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

"Ah."

Chang Yuqiao entered the carriage first, but the four young men did not dare and stood beside the carriage.

"Get in the car, what are you doing standing still?" Song Tingran asked.

"Master, we are dirty, just follow the carriage."

"Can you outrun a horse?"

The four of them lowered their heads and said nothing. They had never been in a carriage before, and now each of them owed two taels of silver, so they did not dare to move.

Song Tingran had no choice but to shake Xiao Yuchen's arm.

"Stop being so restrained, get on the bus as soon as I ask you to, or else there will be no food to eat at night." Xiao Yuchen said seriously.

The four of them were already hungry and frightened and went up one by one. However, the four of them sat together and did not dare to go next to the Changyu Bridge.

"drive--"

Ping'an Town was okay, but there was no light on the road in Daniu Village, so we had to rely on moonlight. Fortunately, we knew the road well and arrived home without wasting time.

Shi Yan, Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, Wen Li, and Qiao Jinshu were all waiting at the door of Song's house. If Song Tingran didn't come back, he would go to the town to find someone.

"My wife, you are finally back."

Shi Yan had a big belly, but he naturally moved forward to help him. Song Tingran supported him with her backhand, muttering that he was starving.

After Xiao Yuchen helped Changyu Bridge down, four young men came down immediately behind him, which made all the husbands at home look at him blankly.

Shi Yan was afraid that Qiao Jinshu would be unhappy, so after school, he told his wife about choosing a new wife to prevent him from making trouble, but he didn't expect that there would be so many four.

Qiao Jinshu was furious. He rushed to Song Tingran and said angrily: "No, I don't agree!"

Shi Yan: "Jinshu, what did eldest brother tell you?!"

Qiao Jinshu pursed his lips, pulled his wife's arm, and gradually let go.

"A good marriage will last a hundred years, and a precious son will be born soon."

Wronged Baba.

Song Tingran touched Qiao Jinshu's face, and he hid away. The situation was very embarrassing.

Chang Yuqiao quickly explained: "These are the boys chosen by the wife for the embroidery workshop. They are also poor people and were almost sold by the black-hearted matchmaker Zhang!"

"Ah?" The husbands at home were all surprised.

Qiao Jinshu looked better when he heard that he was not the new one, but he still glared at Tang Xing and the other four, and pulled his wife through the door.

Song Tingran suddenly stopped in the courtyard, looking back at Tang Xing and the other four, feeling that it was not appropriate for them to enter the Song family's courtyard at this moment. If word spread, there would definitely be rumors, and it would be difficult for them to get married in the future.

"Xiao Yuchen, do we still have hay or something at home? Let's move more to the embroidery workshop."

"Sang Cheng, find four sets of old beddings at home and move them over."

"Wen Li, go find four old clothes."

"Jinshu, go find four pairs of shoes and match their sizes."

Xiao Yuchen, Sang Cheng, and Wen Li all went to do it, and Chang Yuqiao and Wen Ci also consciously followed to help. Only Qiao Jinshu stood there.

"Master Wife, where are the old shoes at home? Even if there are, they are very new."

"You're the one with the little mouth. Go quickly and be good."

"Okay."

Tang Xing and the other two stood at a loss outside the door of the Song family, all cautious, watching the people in the master's family getting busy.

After a while, it was almost ready.

"You four, follow me."

"Yes, master."

Song Tingran pointed his hand and said: "This is the embroidery workshop. It has not been completed yet, but it is still okay to stay here temporarily. Workers will come to work early the next morning. You have to get up early to prepare the work." Pack up your things and then help... build a house."

"Yes, master."

The four of Tang Xing already felt that this place was very good. It was very sheltered from the wind. With the hay and bedding, it was not cold at all. Moreover, the clothes they were given had no holes and the shoes were made of coarse cloth.

"The clothes look about the same, let's try on the shoes for size."

The four of them took off their old shoes, but they didn't dare to try on the new ones because they really couldn't bear to part with them, so they just made some rough gestures.

"This... is all bleeding."

It's true that Qiao Jinshu didn't like these four people and was afraid that they would steal his wife. But when he saw their feet were full of wounds, he couldn't bear it.

Song Tingran asked Sang Cheng to get the medicine. It was a hardship for them to travel from south to north.

"Apply the medicine, don't be reluctant, throw away the old shoes, and start a new life from now on."

"Thank you, Master."

Song Tingran settled them here, and then rushed to the dining room with the husband to eat.

Dinner was white rice and home-cooked food. The whole family was starving. Xiao Yuchen felt better after eating two bowls of rice and felt full in his stomach. He told everyone about what happened during the day.

Shi Yan heard this with horror, and understood why his wife said that she wanted to take him to the town. This insecticide was probably also a product of the farming space.

"Master Wife, take a good rest after dinner. It's really hard work." Shi Yan felt distressed.

"Hmm, eh? By the way, I'm going to bring some food to the four of them later. Is there enough food left?"

"That's enough, Wife. There are some steamed buns left at noon. I'll heat them up in a while and send them over together."

This matter was left to Wen Ci and the others. Song Tingran felt relieved and went back to the main room with Shi Yan to rest after dinner.

Wen Ci was pregnant, so Wen Li didn't let him go with him to deliver the food. He called Sang Cheng, loaded a basket, and went.

"Are you asleep?" Wen Li asked standing at the door of the embroidery workshop.

"No no."

The one who spoke was Lin Fusheng, and the four of them quickly stood over, wondering if they had any orders.

"This is dinner, eat it quickly."

Wen Li took them out one by one. Since there was no table, he found a relatively clean place and placed them on the ground.

Sang Cheng left the candle in his hand here and gave him a piece of flint.

Tang Xing couldn't hold it back and burst into tears. This was not the master's house. It was like recreating his parents. The other three were equally moved.

"This is a white steamed bun! White rice, and meat?" Lin Fusheng rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Tang Xing: "The food is so good... I wonder what's going on at home..."

Luo Mingyue: "Is this really for us?"

Zhu Yuan stuttered, so he usually didn't like to talk. Now because he was excited, he stuttered for a long time without saying anything.

Sang Cheng seemed to have seen his old self. The white-faced steamed buns that night were salvation, just like they are today.

Wen Li: "Eat quickly, it's just for you. We're going back too. After you finish eating, just leave it here and collect it tomorrow morning."

Sang Cheng and Wen Li left.

The four of them didn't bother to use chopsticks. They ate with their hands when they were hungry. Every dish was full of oil and water, and the white noodles didn't irritate their throats. They almost swallowed them.