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

Chang Yuqiao shut up. He was thinking about selling it for money. He looked at his other brothers and made eye contact. They all understood that the sheep was edible!

"Wen Li, help me get a basin. I just want to squeeze some goat milk and send it to Sister Zhao."

"Uh-huh."

Wen Li went out from the small door, grabbed a medium-sized basin from the kitchen, and came back quickly.

Song Tingran had never expressed milk before, but she guessed it was just pinching.

Xiao Yuchen first took away the suckling lamb, and then Wen Li squatted on the ground and held up the basin. Song Tingran felt cruel and pinched the goat's cheek.

Because of the lamb's sucking just now, the goat's milk squirted out directly, hit the basin, and fell onto Wen Li's face.

The scene was instantly hilarious.

Wen Li naturally stuck out his tongue and licked the goat's milk near his mouth, and said, "My wife, the taste of this goat's milk is so strange."

"This is raw, so of course it doesn't taste good. It will be cooked in a pot. If you like it sweeter, you can add sugar and it will taste better by then."

"Okay, let's try it later."

A small pot of goat's milk is almost enough, and the rest needs to be given to the lambs.

"It's just right. Let's go to Sister Zhao's together. I can't get it by myself."

"Okay~" Wen Li followed with the goat's milk.

The other husbands were all concerned about the situation of the lambs, and they didn't really care about who went out with them.

Only Qiao Jinshu felt extremely regretful and thought to himself, it would be great if the person squatting on the ground holding the basin just now was him.

Along the way, Wen Li was very careful when carrying the goat's milk, and Song Tingran took the things he had prepared before. When the two arrived at Zhao's house, Zhao Yu happened to be chopping firewood in the courtyard.

"Sister Zhao, come and see you. How is the child?"

"Everything is fine. You have brought a lot of things. There is nothing missing at home."

"Let's not talk about it for now. Take a look at this goat's milk. It's freshly squeezed. Quickly cook it while it's fresh and give it to Yu Jing, your family."

Zhao Yu took it with both hands, called Xu Chun to cook, and then quickly greeted him into the house.

Yu Jing had a layer of cloth wrapped around his head, probably to prevent the wind from getting in and giving him a headache. He wanted to stand up and thank him, but he really didn't have the strength. He lay on the bed with the quilt tightly covering him and said, "Thank you Miss Song, no." I definitely can’t survive your ginseng.”

"You are a lucky person of your own destiny. Besides, I don't need to say thank you for my relationship with your wife."

Zhao Yu took the child over and showed it to Song Tingran. She had never held a child before, and her hands didn't seem to be hers. After she picked her up, she didn't dare to move.

"You're too stiff. It's okay. It won't break. Children are very soft."

"No, no, no, sister Zhao, hurry up and carry her back. I really can't carry her for fear of falling."

Zhao Yu took the child back and looked at her helplessly.

"Yan is about to give birth at this time. Why don't you hold her by then? Why don't you practice here with me?"

"When the time comes, I will be able to catch the ducks on the shelf. Sister, don't laugh at me. By the way, do you want to give me a name?"

Zhao Yu almost blurted out.

"Zhao Jinbao, my family doesn't pay so much attention to it. One Yuanbao and one Jinbao. That sounds fine to me."

Song Tingran nodded repeatedly, and she opened the package. There were a lot of small quilts for children, small clothes, etc. In addition, the egg is also pushed forward.

"Sister Song, I don't call you sister just to take advantage of you. You have been sending things to my house every two days for the past three days. I really feel bad about it."

"Sister, don't worry about it. When my baby is born, I might need my sister to help. Also, I have seven husbands, and yours, Yu Jing, will probably come to my house more often after he gets better. Don’t we just help each other?”

"Well, good sister, my Yu Jing's craftsmanship is good, but I can't help him give birth. When the time comes, let Shi Yan and the others take care of it and everything will go smoothly."

Zhao Yuanbao, who was playing on the side with a smile all the time, ran over and affectionately pulled Song Tingran's arm to act coquettishly.

"Aunt Song, you are the best Aunt Song in the world. My favorite is Aunt Song."

Zhao Yuanbao's sweet little mouth made Song Tingran grin from ear to ear, holding her on his lap and coaxing her.

Xu Chun walked in respectfully with the boiled goat milk. There was a layer of milk skin on it, and it smelled very fragrant.

Zhao Yuanbao swallowed, looked at his father on the bed, and quickly ran to the yard to play.

Zhao Yu gave the goat's milk to Yu Jing, but he quickly refused: "My wife, I can only take care of my body for a few days. I'd better give this goat's milk to Jinbao."

From what I heard, it seemed that Yu Jing didn't have much milk, but Song Tingran was too embarrassed to ask such a private question.

"If you drink, your health will be better, and Jin Bao will also have something to eat."

Yu Jing was embarrassed.

Seeing this situation, Song Tingran didn't want to disturb this warm scene, so she stood up and said, "Sister Zhao, after I delivered this thing, I went back first. My ram has enough milk. You can go to my place every morning and serve it." bowl."

"No, no, no, I'll give it to you."

Zhao Yu gave the goat milk to Yu Jing, and Xu Chun had the foresight to go over and help feed him.

Arriving at the door of Zhao's house, Song Tingran heard a cow braying.

"Sister Zhao, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of the ox cart these days, right?"

"It's okay. I won't go to town for the past few days. There was Xiao Ping who bothered me before, but now her Xiao Anyu is no longer studying in town, so I have calmed down a lot."

"Really? Have you dropped out of school?"

"Yes, I haven't been there since the New Year. Why are you talking about her? I don't care about her. She is a good daughter, but she has been ruined by her upbringing."

The news was quite sudden. Song Tingran took Wen Li out for two steps and then came back.

"Sister Zhao, you have no land at home, only the backyard, which is only enough to grow some vegetables. You can't drive the bullock cart all your life. If there is an emergency, you won't be able to make money. I have an idea. I wonder if you are willing to do so. Would love to hear it.”

"Sister, I can't think of any other way to make money in my head."

"Yu Jing will deliver babies. Although there are no people in Daniu Village, there are still some in the town. You teach Xu Chun and Yu Jing to drive the bullock cart and promote it so that he can go to the town to work as a stable husband in the future. Buy a young bull and give birth to a cow. You can sell the calf and the milk, and you can rent it out to the village to plow the fields. After a long time, it will start to change. With the money you fixed for driving the bullock cart, your life will be fine. A hundred times better.”

Zhao Yu was crazy about it, but he also had too many worries and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Song Tingran said that he could lend money to Zhao Yu in the early stage and pay it back later when he earns his money back.