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

"Thanks to my sister for not disapproving."

The Korean girl was obviously very happy, and asked her servants to start moving things, and said: "I brought some gifts. They are all for daily use, but I don't know if they suit your taste, so just use them."

I saw a dazzling variety of silks, brocades, and brocades being brought in like water, beautiful porcelain vases, pens, inks, papers, and inkstones, as well as incomprehensible decorations, etc.

"Sister Han, you are spending too much money. There are so many things that you can never use up, or..."

The Korean girl didn't seem to care about this at all. She covered her mouth with her hand but didn't touch it.

"You call me sister, and I call you sister. We are a family. Please accept it, otherwise my heart will never settle down and I don't know how to thank you."

Song Tingran couldn't stop him. Seeing that the Han girl was not short of money, she didn't shirk anymore. When she could only leave, she could just take some fruits with her.

Han Congyu kept looking at Tang Xing. When he saw that he was silent and kept his head down, he took the initiative to get close to him.

"Brother, come home with us this time. Things at home have been taken care of. Mom is always thinking about you. Every time she eats at home, she always leaves a pair of bowls and chopsticks for you."

"Brother, let's go home."

Han Congyu was looking forward to it, but Tang Xing didn't know how to respond. He had suffered a lot since childhood, and he couldn't get used to the life of a wealthy family, but in front of him was his mother, and he was very confused.

"me....."

Miss Han also walked over, and Song Tingran motioned to Li Zhuangzhuang and the others to leave, giving the family some private space.

Song Tingran, Chang Yuqiao and the others had just taken a few steps out of the embroidery workshop when they heard crying from inside.

"My wife, do you think Tang Xing will recognize his ancestor and return to the clan?"

"Yes, that is his mother. Blood is thicker than water. She will definitely go back. However, I think there was a big problem when Tang Xing got lost. Last time when we talked about who sold him, the Korean girl stopped asking. .”

Chang Yuqiao nodded. The rich family's water was deep. Tang Xing would probably suffer a loss if he went there, but if he didn't go back, that wouldn't be the case. Let's see how the Korean girl arranged it.

Song Tingran was not idle either. He returned home and took out various fruits from the farming space.

"We can't ask for the Korean girl's things in vain. These are gifts in return for her, as well as the dried pine mushrooms and your little embroidered handkerchief. It's not rude to us."

"it is good."

At noon, Miss Han wanted to take Tang Xing to the town to play and come back in the evening. Song Tingran agreed without asking any more questions.

Just a carriage, Miss Han, Han Congyu, Tang Xing and a driver drove away. The other men were waiting on the side of the road.

At noon, Song Tingran sent some pancakes made at home to Miss Han's men.

"I'm afraid you have to wait until dark here to eat something and rest your stomach."

A girl who looked like a housekeeper bowed respectfully and said, "Miss Song, thank you for your kindness, but we really don't dare to accept it."

"Ah? It's just some food from home. It's not a good thing. You can eat it. I'll tell Sister Han when she comes back."

"Thank you very much, Miss Song."

After Song Tingran left, the housekeeper took out a silver needle to test for poison. After making sure it was fine, he started to share the food.

It's not that he doesn't trust Song Tingran, it's just that he has been walking outside all year round and has become accustomed to being careful about everything.

Sang Cheng ate the fried fish, the soup inside flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief, it was a little burnt.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Song Tingran said.

Sang Cheng drank some water, felt better, and continued eating.

Wen Li: "My wife, in just one morning, all the milk tea and Malatang were sold out, and I can't even keep the money."

Wen Ci: "Yes, the shopkeeper is so happy. No wonder so many people want to do business."

Xiao Yuchen: "Then what should we do in the afternoon? I think food will sell better."

Shi Yan: "Isn't this ready-made?"

While everyone was still having a heated discussion, Qiao Jinshu had already finished his meal and said, "I'm done eating. I'm going to the study room to read first. Brother, call me when you leave."

Qiao Jinshu left.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and it was quiet for a while.

"Jinshu has been working so hard recently, and I'm really not used to it. Did he recruit something dirty?"

Song Tingran was very surprised. She would rather believe in the ghost of learning than convince herself that he suddenly worked hard.

"Jinshu has been like this recently. I asked him if he wanted to be a high school student and bring glory to the family."

Everyone knows this, but the level of effort is even more intense than before.

Moreover, Zisheng didn't just say that he could pass the exam if he wanted to. Shi Yan did it because he had accumulated experience since childhood, while Qiao Jinshu was a monk halfway through and was a little smart.

Song Tingran quietly went to the study room after dinner and peeked in from the window.

I saw Qiao Jinshu watching with dignity, and Song Tingran sprinkled some glutinous rice flour under the corner.

The door to the study room opened, and Qiao Jinshu came out and asked, "My wife, what are you doing?"

"Spread glutinous rice flour? I think you are possessed."

"......"

Qiao Jinshu took Song Tingran's hand and entered the study room, asking her to sit down. On the table were some questions that Shi Yan had given him.

"Master Wife, I want to take the exam to be a student. I am not possessed by evil spirits."

"But, you said before that you wanted to take the exam, but you didn't work so hard. Is it because you don't like fried buns?"

Qiao Jinshu was stunned for a moment. He pulled his face with his hands and wiped it vigorously. Song Tingran stood up and pulled away his hand. He cried.

The usually happy puppy cried.

"Jinshu, don't cry."

"Master Wife, I feel that I am very useless and the most useless person in the family. When I pass the exam, I will bring honor to you."

Song Tingran helped him sit down and calmed down. Shi Yan and the others also saw it from the window, and they didn't bother them. They were just worried outside.

"Who said you are useless? You are Mr. Qiao from Daniu Village, the unique Mr. Qiao."

"But the eldest brother is a child, the second brother can manage the fields, the third brother can embroider, the fourth brother, the fifth brother and the others...wuwuwuwu."

It turned out to be like this, because everyone in the family had craftsmanship, and Sang Cheng and the others also started to learn how to do business, but Qiao Jinshu only took classes with Shi Yan, and he felt that he was holding him back.

He is still a child at heart and has not changed at all.

"Jinshu, listen to me, everyone in our family is indispensable. According to what you said, should Xiao Yuchen cry if his cooking is not delicious? Should Wen Ci embroidery usually cry? Sang Cheng, don't you? Do you want to cry aloud to learn how to read?”

"...Um?"

Qiao Jinshu couldn't turn his head around. He felt it made sense and forcefully defended: "Well, then I..." He couldn't say anything.