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

Song Tingran was not very skilled either, and if he didn't do it well, he would have to work hard to dismantle it.

Everyone was so focused that the children had taken a bath and put on clean clothes without the adults noticing.

The children were standing behind Song Tingran and the others, tiptoeing and going in along the gap.

"Oh my God, Dad's head is so strange." Song Lingjia said in a low voice.

But in a room and behind you, no matter how small the sound is, you can still hear it.

"Have you finished taking a bath?" Sang Cheng took the soft handkerchief and prepared to wipe the children's hair again.

Xiao Yuchen and Wen Ci are also together. As long as they are wiped clean and no water stains flow down, the hair will dry soon.

Song Can was so curious that he couldn't move his eyes away while wiping his hair.

"Dad, what kind of hairstyle is this? Mom always has weird things in her head."

Wen Ci wiped it for the last time and said, "This is my first time seeing you too. Your hair is healed. Let's go and see."

"Ah."

Song Can went to Qiao Jinshu's side and looked into the mirror with him. The two of them even made faces.

Song Tingran wore dreadlocks, which was naturally not done as well as a professional, but it looked very similar.

After doing it, tie it up high to create a very energetic ponytail hairstyle.

It's the same as his usual hairstyle, except for the addition of dreadlocks.

"Jinshu, look, your hairband is all on your head, and it looks really good. With this hairstyle, I can guarantee that you are definitely the number one person in Guan Xiangcheng."

Qiao Jinshu rubbed his head. He liked new things and accepted them quickly.

"Thank you, Wife, I like it very much, but this is very troublesome and requires a lot of effort. Are your hands sore?"

After that, he held Song Tingran's hands, touched them constantly, and blew on them with his mouth.

"With this hairstyle, you don't need to remove the dreadlocks in the front. It can be used for several days. You only need to remove the hair binding part at the back before going to bed."

"Really? That would save trouble."

Qiao Jinshu stood up, showed it to everyone, showed it in a circle, and then squatted on the ground to show it to the children.

There were still a lot of hair ties left, and Song Tingran asked if anyone else wanted to have dreadlocks.

The answer is obvious, no.

This style is not easy to control. Qiao Jinshu said that he should sleep with his arms around the mirror and get up in the middle of the night to see if there is any mess, but he should be careful.

It was getting late, so everyone went back to their respective rooms to rest.

In the middle of the night, Song Tingran heard a strange noise from next door. She was alerted and called Shi Yan and the others to check.

Song Leyu, Song Changyue, Song Can, Song Lingjia, and Changyuqiao's room had the door wide open and no one inside.

Xiao Yuchen also rushed out of the room and asked anxiously: "My wife, brother, what's going on?"

"Eh? Where are Xiaoyu and the others?"

Song Tingran only had a grudge against one person in Guan Xiangcheng, and that was the prefect during the day. He thought that the matter was over, but he really didn't expect that she would be so despicable.

"How are An'an and the others?"

"They were all in the house and I didn't let them come out."

Song Tingran asked her family to gather in a room, and she wanted to go out to find the children and Chang Yuqiao.

At this time, the waiter ran up.

"Dear guests, distinguished guests, why are you up in the middle of the night? Did something happen?"

Song Tingran quickly explained the reason and asked the waiter to find a few more people to guard this place. This was Miss Han's restaurant, and she could trust it.

"Dear guest, a group of bandits have entered Guan Xiangcheng and have already reported to the bureau. There are official officials nearby. I will accompany you to have a look."

Bandits.

Song Tingran didn't believe there were bandits, so he asked Shi Yan to take care of the remaining people, and followed the waiter away.

The second half of the night should be the quietest time, but now the streets are brightly lit.

At first glance, he saw the prefect in official uniform.

"Sir, my family has lost four children and one adult."

"Oh? Make a note. I will catch the bandit as soon as possible and find your family."

The people taking notes were all queuing up. When Song Tingran asked, it was all about missing things. Only her family had lost people. It was too obvious.

Song Tingran couldn't sit here and wait for death. She turned around and was about to leave, but officers and soldiers stopped her.

"You can't leave until you finish taking notes."

Song Tingran looked at the people in front of him, speaking very slowly, and there were some things he couldn't remember temporarily, so he followed this posture. The five people in Changyuqiao will only get farther and farther away from Gaohu Restaurant.

This seems to be helping, but it is actually delaying time.

"Lord Officer, I have lost four children and one adult. I am in urgent need of help. Let me make a record first. When I finish, I will go find someone. Please help me."

Before the official said anything, the first few people who had lost their things were not happy.

"No, we who came first must follow the order."

"Yes, everyone is anxious if they are not anxious."

Song Tingran had no intention of arguing with these people. The noise would only get louder and louder. She said to the waiter: "Where is your boss? Did you send someone to notify me?"

"I sent someone just now. They live not far away. They should be back soon. Miss Song, please rest assured. This matter is not urgent."

That's what it says.

Song Tingran took out the Blessing Token given by the Empress from her sleeve. This was her first time to use it. As long as the previous matters could be solved, she would not take it out.

Now in this matter, human life is at stake.

The official didn't know this at all, but he recognized the pattern on it while pushing and pushing, and he didn't dare to move.

She rushed in front of the prefect, holding up the blessing token. The prefect looked at her with disdain, and was instantly frightened and panicked. He rolled and crawled off his horse.

"You, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. I want to see people now. No one is allowed to be missing, otherwise your whole family will pay for it with their lives."

This blessing token was engraved with a dragon pattern that only the empress could personally use. The magistrate swallowed his saliva.

"As the prefect of Guanxiang City, I will do my best even if you don't take out this token."

The tone was humble, but it was obvious that he was still confronting Song Tingran.

Song Tingran also understood that this prefect was an old fool. Even if she was afraid, she knew that if she admitted that avenging a public vendetta would be a dead end, she would definitely give it a try.

She turned around and left. This time no one dared to stop her. She met a Korean girl on the road.

"Sister Han, you are finally here. I also want to ask you, do you know who the person above the prefect is?"

Miss Han was already crazy with anxiety. The moment she saw Song Tingran, she felt a little relieved.

"It's Zhang Xuanhua, Minister of Rites."

"Then if I want to file a lawsuit with the government, who should I contact?"

"You are crazy. If you sue the people, you will be punished. I have sent all the servants in the family to help you search for him. We can always find him."

Song Tingran couldn't listen at all, but Miss Han was right. The most important thing now was to find someone. Where would he be?