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

Song Tingran's farming genes are engraved in her bones. Her big eyes flashed with eagerness on her face.

It was a coincidence that this matter was handled today. The land deed was still in the possession of Village Chief Zhou. She took it out from her chest and gave it directly to Song Tingran.

Song Tingran couldn't put it down while holding the land deed. Her husbands were all chatting with the husbands of other families. After she finished her work, she simply waved and all six husbands followed her instantly. Went home together.

After arriving home, Song Tingran took out the land deed and showed it.

Although Xiao Yuchen could not read, he recognized the appearance of the land deed and touched it gently with his hand, treating it like a treasure.

Qiao Jinshu: "Oh my gosh, our family now has a lot of land."

Wen Ci: "With this much land, we can grow a lot of things. We will be very busy next spring."

Wen Li: "I want to take a look now."

Sang Cheng: "Haha, we can't run away from that place, but when you say so, I want to see it too."

Chang Yuqiao: "I have learned a lot from my second brother. Our family will definitely have a good harvest next year."

Song Tingran put away the land deed and said: "You are tired after walking around for such a long time. Please take a rest. I will also go back to the room to take a rest."

The husbands were not tired at all and were still immersed in this topic. They gathered together and ate snacks randomly placed on the table at home.

Song Tingran tugged Xiao Yuchen's clothes with his hand, and the melon seeds in his hand fell on the table. He quickly collected them and followed them out.

This direction was still the location of the greenhouse in the field. Xiao Yuchen accelerated her pace excitedly, but she stopped at the ridge of the field.

"Xiao Yuchen, next year, when the emerald honeydew melons and watermelons in the greenhouse mature, we will allocate a piece of this area to plant vegetables instead."

"what?"

Xiao Yuchen spent a long time changing his thoughts before getting into the topic of farming, and asked slowly: "Why? Wife, I think they are very popular."

"Didn't our family have new land? It's located close to home. We'll first ensure our daily needs, then plant the fruits on the new land, and then plant additional rice, so we don't have to go out to buy food."

"Then, do you want to pluck the apple trees, pear trees, etc. one by one and bring them over?"

"It seems that I can't call you silly Yuchen anymore. You are really silly. This pear and apple tree is fine, so it won't move. I mean to allocate the planting locations reasonably."

Xiao Yuchen smiled happily, scratched his hair, stared at his wife's collar, and swallowed secretly.

This monk has broken his precepts and cannot stop himself.

Xiao Yuchen tried his best to look away, but suddenly noticed something was wrong in the cattle and sheep shed, so he walked over. Song Tingran also followed in confusion.

"My wife, look, our bull's belly was in the den before, and I didn't pay attention to it. Now that it's out for a walk, it's a bit big. Is it sick?"

"Is there a calf?"

"Ah? It's possible, possible, but what should I do? I have no experience in delivering cows."

Song Tingran didn't have it either, but Zhao Yu should have it. It usually takes about eight months for a cow to give birth, which is a good time. Shi Yan had already given birth by that time, so he could sleep well without having to get up at night. Feed milk to children.

She told Xiao Yuchen her idea, and he kept applauding her, and then said to the bull at home: "Behave your best."

After dinner in the evening, because the bull at home was pregnant, we also added separate fodder to it to ensure nutrition.

After Song Tingran washed up, she couldn't wait for Xiao Yuchen to come to her in the room. She had clearly hinted at it during the day. Didn't you understand? She put on her cloak and quietly came to the door of Xiao Yuchen's room.

Wen Li happened to come out of the bathroom and saw this scene, and hid secretly aside, waiting for his wife to enter the house. He touched his forehead and went upstairs in despair.

"Why don't you go find me?"

"My wife, I...I don't dare..."

This made Song Tingran laugh. He didn't dare. He was quite brave.

Xiao Yuchen rubbed his hands and stood in the room, his wheat-colored skin stained with a layer of rosy.

"My wife, look, these are the little things I make on a daily basis. You never come to my room. I wipe them every day, just waiting for you to come."

"It's not that I don't come to your room, but I don't know what you think..."

It's really not Song Tingran's fault. Xiao Yuchen is very busy every day. He arranges things well and doesn't take the initiative. In addition, the other husbands take the initiative and show up inadvertently.

"my thoughts?"

Xiao Yuchen didn't understand. He thought that as a husband, he could just wait for his wife to choose, but he never waited.

"Stop talking about this, what is this?"

Song Tingran picked up a small ball that was not very round and placed it in the palm of his hand. It was just the right size.

Xiao Yuchen had a hint of pride on his face and said: "This is a massage ball. Sang Cheng told me, my wife, you like massage. I made this, and it just comes in handy tonight."

"What about this one?" Song Tingran picked up another comb with full teeth. At first glance, it looked like it was not the one used to comb hair.

"This is a comb used for massage. Just comb it through your hair. It will be very comfortable. Wife, please try it."

Xiao Yuchen took the so-called massage comb in his hand and combed it on his wife's head. She didn't feel the discomfort, but it was true that her hair was messy.

"Yeah, I need to loosen my hair."

"Um......"

Song Tingran sat in front of the mirror, and Xiao Yuchen hurriedly helped loosen her bun. The moment he loosened it, he was very happy. He looked similar to the students in Shi Yan's school who answered the questions correctly.

It was not easy to get her hair done, but Song Tingran endured the slight pain in the middle, so as not to dampen her enthusiasm.

"My wife, you are so beautiful. Now you can use this massage comb."

"Okay, then you slow down."

Xiao Yuchen worked hard with all ten fingers and combed it one by one. Song Tingran closed her eyes. It was really good and relaxing. The comb teeth were round and didn't hurt at all. It really had a massage effect.

But she also caught the important point. Just now Xiao Yuchen said that Sang Cheng told him that she liked massage...

She quickly shook her head, guessing that Sang Cheng would not talk about the private things that followed, but simply talked about the massage.

"My wife, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. I'm tired from sitting. I'll go to bed and lie down for a while. Then you can use this to comb my hair."

"Good good!"

Xiao Yuchen fiddled with the small things on his table, selected them for a while, and then took them one by one to the small table next to the bed.

Song Tingran raised his eyes and glanced at it. In modern times, this level must be complete.

"My wife, are you ready?"

"Ah."

Xiao Yuchen extinguished the candle, and Song Tingran's closed eyes opened instantly. They saw him in the darkness, starting to take off his clothes, one by one, until he was completely naked, and then climbed onto the bed again.

Song Tingran was lying down, with her hands on her sides at first, but her head felt numb due to the massage, and the eight-pack abs were dangling in front of her eyes, so she reached out and grabbed a handful.

Sorry, it was dark and I caught the wrong one.