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

Lin Fusheng and Sang Cheng didn't look this way at all, they were still talking enthusiastically.

"Fusheng, Boss Song is leaving." Leng Shanshan said in a gentle tone.

"Huh? You have to leave so soon."

Lin Fusheng was a little reluctant, and Sang Cheng also looked a little regretful.

In fact, it has been a long time since we arrived. The sun outside has begun to set, and the light it emits is very warm, shining in the blacksmith shop.

"In a while, a stone gambling shop will be opened where the Zuixianglou branch used to be. Sang Cheng is the shopkeeper there. He will go there every now and then. You will be close by then."

Song Tingran intended to comfort Lin Fusheng, but when he said this, everyone present was very surprised.

Chen Fa has been doing business for so many years, and everyone who has never seen him is an old man, but Song Tingran's is truly unprecedented and unprecedented.

She didn't understand, but she didn't ask any more questions. After doing business for so many years, she was actually used to it. She was also so surprised by what happened in the embroidery workshop, and then returned to normal.

Lin Fusheng looked at Sang Cheng in surprise. He had said so many words just now, but he had never mentioned this matter.

"That's great. I'll help you when it opens." Lin Fusheng gave his heartfelt blessing.

"Thank you in advance, but you are inconvenienced, so you'd better rest at home."

Lin Fusheng felt embarrassed and asked Song Tingran to wait a moment while he went to get something from the back.

He was also anxious, fearing that Song Tingran would wait for a long time, so he walked a little faster. Leng Shanshan hurried over to help him.

"You walk slowly, what can you do if you fall?"

So sweet.

Leng Shanshan had never been able to say such things before, so Chen Fa also started gossiping while he was picking up things.

She said that Leng Shanshan's family saw the changes in her and were willing to have husbands, so they wanted to work hard to get a few more husbands into the house.

Lin Fusheng had no objection and started to discuss the matter directly after asking about it. It turned out that Leng Shanshan was unwilling. She was usually relatively cold and said that she didn't like it when the family was too noisy.

She really doesn't like it.

Let this matter go.

The old couple of the Leng family couldn't help it. Who knew that Lin Fusheng was a good child-bearer. He had three children in the past five years, and many people envied him.

The two of them lived like this, they were very satisfied with each other, and their relationship was getting better and better. Leng Shanshan now also knew how to talk and care for others, and even the business was much better than before.

Song Tingran was fascinated by what he heard. Lin Fusheng and Leng Shanshan also came back from the backyard, carrying several scattered things in their hands.

"Master, this is our home-pickled side dish. It tastes pretty good. Don't dislike it."

Lin Fusheng had no talent for embroidery at first, but he was good at making pickles, so Sang Cheng accepted him.

"We are also thinking about this. Let's go first. There will be plenty of opportunities to meet each other later."

"Master, walk slowly."

"Boss Song, walk slowly."

Chen Fa saw that it was getting late, so he left together. He looked back and saw that both Leng Shanshan and Lin Fusheng were seeing Song Tingran off at the door, but no one was seeing her off.

"I said, Leng Shanshan, can't you just tell me to walk slowly." Chen Fa asked jokingly.

"Lengshan, not Lengshanshan."

"Lengshanshan, Lengshanshan." Chen Fa also had enough of talking, and drove the carriage in a hurry, and disappeared.

Here, Song Tingran and the others had just settled down in the carriage. They waved and left, heading straight to Tianshui Shop. However, Xie Jinglin and Shi Feiwan were no longer here.

"Master Wife, where should we find someone?"

"The sun is going to set, let's go back to Zuixiang Tower and wait, they will probably be back soon.

Song Tingran was right, Xie Jinglin and Shi Feiwan were sitting and playing here.

The tables and chairs in Zuixiang Building were all packed and neat. There was only one table near the door with a lot of things on it.

The father and son were just sitting here, taking out these things one by one and playing with them.

"Auntie, you're back!"

Shi Feiwan jumped directly into Song Tingran's arms, with a smile on his face.

"Fei Wan, did you have fun today?"

"Happy, so happy. Uncle Xie took me to many places and celebrated my birthday. I even made a wish."

Song Tingran touched his head and looked at Xie Jinglin. He was quiet and calm, all his eyes were on Shi Feiwan.

Sensing Song Tingran's gaze, he said: "My benefactor, since we don't need help here, we people have nothing to do here. Tomorrow morning, we will prepare to go back to Shengjing City for training, and the branch over there will also be opened. ."

Unexpectedly, it was so fast. Song Tingran nodded and said, "Okay, have a good trip. I hope you have smooth sailing in the future."

"Thank you so much, my benefactor."

Shi Feiwan reluctantly walked to Xie Jinglin's side, held his hand, and asked: "Are you leaving tomorrow? If you had known better, you shouldn't have listened to me on everything today. I should have accompanied you. Just have a good time."

"No, Fei Wan, I had so much fun today, will you remember me when you celebrate your birthday in the future?"

"Of course, you are the great hero who saved me. It's not just your birthday. I will always remember you. Even if we can't meet each other in the future, we can still write letters."

Xie Jinglin paused and immediately agreed, but he had no intention of actually writing a letter. If he left this time, he would disappear, so that the people of the Shi family could live in peace of mind.

It's never too late to be happy.

There were a lot of things on the table, all bought by Xie Jinglin. Shi Feiwan knew that he was going home after playing all day, so he started to pack them away.

"Auntie, thank you for giving me a happy birthday."

Song Tingran was in a daze and said, "Why are you so polite to your aunt? Just be happy."

Xie Jinglin walked aside, and Song Tingran followed.

"Benefactor, I wanted to buy something for Feiwan, but he refused to take it. I can only say that it's not my money, it was given by you in advance, specifically for his birthday, so he was willing, and the money he bought... Items that are not his own, almost all are gifts for family members.”

"That's it. He is a good and filial boy."

"Benefactor, I have been thinking this day, aren't you afraid that I will just take Fei Wan and leave?"

"Huh? You're not that kind of person. I believe you."

"Thank you."

Sang Cheng and Gu Yan helped Shi Feiwan pack the things on the table and waited here.

The five people looked at each other. This parting scene was sentimental. It was Xie Jinglin who spoke first: "My benefactor, you are tired after a hard day, so go home quickly."

"Well, okay, let's go then. You should go to bed early. We have to travel tomorrow."

Sang Cheng came to drive the carriage, Gu Yan followed and sat in front, Song Tingran and Shi Feiwan sat in the carriage.

Seeing Zhiyi's horse hooves moving, Shi Feiwan shouted: "Wait a minute."

He leaned against the car window, took out a piece of crumpled paper from his arms, and handed it out.

Xie Jinglin came over quickly.