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

Sang Cheng cut into an emerald honeydew melon and used half of it for display. He and his wife ate the other half right here.

Li Fengmei walked from a distance and approached Song Tingran mysteriously.

"My boss, is Lin Fusheng betrothed to someone else? Is he to Shopkeeper Leng?"

"Huh? No, come on, eat a piece of melon to quench your thirst."

Li Fengmei took over. Ever since she worked in the Song family, she had done her best. Song Tingran was also very generous. She paid her wages on time and gave her something from time to time. The villagers were envious of her.

But now, she had no intention of eating it, so she gave the piece of emerald honeydew melon to her husband.

"Then since I'm not betrothed to you, what's going on over there? Master, I can bear it, I can do it, don't hide it from me."

Song Tingran was helpless. Li Fengmei had clearly said she had given up before, but now that she saw her, she was still so motivated.

"I'm really not betrothed to you. There was a little accident just now. It was Shopkeeper Leng who helped me out."

Song Tingran said briefly, but Li Fengmei didn't say anything for a long time, her face turned red from holding back, and she stood up to leave.

She quickly grabbed Li Fengmei's wrist.

"Don't be impulsive. The matter has been resolved. If it starts to make trouble again, it will not end well."

"Don't worry, boss. I know what's going on and I'm sure. I will never cause trouble for the resort."

Li Fengmei walked towards the mountain with high spirits. The first and second husband of her family both looked worried, but they could not leave the stall casually without permission.

Sang Cheng wiped his mouth, looking like he was hesitant to speak. Song Tingran shook his head. According to Li Fengmei's usual style, she must do something about this matter, but she won't go overboard. Let her do it. Go let off some steam.

While the two of them were continuing to eat melon, Qi Gui, who had arrived at the resort at some unknown time, was standing in front of the stall.

"Miss Song, how is business?"

Song Tingran looked up and saw Qi Gui, alone, carrying something in her hand.

"Come here, I'll find a place for you to have some barbecue."

"No, no, no, don't be busy, Miss Song. I'm here for business this time. I've prepared everything. I want to set the wedding date the day after tomorrow. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

The day after tomorrow was a bit urgent, but since everything was ready, Zhu Yuan just dressed up and got into the sedan.

"I have no problem. Zhu Yuan is in the embroidery workshop. He didn't come here to help. You can go directly to him. It is estimated that there will not be too many people in the embroidery workshop at this time."

After that, Song Tingran immediately stopped Qi Gui who was about to leave and said, "I'll give Zhu Yuan a day off. You can take him to play. Just come back before the sun sets."

Qi Guiqiu was overjoyed. He originally thought that he would just give this wooden comb away after meeting him. He wanted Zhu Yuan to use this custom-made wooden comb to dress up on the wedding day, which represented the long-term love. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.

"Thank you very much, Miss Song. I will also invite you to have a glass of wedding wine when the time comes to bear witness."

"This is natural."

As soon as Qi Gui left, Sang Cheng shook Song Tingran's arm excitedly, as if he was getting married.

"My wife, do we need to do anything about this, this, and the day after tomorrow?"

"Qi Gui's side has prepared everything. In addition to wedding clothes, let's bring two sets of red quilts. We can also be considered Zhu Yuan's natal family."

One day later, the embroidery shop had put up happy words early, and they would not go to the resort to set up stalls today, but there was really no time to delay at the book school. Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu had to go to the book school after seeing Zhu Yuan get married. .

Qiao Jinshu stood in the courtyard of Xiufang.

"Hey, I want to go too. This scene must be very lively."

Shi Yan heard his sigh and walked over and said: "It's lively, but it's also tiring. The food at the banquet is not as good as our own. What do you want to eat? I'll have it at home tonight." Eat whatever you want.”

"Brother, I don't know why. What you said doesn't seem to make sense, but at first glance, it still makes sense. I was convinced."

Shi Yan put his arm around his shoulders, feeling that this kid was more reflective than before and would probably become harder to fool in the future.

Zhu Yuan was wearing a bright red wedding dress, holding in his hand the wooden box that Qi Gui had given him before. Inside was the custom-made wooden comb used to tie his hair, as well as the sachet.

At this moment, he was sitting on a chair in the lobby of the embroidery workshop, very nervous.

As his master, Chang Yuqiao felt a lot of emotion at this moment. Although he knew that three days after the wedding, Zhu Yuan would still come to the embroidery workshop by bullock cart to work every morning, but he still felt an inexplicable reluctance to let go.

"These two quilts are your dowry. When you go over there, there are two husbands above you. Get along well with each other. If you are wronged, don't just accept it...and their children, you should also do it. Treat it as your own normal love, um... I will also give birth to a child for Miss Qi as soon as possible, and live a beautiful life together."

Chang Yuqiao was completely standing in the position of her parents' elders and said these heart-wrenching words to Zhu Yuan.

With tears in his eyes, Zhu Yuan knelt down while holding the chair. He kowtowed first to Song Tingran and then to Chang Yuqiao.

"Master, master, master, master, master, master, master, and, big, big, family, thank you, thank you, thank you, we, we, I..."

Chang Yuqiao directly helped him up and took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears. He was originally awkward when speaking, and now every word was a little out of tune.

"Stop crying. You're dressed up so beautifully today. If you cry for a while, how can you get on the sedan?"

"Uh-huh...."

Song Tingran and her husband saw that it was almost time and were waiting at the entrance of the embroidery workshop. Although no one was seen yet, the sound of blowing and beating could already be heard.

Sang Cheng said with a look of envy: "Miss Qi really takes Zhu Yuan seriously. I'm afraid she didn't start from the town and has been beating her all the way here. It's so grand."

Xiao Yuchen: "Yes, this messenger job seems to be more profitable."

Wen Li: "Then, the queue over there must be very big. I'm really looking forward to it."

Qiao Jinshu had been persuaded by Shi Yan, but now he had the idea of ​​​​going there. He held his waist and leaned in front of Shi Yan. He now knew that no one could intervene in the matter of the book school, only his eldest brother.

"Brother, I still want to go. If you try to persuade me again, I will follow you to the town soon."

Shi Yan touched Qiao Jinshu's belly very gently, and took advantage of the situation to hold his arm.

"You can go if you want. Anyway, the children at home have been sent to my mother's house. My brothers are with you. I can rest assured that I can take care of you in the school. You just like to have a lively temper. Anyway, after noon came back."

"Well...actually I don't want to go that much. I might as well teach children to write in a book school. I just want to see if you let me go. As long as you say this, it will be fine."