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

"Oh, stop talking about my wife. What if someone overhears this?"

Song Tingran ran away, and Wen Li chased after him. The road was slippery and he couldn't run very fast. They were fighting and fighting, but they felt warm.

When he arrived at the door of Zhao Yu's house, Wen Li became serious, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It was Zhao Yulai who opened the door. She quickly pulled Song Tingran into the house. Wen Li followed behind, closed the door and entered the house.

At the first glance, Wen Li saw Dr. Zhao Yu's belly and was filled with envy. He also understood the purpose of bringing the eggs.

"Last time you came to deliver sauerkraut, I didn't see it. I've cleaned this basket. It's just right. I brought back a large piece of tofu today. It's freshly ground. It's very fragrant. You can take it back to eat."

"Sister Zhao, please stop being busy. I'm just here to deliver something, and I'll pick up Shi Yan from the school later."

Zhao Yu put the tofu into the basket and placed it on the table. He pointed his index finger at Song Tingran with a smile. The meaning was obvious without saying it.

"Sister Zhao, please don't laugh at me. Now, these are the dumplings I made myself. Sister, taste them for salty taste. And here's the egg."

"Take it back, take it back, your family is pregnant, and it's time to take supplements. What are you doing with my family?"

Song Tingran fixed his gaze on Mr. Zhao Yu's belly. Zhao Yu waved his hand and said it didn't matter. He had everything at home, and he didn't hold his tongue.

Zhao Yuanbao was playing beside the bed, showing his little head and smiling sweetly.

"Aunt Song~"

"Xiaobao, come here, give me a hug."

Zhao Yuanbao was not afraid of anything, so he ran over with his short legs. Song Tingran hugged her and sat on his lap.

"How old is our little baby this year?"

Zhao Yuanbao gestured with his fingers, stretched out two, and then three fingers, and said hesitantly: "Two years old."

Zhao Yu smiled and scratched the tip of Zhao Yuanbao's nose.

"Two and a half years old. After the new year and spring comes, he will be three and a half years old."

Song Tingran touched Zhao Yuanbao's little hand, and the look of love that he couldn't put it down was genuine.

"It's just right. Spring will come next year. Let Xiaobao go to school. Three and a half years old is just right."

"Sister Song, are you kidding me? Isn't it too early? You have to be five or six years old, right?"

"Sister Zhao, we have to keep up with the court. Children in the city are all enlightened at the age of three. Although it is early here, I think Xiaobao can do it. Who gave her such a wonderful mother? ."

Zhao Yuanbao was eager to go to school and looked at his mother eagerly.

"Then we'll see if the weather gets warmer next year."

"Okay, if you need help with anything, just ask Sister Zhao."

"Also, why didn't you say something about your husband being pregnant? Otherwise, I would have sent you the eggs."

"This is not a big deal, and he has always been in good health, good at delivering babies, and has experience. I have never been worried."

Song Tingran looked at Zhao Yu in surprise, grabbed his hand, and asked, "He can deliver babies? Really?"

"Why are you lying to me? His father is a stable husband. This skill has been passed down to him. The skill is excellent. However, most of the husbands in our village don't want to spend the extra money to have children, so... , don’t know much.”

Song Tingran looked at Zhao Yu's husband. She had never thought there was anything special about him before, but today he looked so pleasing to the eye and a little sparkling.

"That's just right, Sister Zhao, when my Niu is born, you go and help, and when my Shi Yan is born, you take him to help, okay?"

"No problem, wrap it on me."

There was another knock on the door.

Zhao Yu's husband naturally went out and opened the door. Song Tingran glanced through the window and saw a man coming back carrying firewood.

Zhao Yu saw his doubts and explained: "The pregnant one is my eldest husband Yu Jing, he is the one who gave birth to Xiaobao, and the one who came back from chopping firewood is the second husband."

"Oh, I don't think I've seen it very often."

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that my sister really didn't listen to anything outside the window before."

There was something in her words. Song Tingran asked Wen Li to take eggs and dumplings to help in the kitchen. She wanted to talk.

"Sister Zhao, I really don't know. There's no one around now, so I can tell you."

"It's not a big deal. Everyone in the village knows that I am quite popular, so there are not many people who gossip about me on weekdays."

Zhao Yu stood up, looked at the kitchen, and talked about the past.

Back then, Zhao Yu's family bought a house in Daniu Village, because there were no bullock carts here, so they came here to make money. Then they married Yu Jing and entered the house. He was so impressive that he became pregnant within two months of moving in. Coupled with the good bullock cart business, life was going well.

Therefore, she soon welcomed her second husband, Xu Chun, into the house. According to Zhao Yu, life was good at that time and she was really a little drifting. On a thunderstorm night, her cow was crushed to death by a fallen tree trunk. In the process of saving the cow, Xu Chun accidentally lost her child without knowing she was pregnant.

After that, Zhao Yu sold the beef and added the money saved to buy new cattle and continued to drive the cattle cart. He also took Xu Chun to see a doctor. As a result, he injured his roots and because he didn't go there in time, he would never want to go there in time. Having a baby is difficult and requires a long time of conditioning.

Because Zhao Yu had no plan at that time and was short of money, he didn't spend any money on treatment. He just bought some nutritious things and took supplements at home.

Since then, Xu Chun has become taciturn, either working at home and not leaving the house, or going to the trail to chop firewood. These days, the eldest husband Yu Jing is pregnant again, so he has become even more silent.

Song Tingran was frightened when he heard this. He had always thought that Zhao Yu's life was going smoothly, but he did not expect that he would suffer such a disaster. For a family that relied on bullock carts for a living, the cows were killed by natural disasters. It would be a bolt from the blue for anyone, and even more What's more, it also hurts my husband.

"Sister Zhao..."

Song Tingran hugged Zhao Yu, and she hugged him too, and then pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's all over. Now that I think about it, it's an experience."

"Sister Zhao, you are really great. Also, I think your second husband, Xu Chun, can still treat him well. The doctor in town has also changed. I think his medical skills are pretty good, so I can go and have a look."

"Really? I haven't thought about this issue since I was disappointed. Then if I take him to see him again, he will finally enter the Zhao family's door and have feelings."

As the sky darkened, Song Tingran took the tofu and was about to leave, calling Wen Li who was helping to clean up in the kitchen.

"Sister Zhao, happy New Year. In the new year, our lives will get better and better."

"With my sister's good words, have a happy new year and take your time on the road."

Zhao Yu's family saw him off at the door, and his second husband, Xu Chun, stood silently at the back.