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

"An'an, you're not laughing at me, are you?" Qiao Jinshu put a hand on his waist.

"Daddy Qi, I don't have one. I just can go to the book school to study. I'm happy."

"No one believes what you say."

Another person who was caught tightly was Song Lingjia. At this moment, she was helpless and was kindly invited out of the room by Song Tingran.

"Mom, I've learned everything. Can I stop going to school? Otherwise, my second father and I can go water the water. He's working really hard."

Song Tingran shook his head and handed Song Lingjia to Song Leyu.

Xiao Yuchen was carrying a bucket of water and deliberately picked it up and put it down to exercise.

"Jiajia, I'm not tired or hard, so just study hard. If you really like watering, I'll leave this work for you at night."

Song Tingran and her husband turned their backs and snickered. Song Lingjia was completely convinced and followed the troops to the book school.

Sang Cheng tied up the carriage and prepared water bags and food, as well as several soft cushions.

"Sang Cheng, we're just going to town, there's no need to be so grand."

"That won't work, just Wen Li will go with you alone..."

It turns out that the key point is here.

"Are you unhappy when I take Wen Li to the town alone? I also want you to rest at home."

"How dare I be unhappy? Just go ahead and leave. I can be fine at home alone."

Song Tingran pulled the skirt of his chest, and with almost no effort, he came to his side, leaned very close, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Master Wife, really? Then Wen Li doesn't know about it, right?"

"I definitely didn't know. It's a surprise. I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

Sang Cheng blinked and looked into the yard in surprise. Wen Li had already packed up and was dressed very neatly today.

Song Tingran was not satisfied. For such a big day, it would be better to be more solemn.

"Wen Li, I remember that you made several satin clothes before. One of them has tiger pattern embroidery on it. You haven't worn it for a long time. Go ahead and change it."

"Huh? I always think that one is a bit too flamboyant. I made it because my eldest brother said it looks good. I'm going to town now, so I won't wear it anymore."

While Song Tingran was still thinking about what to say, Sang Cheng walked directly to Wen Li's side.

"My wife took you alone to the town today. She asked you to wear that dress. She must have thought it looked good on you. Don't you understand what it means?"

Wen Li's cheeks turned slightly red when he saw it, and he turned around and went back to the house to change clothes.

Song Tingran was surprised, "Sang Cheng, what did you two say that he immediately agreed to change clothes?"

"secret."

Sang Cheng just smiled and said mysteriously that he would go to Shi Yan's parents' house later and deliver the clothes that Xie Jinglin had made for Shi Feiwan.

Wen Li came out of the room quickly. To match his clothes, he even brought a hairpin. For those who didn't know, he thought he belonged to someone's young master.

"When you go to give the clothes away, just say you bought them outside, and then find a chance to tell Shi Fang in private."

"I understand. Wife, please go quickly."

The weather was nice, so Song Tingran and Wen Li were sitting in front of the carriage. When they passed by the book school, the sound of reading loudly came from inside.

At the entrance of Zuixiang Building, Xie Jinglin was already waiting here.

"Benefactor, come in and have a cup of tea. The tea has been made."

"I don't want to drink anymore, and I'm not thirsty either. Let's go to the government office to do some business first."

"it is good."

Xie Jinglin got on the carriage and sat directly in the innermost part of the carriage, keeping distance from the two people in front of him.

This is the first time I have dealt with the new county magistrate who took office five years ago. He seems to be a nice person.

"Sir, I want to register this shop owned by Zuixiang Louzhu in his name."

Everyone present looked at Wen Li, who was also confused and pulled Song Tingran's sleeve.

"My wife, what are you talking about? How can my name be written on this?"

"Why can't I write about you?"

Wen Li was in a panic, but Song Tingran was calm, smiling and repeating his appeal.

"Are you sure you want to register your husband's name? Think about it."

"Sir, I thought about it before coming here. Please register."

Since Song Tingran said this, the people in the government office couldn't say much, so they just followed her wishes.

The main store of Zuixianglou registered Wen Li's name, and the branch store registered Song Tingran's name.

This is something unprecedented here. Only wealthy men in the city, and extremely favored men, can get a small shop, which is a very shameful thing.

And this is also very rare.

And now, Wen Li has a shop, and his name is registered in the government office, which means that he is the person in charge of this shop.

Because Xie Jinglin had a personal letter from Lin Qinghe entrusting him with his personal seal, the matter went smoothly.

When he walked out of the government office, Wen Li still seemed to be dreaming.

"Let's go take a look at your shop."

"Master Wife, I..."

"Don't worry, I will hire people to do the work. I will just be a hands-off shopkeeper and guide the kitchen when necessary. You don't have to go there every day. Is it fun?"

"I....."

Song Tingran didn't care what Wen Li had to say and pushed him directly into the carriage. Xie Jinglin was so shocked that he forgot what he wanted to say.

At the entrance of Zuixiang Building, Xie Jinglin stopped the carriage, and Song Tingran pulled Wen Li in to take a look.

"See if you still like it? Shopkeeper Wen."

"Master Wife, stop joking with me."

Wen Li's eyes turned red anxiously, and then he started to shed tears. He couldn't control such a big shop, so he took care of it.

Song Tingran put his hands on Wen Li's shoulders and wiped his tears.

"A person's life, just a few decades, must be interesting. You are very talented in cooking. Could it be that there is an opportunity to manage a restaurant for you? Don't you want to try it?"

"But I'm just a husband. I have no experience in taking on this important responsibility. I'm afraid I won't do it well."

The tears could not be wiped away, so Song Tingran simply took him to the backyard and started planning.

"You give Xin a name, and then we go to Chen Fa to repair the back and leave two good rooms for Sister Lin's house. The rest will be used as an inn. We will also build one like the one in the city where we can eat. We can stay here again, okay?”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

It was always a horse-drawn carriage ride up and down, which was inconvenient. The distance was not very far. The two of them planned to walk to Chen Fa's furniture store, so they just happened to take a stroll.

However, Xie Jinglin was not seen at the door. After asking around the people in Zuixiang Building, they all said they had not seen him. Song Tingran didn't think much about it, thinking that he might have gone to work.

"Master Wife, I'm so happy. I didn't expect that I could still be the shopkeeper."

"You can, but you have never had the chance before. I am supporting everything, so you can manage it with confidence and boldness. You make money to support me, and I will also enjoy happiness in the future."

The two smiling people turned a corner and couldn't help laughing at the scene in front of them.