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

Putting the things directly on the bullock cart, Lu Yan accepted them.

"I can't ask for your things for free. If you need my help in any way, just ask."

"There's one right now."

After Song Tingran finished speaking, Lu Yan was shocked. She pointed at her head and said, "Are you okay? Aunt Wen is going to do this to you and your husband, and you asked me to find someone to buy from her stall. thing?"

"Oh, if I don't want to help her, you just decide whether to help her or not?"

"I'm convinced, help."

Lu Yan took the money and left. She knew a lot of people in her business of driving cattle carts, so she quickly bought hundreds of items from Mother-in-law Wen's stall.

Song Tingran was waiting here, and Lu Yan came back with a pile of home-made corn paste.

"Now, it's all here. Aunt Wen's family purchased this corn and prepared it for sale. This time, I guess I can repay the cost of the corn and make a profit."

"I'll leave you with a few seats, and I'm leaving. By the way, this matter is a secret."

"Good good."

As soon as Song Tingran left, Mother-in-law Wen and Father-in-law Wen arrived in a bullock cart. They also told Lu Yan that business was good and they would close the stall early. Everyone was very happy. They were sheltered from the wind here and waited until the time came. Go back to Changxing Village.

Father-in-law Wen saw the familiar gloves in the car, a thought flashed through his mind, and he silently blessed Wen Ci and Wen Li.

Father-in-law Wen said in his heart: Dad is useless, this is how you live your life, you have to be good.

Song Tingran returned to the inn and found that the husbands were all in the same room, surrounding Wen Ci and Wen Li to comfort them.

"Here, eat some polenta."

Even Qiao Jinshu didn't move. Song Tingran walked over and took a look. Wen Ci and Wen Li were crying like tears.

Wen Li was sitting on the stool, so he hugged Song Tingran's thigh.

"My wife, I'm sorry. You were so good to me, but I still think about that person. Don't be angry. I was wrong. Don't let me go."

Wen Ci also squatted on the ground, hugging his thighs, and tilted his neck. Tears flowed down his cheeks and into his neck.

"My wife, you are wrong. I will never do it next time. It was only because of my wife's favor that I dared to say those words."

Song Tingran couldn't help him, so he quickly asked other husbands to help. After all this pulling and pulling, they finally got up.

"You're right. Who can completely abandon family ties? Come on, take a breath, and then let's eat corn mush together while it's hot."

Wen Ci didn't cry when he was outside, but he cried when he came back. Song Tingran wiped his face with a handkerchief and raised his chin deliberately.

With everyone here, he blushed instantly and stopped crying.

As for the gentleness, it's not easy to control, but I've already stuffed the corn paste into my mouth.

"This taste..."

"Brother, take a bite quickly."

Wen Ci didn't react and took a bite from Wen Li's hand. The taste was very familiar.

"My wife, this is it!..."

"Yes."

The two of them ate it themselves. It tasted like the corn paste made by their father, and they even had the same habit of placing it on corn leaves.

This kind of thing is not often eaten at home. One year, the harvest was good, so I made this during the Chinese New Year.

Of course, Wen Ci and Wen Li didn't have a share. It was their father who gave them a share. In the end, it was discovered that he had secretly eaten their father's death.

So I will always remember the taste of this corn mush, how delicious and painful it is.

"Don't worry. I deliberately found a few people who pretended to be rich and gave them a little more. I guess I won't have to suffer the cold here every day and my life will be easier."

"It's just...she's so heartless. This matter is a secret. If she finds out about it and still makes trouble, I'll use you two as an excuse."

Wen Ci: "Don't worry, my wife, I will never tell you, and I probably won't see you again in the future."

Wen Li: "Yeah, I hate her, but there seem to be two people fighting in my heart. I'm so confused."

"It's all over, it's over, come on, you all have a taste, I think it tastes good."

Sang Cheng pointed at Qiao Jinshu, who was already eating the second one and licking the corn leaves.

There are always people who take a long time to heal their childhood, and Song Tingran is the one who helps them heal.

After eating the cornmeal, it gradually became quiet outside. It was already midnight. With this incident, I didn't have time to go play on the Bingyue River, so I had to go tomorrow.

Everyone washed up casually first, then fell on the bed and went to sleep, breathing evenly until the sun basked on their butts the next day.

Song Tingran slept in the same bed as Shi Yan. When she woke up, there was no one around her. She sat up suddenly and found that all the husbands were there and breakfast was already set on the table.

"Don't you have any voice?"

Shi Yan took the clothes she was going to wear today and gestured with her ears.

"My wife, it's very lively outside. The sound can drown out our voices. You are fast asleep."

Song Tingran woke up and heard that there seemed to be a competition outside. She quickly got up to clean up, had a simple breakfast with her husband, and then hurried downstairs to play.

"The weather is really nice today." Sang Cheng said, looking at the sky.

"Yes, the scenery at night is very different from that during the day."

Chang Yuqiao did not bring the Yueqin with him when he went out this time, but he made gestures with his hands and played the Yueqin as he walked.

There were a lot of people on the Bingyue River. When they approached, Qiao Jinshu was immediately convinced because the Bingyue River was very wide and definitely not on the same level as the small river in front of his house.

"The new round of ice fishing competition is about to start. Those who want to participate, please sign up here."

Song Tingran wanted to participate, so she hurried over. The person who signed up was a very lucky girl, fair and fat, and stronger than Song Tingran at the beginning.

"The registration fee is one tael of silver. The person who catches the most fish can take away all the fish. The rest of the people can also choose any one. There is a place over there that can handle the fish. It's free."

If this plan is done well, it depends on whether the fish is caught or not. Except for the first place, everyone else is a companion, which is equivalent to buying a fish for one tael of silver, not necessarily how big it is.

"Is there a limit on the number of people?"

"Sir, look over there. The holes in the ice have been dug in advance, one for each person. You can have helpers, but as long as you can stand still, that's fine."

"Okay, I will participate."

After paying the money, the lucky girl wrote Song Tingran's name, then asked her to get the fishing rod and bait, and went to the last ice hole to prepare. The time was coming soon.

There is only one pair of fishing rods and a lot of bait is provided, but if you can’t use them all, you have to return them.

Song Tingran and her husband walked for a while before they arrived at their location. There was a higher platform by the river, from which one could see the status of all the players.

Many people stood on it to watch the fun and place bets on who would win.