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

"Song Tingran, you have to know that without the flower burial needle, you can't kill Mei Shuangjin at all. She is the most greedy and loyal dog. Whenever she has a chance to live, she will kneel down and beg you without dignity. , also wanted a way out to come back to see me, so it was you who took the initiative behind the scenes, right?"

Song Tingran was shocked.

That night, Mei Shuangjin held Yueyue in her arms and bumped into her. If what Shen Zhiying said was true, then why did she appear alone at that time, put Yueyue down, and left slowly.

She should be safe with her teammates, or even if she was alone, Yueyue was her best escape key, so she just let it go.

It was chaotic at the time and I didn’t expect this, but now I feel doubtful about it.

Could it be that Mei Shuangjin came back to see the child off?

Song Tingran quickly shook his head, how could this be possible? Birds of a feather flock together, and Mei Shuangjin is definitely not a kind creature.

She walked to the edge of the beheading platform, which was something Shen Zhiying didn't expect.

"Shen Zhiying, are you willing to marry Mei Shuangjin?"

Although Song Tingran knew that both of them were women, she was still very tolerant.

Somehow, Mei Shuangjin's sad look before her death made Song Tingran decide to ask this question.

Shen Zhiying's expression changed, he looked at her with disdain, and said: "She is neither a man nor a woman, and I marry her? Are you kidding me?"

"what?"

Song Tingran thought he had heard wrongly, but Shen Zhiying looked calm and did not look like he was insulting Mei Shuangjin.

"I have been working hard since I was a child, but I was abandoned at a critical moment. It is unfair."

Shen Zhiying ignored Song Tingran and shouted these words while looking at the sky. It seemed that the next second she hoped for summer snow to prove the injustice she had suffered.

"What's unfair? How do you usually treat your subordinates? Have you ever felt sorry for them who sacrificed their lives for you? It's the same. You were abandoned today. It was a decision from the beginning."

Shen Zhiying couldn't come to his senses for a long time. Half of his body was pinned to the ground by Zhan Guan, and he didn't react.

"It's time for execution——"

Song Tingran quickly returned to Wen Ci and Chang Yuqiao. The big knife fell, blood spurted out, and a head rolled down.

The people around the execution ground dispersed, and the people from the government office also started to pack up.

"Wen Ci, Changyuqiao, let's go."

"it is good."

The three of them bought some daily necessities, bought some cloth, and went home.

In the following days, the construction of the resort was almost completed. Song Tingran devoted himself wholeheartedly and wrote a promotional leaflet for the resort. This time, he did not just focus on Shi Yan and Qiao Jin, but let the students in the school Also helps with writing.

Zhao Yuanbao is the youngest in the book school. He has no foundation yet and is still at the stage of practicing strokes. He looks enviously at his brothers and sisters writing flyers.

"Mr. Qiao, when will I be able to write such good handwriting? I also want to help promote the resort."

"You, first practice this stroke horizontally and vertically."

Zhao Yuanbao was depressed, but he still stood aside and helped to polish the ink, extremely well-behaved.

"Mr. Qiao, your handwriting is really good. I will definitely practice harder in the future and write as well as you."

This rainbow fart seemed familiar to Song Tingran, and he suddenly understood how important it was to be a role model. Zhao Yuanbao and Qiao Jinshu had been together for a long time, and their mouths had become the same.

However, Zhao Yu still likes this very much. He feels that if he talks so sweetly and speaks generously, even if he becomes a beggar, he will still need more than others. When he grows up, he will never die of hunger.

Rough words are not rough.

Village Chief Zhou rushed to the school in a hurry and was very proud to see that the students were all helping, especially Zhou Yunyi from her family, who also guided other students.

"Village Chief Zhou, why are you here at this time?"

"I have written letters to the surrounding villages and am going to send them out. I am thinking of taking these leaflets to Zhao Yu in the town so that I don't have to make a second trip."

Zhao Yu knew a lot of rickshaw drivers, and they traveled to and from Ping'an Town every day. It was most convenient for her to distribute them. She didn't have to give them one by one, but just gave them to other rickshaw drivers in a stack.

When the resort opens, come with this flyer for benefits.

Choose from two complimentary grilled vegetable skewers or a fishing experience.

Limited to one use per person.

In this way, no one will refuse everyone's welfare, and the driver will treat it as a treasure and sell it to people in the same village.

"Village Chief Zhou, you don't know something. If you want to find a messenger, you don't have to go to the town to go to the trouble. Just wait at the door of my embroidery workshop. If you don't come for a while, he will come tomorrow afternoon."

Village Chief Zhou didn't understand what this meant, and thought it was Song Tingran who had opened a letter shop in the village.

"Mother, I know that the messenger aunt comes to the embroidery workshop every other day to see Brother Zhu Yuan. I have seen him many times, but you don't know."

Zhou Yunyi stuck out his tongue and continued writing the leaflet.

"Ah, I really don't know, then I'll go to the embroidery workshop."

"Village Chief Zhou, I'll go with you."

Song Tingran took a stack of written leaflets, talked to Village Chief Zhou, and walked to the embroidery workshop.

There are many customers in the embroidery shop, Lin Fusheng, Tang Xing, Zhu Yuan, Luo Mingyue and Li Zhuangzhuang are all busy.

Changyuqiao was so busy that no one could be seen. According to Tang Xing, he was settling accounts upstairs and said no one was allowed to disturb him.

Song Tingran smiled happily. In the past, the embroidery workshop was quiet and Changyuqiao talked about it every day, but now she no longer even has time to talk about it.

Qi Gui did not stand at the door of the embroidery workshop for fear of affecting the business. Instead, she stood under the diagonal willow tree, holding a wooden box in her hand without her mailbox.

"Miss Qi, go home and have a drink of water and wait. There are so many people now and we will be busy for a while."

"Ah? No, I'm not tired. I'll be fine later. Thank you Miss Song for your kindness."

Song Tingran walked over.

"Our village chief wants you to help mail the letter, and there is another small favor."

"That's fine."

dining room.

Song Tingran and Village Chief Zhou sat down together.

Sang Cheng poured lemon water and stored it in a cool place, which was very quenching his thirst.

Wen Li brought a plate of juicy tomatoes, a bunch of red ones, very beautiful.

"When did you come? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"It didn't take long. I have a day off today. I have something important to come to see Zhu Yuan. Miss Song, please don't laugh at me."

After Song Tingran finished joking, he got to the point.

"This is a flyer for our resort. Could you please help deliver it to Zhao Yu in the town? She drives the bullock cart, and there is a safe blessing bag hanging on the cart."

"No problem, I know her, I guarantee it will be delivered."

Because Qi Guizong came here, he and Song Tingran were still very familiar with each other. They talked every time. Such small things were just a breeze.

Village Chief Zhou took out the letter and said, "This is a letter to be sent to each village. Please forgive me."

"You're welcome, village chief. This is my job, but I have a day off today and will help you send it out tomorrow."