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

"Master, I'm late."

"Be good, but you don't have to come every day. My waist has healed. You see, I can hold Yueyue."

Li Zhuangzhuang stood on tiptoe, glanced at Yueyue, and said, "I like to come to Master in the morning."

Song Tingran was not surprised when he saw Li Zhuangzhuang. Since this child has been accepted as a disciple, he will stay in the embroidery workshop for many years to come. This is good now. Anyway, he is quiet, does not knock on the door, and waits every day. At the door, he is mainly polite and greets everyone with a smile.

Such a child is adorable.

The aroma of breakfast spread throughout the Song family. They made meat buns, steamed bun slices wrapped with eggs, and several side dishes, all of which were refreshing and appetizing. Poached eggs were also fried.

Steamed bun slices wrapped in eggs, I don’t know if they are available all over the country, they are super delicious

Li Zhuangzhuang left immediately when he smelled the smell, swallowed his saliva, and ran out of the door quickly.

Song Tingran was prepared this time and grabbed him by the collar outside the door.

It is really a last resort, otherwise, it would be impossible to hold him back.

"Li Zhuangzhuang, this is for you to eat. You can eat it on the way home and don't mention it at home."

"Aunt Song, I don't want it. It's wrapped in eggs. Let's make up for it, Master Chang."

Chang Yuqiao also came out and said, "I made a lot today, so take it and eat it, as it is my wish as a master."

Li Zhuangzhuang wanted to reach out and take it, but he couldn't hide the child's small movements, so Song Tingran put it directly on his hand.

"Remember, go home after eating."

"Thank you Aunt Song, thank you Master Chang."

Song Tingran pulled Chang Yuqiao into the yard. Li Zhuangzhuang wiped his eyes and wolfed down steamed buns wrapped in eggs just outside the Song family.

Xiao Yuchen came out of the fruit and vegetable garden and happened to see this scene. He was afraid that Li Zhuangzhuang would be embarrassed, so he pretended not to see it and returned from the fruit and vegetable garden.

"My wife, this Li Zhuangzhuang feels like he has been hungry for several days."

Song Tingran was stunned and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"I just saw him eating slices of steamed buns. He almost didn't chew them. He didn't look like he was greedy. I was hungry before and ate like this."

Song Tingran felt that Li Fengmei would not treat Li Zhuangzhuang so badly. Although she was stingy and favored girls over boys when it came to her family's children, it could be seen in her actions that she had planned it.

At least, she found such a skill for Li Zhuangzhuang that he could rely on, which was something that many people couldn't do.

Shi Yan spends the longest time with Li Zhuangzhuang.

"Yu Chen's words make sense. Li Zhuangzhuang always drank water when he was in the school. He drank a large can of water every time. However, this only happened in the morning."

Sang Cheng, who had been concentrating on breakfast, put down his chopsticks with a clear voice.

"By the way, I went to work in a resort before, and I learned from chatting that people there always work very early in the morning because the sun is very bright near noon, so I can go home early to rest, then... When Li Zhuangzhuang was at our house..."

Chang Yuqiao also put down his chopsticks and said worriedly: "Is his family not letting him have breakfast?"

Sang Cheng tilted his chin, looking unsure. He just suddenly thought of this.

"I guess Li Zhuangzhuang will still be able to come tomorrow. I'll just ask him then."

"Okay, I will go to the bookstore later. If there is a suitable opportunity, I will also ask him privately."

Just after breakfast, while Song Tingran was still helping to clear the table, Lin Fusheng knocked on the door happily.

"My boss, the shopkeeper, there are important customers coming to the embroidery shop to pick out things. You should go and have a look."

Song Tingran felt surprised and surprised, and so did Changyuqiao. It had been open for so long, and the villagers just bought a few handkerchiefs and cloth embroidered by Zhu Yuan. Others were still not open at all.

Chang Yuqiao asked other husbands to help look after Yueyue, and then followed Song Tingran to the embroidery workshop.

As soon as he walked out of the Song family's door, he saw six people standing at the door, with an exquisite sedan next to him.

There are not many people making sedan chairs in Ping'an Town, so they mainly rely on manpower to carry them.

Generally, wealthy families will prepare an eight-carat wedding sedan when they get married.

The one in front of me is obviously not a wedding sedan, but it is actually a six-carriage sedan, full of pomp and splendor.

Song Tingran only glanced at it, then entered the embroidery workshop, and happened to face Mei Shuangjin.

"Why are you here?" Mei Shuangjin asked pretending to be surprised, holding a small round fan to her mouth.

"I am the owner of the embroidery workshop. I heard that there are distinguished guests coming, so I came here to meet you."

Mei Shuangjin's face seemed angry. She looked at the beautiful flowers in the courtyard and walked into the hall of the embroidery workshop.

"Yesterday, I asked you about the origin of the handkerchief. You should tell me that you are the owner of the embroidery workshop."

Song Tingran only felt that Mei Shuangjin was even more arrogant when she walked out of the theater, and she didn't like it.

"You didn't even ask."

His tone was not good either, so he directly took Chang Yuqiao and sat on the stool together without saying anything about introducing him to the guests.

Mei Shuangjin was unexpectedly kind and sat down, staring at the Changyu Bridge. It was better to say he was looking at it than sizing it up.

"Is this your husband too? In addition to the two I have met before, this is the third one."

"Well, I have a lot more. If you want to buy something, then buy it. If you don't want to buy it, go back to your theater."

Tang Xing served tea.

"What about this one? Is it one of many husbands?"

Mei Shuangjin looked at the tea, covered it with a handkerchief in disgust, and pushed the teacup aside.

Song Tingran frowned, but Chen Xiangyin didn't say he was so picky. He shook his head and said, "No, he is a servant of the embroidery workshop, but Miss Mei should stop asking about my family affairs."

"I'm just curious. I want to fall in love with you and say a few more words. That's all. Bring up the veil and let me choose."

Just as Chang Yuqiao was about to stand up, Song Tingran pressed his wrist and motioned for him to sit down.

He sat down naturally, as if he had just adjusted his posture.

"Miss Mei, we are a small embroidery shop in the village. We don't have as many embroidery shops as you in the city. The recent appearance is all behind you. You can pick whatever you like."

Song Tingran felt that Mei Shuangjin had princess disease, which was very serious. If it were other polite guests, she would definitely let Lin Fusheng and others serve them to choose from, but she just didn't want to spoil her.

"It's so petty. If it wasn't really good-looking, I wouldn't come."

Mei Shuangjin stood up, looked from the shelves one by one, picked up one embroidered by Zhu Yuan, and threw it on the shelf.

"This is completely different from what you have."

"Hey."

Song Tingran pointed to the next few rows and tried his best to keep the business open: "The ones in the back are."

Mei Shuangjin continued to watch for a long time. Chang Yuqiao could tell that his wife didn't like to see this person, so he stopped smiling.