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

"This way, it will definitely get better."

Song Tingran looked at the writing on the ground. It was crooked and read the word "month". She shook her head and wrote the word "joy" next to it.

Xiao Jincheng nodded. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy. He took the walnut wood bracelet from the monk's hand and handed it to Song Tingran. He looked determined.

The monk touched Master Jincheng's head with a loving look on his face.

"Donor, please accept it."

Song Tingran took it from Xiao Jincheng's hand with both hands, cherished it very much, and said: "Thank you, little master Jincheng. It is fate that my Yueyue can receive the bracelet engraved by the host. When she grows up, I will take her with her." Come to see you."

Xiao Jincheng looked at Song Tingran, nodded solemnly, and then retreated to the back.

Chen Xiangyin was anxious on the side, and she was thinking about going to the embroidery workshop as soon as possible.

Song Tingran said goodbye to the monks and got on the carriage. Chen Xiangyin also quickly got on the horse and followed behind.

Sang Cheng and Xiao Yuchen took turns driving the car in front, Chang Yuqiao was lying in the carriage, Song Tingran was half-leaning on Shi Yan's shoulder, preparing to sleep for a while, giving gentle words and courtesy, and Qiao Jinshu took turns coaxing Yueyue.

Zhiyi walked towards home.

The ride was smooth, and we didn't rush at any speed. We were worried that the people in the car would be bumped.

Set off in the morning and arrive home in the evening.

It was too late for Chen Xiangyin to check the time, so he did not follow him to Daniu Village. Instead, he rested in Ping'an Town and prepared to come early tomorrow morning.

The candles in the embroidery workshop were still lit, and the people inside heard the sound and ran out quickly.

Tang Xing: "Master, shopkeeper, you are back. Everything is fine at home."

Song Tingran also had a good rest along the way. After getting off the car, he felt very at ease.

"Well, how are you doing?"

Lin Fusheng: "Thank you for your concern, sir. Everything is fine. It's just that Bai Wei from Ping'an Town came here in the past few days, and brought a very noble-looking girl with her. She couldn't see anyone, so she left a message saying that she was here these days. Come back tomorrow."

Song Tingran thought about it, and probably came here for the embroidery of Changyu Bridge. There were only a few handkerchiefs in Shengjing City, and since they were sold to dignitaries with high prestige, no one could afford to offend them.

"I understand. I have important people coming to the embroidery workshop tomorrow. Please clean them up."

Lin Fusheng, Tang Xing, Luo Mingyue, Tong Gui: "Yes."

Zhu Yuan: "...Yes, yes."

Manfu has been barking in the courtyard for a long time. It keeps jumping and jumping on people.

Qiao Jinshu hugged Manfu and said with a serious face: "You can't attack the third brother, he needs to take care of himself."

Manfu really turned his head and glanced at Changyuqiao, as if he really understood.

The cradle at home was all ordered in advance. Chang Yuqiao returned to his room, Sang Cheng helped lay out the cradle, and then Wen Li carefully put Yueyue in it.

Shi Yan has actually been thinking about An An and Xiao Yu in the past few days, and now that he sees such a scene, he misses him even more. Unfortunately, it is already getting late, and he is probably asleep over there. It is not good to go there again, so he can only wait until tomorrow morning. Just go and take it back.

The noodles we made for dinner were relatively quick. The warm soup noodles were served with pickles, and everyone enjoyed them.

Song Tingran went directly to Chang Yuqiao's room, just like before. During this period, she stopped taking turns to stay with him at night, and she came to take care of Chang Yuqiao and the child.

"My wife, Yueyue has a lively and clingy personality. She never stops. She either cries or needs to be hugged. Unlike An'an and Xiaoyu, she has a calmer temperament. It's better for me to take care of it. There will be things to do in the embroidery workshop tomorrow. Have to work hard.”

"Don't think so much and rest well. I'm experienced in doing this, and it doesn't take much trouble. Just feed her."

Chang Yuqiao was lying on the bed. He was still worried at first. After all, Shi Yan was an old man and his wife would accompany him. He always felt that he was unworthy, but the people around him were too real. Gradually, he... Just fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Song Tingran fed Yueyue from a milk bottle, prepared a few hand warmers, and stuffed them into Changyuqiao's bed. She watched as his frown gradually eased and he fell asleep.

The next day, the weather was fine, especially the big white clouds, which seemed to be within reach.

Shi Yan took Qiao Jinshu to his parents' house early in the morning and brought An An and Xiao Yu back.

Song Tingran got up and saw An An and Xiao Yu. She thought she had made a mistake, so she quickly wiped her hands and went up to look at them for a while.

"My wife, it's time to eat. I made some wontons and some cold vegetables."

Wen Li was very excited. Looking at the shape of the little wontons, which were small and delicate, he knew they were made by him.

"How early did you get up? It feels like all the work at home has been done. Why don't you get some more sleep?"

Shi Yan put chili oil in the bowl and took several spoons of it before he was satisfied. The chili oil was freshly fried in the morning. It was not spicy but very fragrant. It went well with the wontons.

"Master Wife, I'm not going home anymore, I'm happy."

As he spoke, he also added two spoons of chili oil to Song Tingran's bowl.

Wen Li: "Yes, big brother helped me up early in the morning. I was still dreaming, and I had An'an on my hand."

Xiao Yuchen: "It's better to be at home, but Lin Fusheng and the others are still reliable in doing things. The animals at home are not losing weight."

Sang Cheng: "Thank you for your hard work, Third Brother. I still have back pain today and can't get out of bed. The wontons I just gave him were delivered to the house."

Qiao Jinshu: "Indeed, but the situation is so urgent... I won't say anything anymore. I will go and massage the third brother's waist later. I think it will be better."

Wen Ci: "Well, I'll go too. Let's talk together. He also finds it interesting."

Song Tingran was very relieved about them. After dinner, he went to see Changyu Bridge and the three children, then went to the embroidery workshop.

Instead of Chen Xiangyin or Bai Wei, village chief Zhou came and he came to help transport pesticides in several large bullock carts.

"Other villages are so anxious, but those who hurry up and hurry up can finally collect them all."

"Don't worry, Village Chief Zhou. I'll be here soon. I'll pick up the insecticide tonight."

"Huh? So fast?"

"I feel this is too slow. After all, it is a life-saving thing. In the past few days of collecting materials, I am afraid that the situation in those villages has become serious again."

Village Chief Zhou hopes that the output of Daniu Village will be the best, but he does not want other villages to be affected by the disaster. He also nodded worriedly.

Carloads of firewood, corn, and wild grass were piled in front of Song Tingran's house, which was a sight to behold.

"Village Chief Zhou, just come and collect it in the evening, according to the amount of each village."

Village Chief Zhou understood it. After all, it was not convenient for others to read it. It was a unique secret book. He called the man driving the bullock cart and left together.

Originally I thought it would take a few days, but now that it is so fast, the representatives of each village do not need to go back to the village first, they can just find a place to wait.