran couldn't even answer a single sentence. It felt so good to be home, even with the Qiao family, but they were not as comfortable as at home, so they had to be more restrained.

After talking for a while, Sang Cheng, Wen Ci and Wen Li went to work in the kitchen and agreed that they should cook more dishes.

"Is it because I'm not at home and you have to prepare dinner again?"

Chang Yuqiao deliberately stood by the door of the dining room, not letting her go to the kitchen to see, and said: "My wife, no, it's just that the dishes for us will be less. I didn't know you would be back today."

Song Tingran didn't believe it, but there was no need to really go to the kitchen to take a look. Now that Sang Cheng and Shi Yan at home both needed supplements, they would probably not be too much to deal with.

Although we only had a few days, the whole family missed him dearly, and the dinner was spent with laughter and laughter.

The first thing Song Tingran did after eating was to go to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he found Shi Yan's nose was red from the cold and he was holding a cyan cloak in his hand.

"My wife, put it on quickly, it's windy at night."

"You've been waiting for a long time, why don't you go in?"

Song Tingran had just finished taking a hot bath and it was very hot. She put her cloak on Shi Yan and pulled him back to the main room.

It's hot inside the house. The fire has been burning in the house for heating these days. The heat radiated from the fire wall makes it possible to wear single clothes in the house.

"My wife, this fire wall is really warm. We didn't burn it for long. The temperature can last until the next morning."

"It's hot."

Song Tingran was taking off his clothes. Shi Yan had not served him since he was pregnant. He took off his cloak. He couldn't put it on, so he touched his abdomen out of habit.

"Master Wife, whoever you want to stay with you tonight, let me call it for you."

Song Tingran said nothing, locked the door of the main room, walked to Shi Yan, squatted down, and put her ear against his abdomen. There was no sound, but the bulge was clearly visible.

"Master Wife, Xiao Yuchen and Wen Li haven't spent the night with each other yet, otherwise, they would..."

"Just you, Mr. Shi, I haven't seen you these past few days, I miss you so much."

"But, but my body..."

Song Tingran covered her ears and refused to listen, and climbed straight onto her lovely big bed, hooked her fingers, Shi Yan smiled and blew out the candles, and then lay down next to her.

Shi Yan's clothes were taken off layer by layer. The room was so hot. The moment Song Tingran pressed her skin against hers, she felt unprecedented satisfaction.

"My wife..."

"I remember that you are safe after three months. Let's just slow down and there won't be any problems."

Song Tingran kept stroking his abdomen, maybe because of the twins, they looked bigger than others of the same month.

It was a wonderful feeling to see Shi Yan still working hard despite his big belly.

I don’t know if this is a kind of alternative prenatal education.

The next day, as expected, it snowed, with a thickness of two centimeters on the ground.

Shi Yan's face looked much rosier when he woke up in the morning. He touched his belly shyly and quickly put on his clothes.

Song Tingran took his hand and said, "You seemed to be more eager last night than before."

"My wife, please stop talking. I don't know what's wrong, I just miss you so much, and the feeling is different."

Song Tingran had heard before that hormone levels in all aspects of pregnant women would increase.

"Then let's try it every month and see which one you like best?"

"I'm going to wash up, I won't tell you anymore."

This was because Shi Yan was embarrassed. After putting on his clothes, he still looked like Mr. Qian Qian. He couldn't be associated with him last night.

Song Tingran also got dressed and heard cheerful laughter coming from the field. She took the time to wash up and then left after hearing the sound.

No wonder the house felt a little deserted. They were all here. Xiao Yuchen ran over with a shovel.

"My wife, I'm afraid the snow will collapse the greenhouse. It has been cleaned up now. The snow that was swept down has been piled up into several snowmen."

Xiao Yuchen's face turned red. She pointed to the shovel on his shoulder, and he quickly put it down.

"What time did you get up?"

"Just got up."

These are three greenhouses. Even if besides Xiao Yuchen, there are Chang Yuqiao, Sang Cheng, and Qiao Jinshu here, it will not be completed quickly.

Qiao Jinshu used the soil on the ground to make eyes for the snowman. It looked ugly and cute. He called Song Tingran to go and have a look.

There were three snowmen in total, and they all looked similar. Chang Yuqiao said happily: "I heard that scarecrows will be made in the crops. We also have snowmen to protect our fields."

After everyone played around the snowman for a long time, Wen Ci came in from the small door and greeted everyone that they could have breakfast.

"Is this pickled cabbage cake? I remember Granny Li sent it, and she must have eaten it all. Is this another one?" Song Tingran asked while eating.