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

When they arrived at home, Song Tingran directly caught Qiao Jinshu who was training dogs in the courtyard.

"Jinshu, if one day I change my appearance, will you still recognize me?"

Qiao Jinshu tilted his head and looked around at his wife to make sure she wasn't sick, then pointed at the snowflakes in the sky.

"My wife, look at the snowflakes falling in the sky. Each one of them is the same. Even if you become a snowflake one day and change your name, I can still recognize you at a glance."

Wen Ci had just come out from the main room to clean up. Hearing such disgusting words, he covered his mouth and quietly wanted to leave the scene quickly, but Qiao Jinshu grabbed his arm.

"Fifth brother, do you think what I said is right? If it were you, you would be able to recognize the wife at a glance, right?"

These were all Qiao Jinshu's nonsense. Wen Ci originally wanted to deal with it casually, but this time, his wife actually followed him and waited for the answer seriously.

Wen Ci also stopped joking, thought for a moment while holding the broom in his hand, and replied: "Well, yes, even if everything has changed, the feeling will not change. Wife, just call me Wen Ci, and I will I knew it was you."

Qiao Jinshu jumped up happily, and Song Tingran opened his arms and hugged the two of them.

It turned out that everything Song Tingran wanted to hide was not important.

It was the New Year's Eve in the evening, and it was customary to eat dumplings. Song Tingran took out a lot of silver and copper coins and put them in a pot of boiled water to cook.

Xiao Yuchen stared at the money in the pot and hesitantly put the firewood in his hand into the stove.

"Master Wife, our family is rich... we don't want to just eat it..."

Song Tingran took a spoon and stirred in the pot. She looked at Xiao Yuchen who was sitting on a small stool and looked up at her. It was really cute.

"what-"

"Ok?"

"Stupid, open your mouth."

Xiao Yuchen didn't understand, but still opened his mouth. Song Tingran took out a piece of silver from the pot and blew it on his hand.

Yinzi slowly approached Xiao Yuchen's mouth. He showed no sign of closing his mouth, and his eyes were full of clarity and confusion.

Jingle.

Something hard entered his mouth, but he still opened his mouth.

"How about a taste?"

Xiao Yuchen tasted the food in his mouth and said in surprise: "Sweet? This silver will be sweet after cooking!"

Song Tingran opened her palms. The silver she just fished out from the pot was still in her hands. She shook it and poked his forehead with her index finger.

"It's sugar."

There were other husbands in the kitchen. They were all nervous at first, fearing that Xiao Yuchen would take the joke seriously and accidentally swallow it. Now they are all laughing at each other.

"Let's make dumplings together in the afternoon, make more dumplings, and then freeze them. If we want to eat them later, we don't need to wrap them, just put them in the pot."

"Okay, but what is the money for?" Chang Yuqiao asked.

"This is the lucky draw tonight at the beginning of the new year. Wrap the money into the dumplings, and whoever eats them will be theirs."

No one has heard of this novel way of playing. Eating dumplings is already a very happy thing. There is also money in it, which directly arouses everyone's enthusiasm.

There are two flavors prepared in total.

Sauerkraut and meat filling.

Leek and egg filling.

Song Tingran always chose relatively large pieces of silver because he was afraid that the broken pieces of silver might be accidentally eaten.

The family spent a whole afternoon cooking in the kitchen. There were so many people in the family that one meal would require a big pot.

Song Tingran's hands were sore. This movement was all mechanized later on. Wen Li placed the dumplings one by one on the mat in the yard and formed a queue.

According to what Song Tingran said, Chang Yuqiao picked out two portions and put them on plates, enough for the whole family to have a meal.

"Warm courtesy."

"what?"

Wen Li was startled, like a frightened rabbit, and one of his dumplings fell to the ground.

He hurriedly knelt down, picked it up, and said apologetically: "I didn't mean to do it. This dumpling is a pity... but it's not dirty. Let me wipe it."

Manfu squatted on the ground helplessly, feeling complicated: Didn't he agree that if he fell on the ground, he would be mine?

"It's just one dumpling. Give it to Manfu. There are so many more."

Wen Li looked down at Manfu and threw the dumpling to it. It caught it in one bite. Although it was raw, it still ate it with gusto.

This native dog is really easy to feed. He can eat whatever he wants without getting sick. The important thing is that he is not picky about his food.

At this moment, Wen Li's nose was red, his ears were red, and the ends of his eyes were red. At first, Song Tingran guessed that he was crying because he was worried, but now it seemed like he was cold.

Song Tingran covered Wen Li's ears with both hands.

"You must be cold. You didn't bring a scarf."

This concern made Wen Li unable to hold back on the spot. He thought his wife would never care about him anymore.

"Why are you crying again? After a while, the tears froze on your face. It's even colder. Have you...haven't been out for a long time and you feel bored. Let's do this. You go back and put on a scarf and a cloak. I will take you to see you off. dumpling."

After a series of words, Wen Li nodded and shook his head, and finally ran back to the house.

When he came back, Song Tingran was already waiting for him at the door. Chang Yuqiao naturally handed both plates of dumplings to Wen Li. He couldn't restrain his inner joy and took them.

Qiao Jinshu originally wanted to follow, but he was stopped by several brothers and explained the situation to him in a subtle way. He understood that it was all to create an opportunity for Wen Li to be alone with his wife.

Sang Cheng ran in from the small door, holding five eggs in his hands, which were still steaming.

"Sang Cheng, bring me these eggs too."

"it is good."

In this way, Song Tingran and Wen Li set off. First they arrived at the house of their neighbor Granny Li. The person who opened the door was her eldest daughter.

"Come in quickly, it's freezing and snowy."

Grandma Li's eldest daughter rubbed her hands. It looked like she was working in the hospital, and her hands were a little red from the cold.

"No, I have to go to the school. These are newly made dumplings. Today is the beginning of the new year. Let's all be happy together."

Grandma Li's eldest daughter hesitated, looked at the white dumplings, and quickly waved her hand to refuse.

"This... these white flour dumplings are only eaten during festivals. They are too expensive. You should take them back."

Granny Li also heard the noise in the house. Song Tingran winked, and Wen Li directly put the plate with dumplings into the hands of Granny Li's eldest daughter.

The two ran away.

"We're leaving now, remember to eat."

Grandma Li then walked to the door and saw the plate of dumplings. She was silently moved and thought about what she would like to take back.

There was a smile on Wen Li's face. Song Tingran touched the end of his eyes and asked, "Are you crying or cold?"

"Probably because of the cold just now, I don't like crying anymore."

"I didn't believe it, and I didn't know who it was just now. Suddenly, tears fell down, hahaha."