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

"Wang Wang."

It was Manfu's voice, and Song Tingran found that Manfu was locked outside the small door.

She walked over and opened the small door, which was usually ajar during the day.

There was nothing strange in the field, the livestock were all there, and there was an extra calf in the shed. It should have been born by a bull when she and Chang Yuqiao were in town in the morning.

Manfu was running around at the door of the main house. Only then did Song Tingran realize. She subconsciously searched the whole house, but did not go back to her room to look.

She pushed open the door of the main house, and petals of various colors fell from her side.

"Happy birthday, Wife." The seven husbands shouted in unison.

birthday? Song Tingran had forgotten that today was her birthday. She remembered this and that, but finally forgot her own.

Shi Yan was holding a braised pork ribs cake in his hand. It was made similar to the braised pork cake last time, except that the braised pork was replaced with pork ribs.

"You... scared me to death. I thought you had disappeared, but I was really surprised."

Qiao Jinshu put a wreath on Song Tingran.

Sang Cheng: "My wife, these petals and garlands were planted by Jin Shu and have been put to great use."

Qiao Jinshu: "Yes, I finally grew it, but it's all gone bald again."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Shi Yan put the cake aside first, pulled Song Tingran to the bedside, and pointed at the bed.

"My wife, look under the quilt."

"Ah."

Song Tingran first opened a small corner and saw the gifts inside, and then opened all the quilts, exactly seven of them.

Chang Yuqiao: "My wife, guess who gave each gift?"

"Tell me first why you disappeared. I remember you were right behind me."

"While you were anxious to see An An and Xiao Yu, I went directly into the main house. There is a reception at this door, so the speed is naturally fast. Don't say anything about me, my wife. This is a surprise."

Song Tingran pointed at Changyu Bridge, and this guy also followed suit and became glib.

She looked at the gifts all over the bed, and there were a few items that were easy to guess. For example, this newly made undershirt, it looked like Sang Cheng's craftsmanship.

These embroidered socks are definitely from Changyuqiao.

A wooden statue of a woman is very cute. Her agile appearance is somewhat similar to Song Tingran's.

"Xiao Yuchen, can you carve this out of me?"

"Um...no, uh, it's you, but how does the wife know that I carved this?"

"You don't have to think about it. You are the only one in this family who knows these gadgets."

Xiao Yuchen scratched his head, and Qiao Jinshu leaned over and whispered: "Second brother, you promised to carve a puppy for me. Don't forget it."

"Good good."

Song Tingran picked up another old purse, opened it and saw a strand of hair inside.

This could belong to anyone, but the wallet looks old.

Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan and suddenly remembered that this was the meeting gift she gave him when they were engaged to be a child.

"My wife, you still remember."

"Remember, of course I remember."

Song Tingran looked at the hair inside, found a pair of scissors from the cabinet, and cut off a strand of her own hair.

"No, Wife, just let me go."

"Leave it alone, what if it doesn't work?"

Song Tingran tied their hair together and put it back into her purse.

According to folklore, if you tie your hair together, you can stay together forever and grow old together.

Song Tingran still remembered that when she first wore it, she asked Shi Yan for money, but he just took this purse with him. Later, she bought him a new one, but she was reluctant to replace it. In the end, she couldn't use it anymore, so she replaced it. There are traces of sewing on it, and the stitching is very dense.

Shi Yan's heart was filled with sweetness. This was the dream of all the married couples on their wedding day, and now it has come true.

Song Tingran continued to recognize it, and picked up a piece of paper. There were many words written on it, but the words Qiao Jinshu were all densely packed.

"My wife, have my handwriting improved a lot? I was afraid that you would think it was my eldest brother, so I wrote my name. I'm ready. Praise me."

"Jinshu, your handwriting has really improved a lot. If it hadn't been for your name, I would have thought it was written by Shi Yan."

There are elements of exaggeration, but it is indeed a huge improvement, and overall it is clean and orderly. It is no problem to teach students to write in a private school.

"Hey, then hang this picture in your room, okay?"

"Hmm....ok."

Qiao Jinshu took this calligraphy and went to find a place. Now there are two gifts left, and they will be extremely easy to distinguish.

A stone with a name engraved on it. This stone is completely black with white lines on it. It is very beautiful. Wen Ci must have taken out his favorite one.

What Wen Li gave as a gift was a fan with novel paintings on it. It was a variety of fruits that had been grown by the Song family. The appearance was very abstract. Wen Li must have practiced it in private for a long time.

"Master Wife, I'm not good at painting, don't dislike it."

"No, I think it's very beautiful. It feels like a great painter. It happens to be hot after a while, so I'll use this fan to keep cool."

Song Tingran liked every gift and put them into the cabinet one by one.

The braised pork ribs cake was already cold. Sang Cheng went to the kitchen to heat it up. He also heated up the other dishes and then placed them in the dining room.

To Song Tingran's surprise, candles were made for her this time. Based on the experience last time, the candles this time were obviously not so rough.

She closed her eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candles with her husband.

Qiao Jinshu: "My wife, what wish did you make?"

Sang Cheng: "If you say it, it will be effective. This cannot be said."

Shi Yan: "Yes, but our wife's wish will definitely come true."

Wen Ci: "Yes, it will definitely come true."

Everyone started to eat, and the braised pork ribs cake was the staple food. Now that Shi Yan's health was mostly recovered, he wanted the school to start as soon as possible, but Song Tingran vetoed it.

I just feel better at home. After all the hard work in the book school, the wind blows, and I feel tired, it will definitely not work.

In the end, it was decided that Shi Yan would rest at home for another half month and get enough time for a month before going to the school. Shi Yan compromised.

At night, Song Tingran still stayed in Shi Yan's house and took care of him. Fortunately, An An and Xiao Yu were both angel babies. The number and time of feedings were fixed, and the night was much easier.

The next day.

As soon as the Song family finished eating, Village Chief Zhou came. She rarely went to the villagers' homes. Since she came, it was because there was something important.

"Congratulations, Yan has given birth to two children at once. You are really lucky."