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

When Qian Hui saw Chang Yuqiao leaving, she began to pack away distressedly, putting together apple peels, emerald honeydew melon peels, watermelon rinds and so on.

When I picked up the banana peel, I saw that the inside of the peel was also soft, so I looked at the people in the backyard, the Song family cubs who were eating fruit.

A table is full of cut fruits, even bananas are cut into segments.

She has never eaten bananas. It is already a good thing to have some numb little apples in Guangming Village.

Changyuqiao is back. He went out to ask Song Tingran just now. There are so many people today, so he still has to buy food outside. He was just too busy and forgot to tell Qian Hui.

"I won't cook at noon. I will go out to buy some later. These ingredients are not enough. When someone delivers them later, you can pick them up at the back door. This is food money."

"Ah good."

Qian Hui took the money handed over by Chang Yuqiao and was even more shocked. All of Song Tingran's husbands, one by one, were well taken care of.

Not only the food and clothing, but also the money he took out were heavy, and his speech and behavior showed that he had seen the world at first sight, and he was not the kind of person who only knew about the firewood, oil, salt and one-third of an acre of land at home.

"Um, do you really don't want these fruit peels?"

"Well, no, just pack it up, it's easy to rot in the summer." Changyuqiao said patiently.

"Then can you give it to me? Give it to me?"

Chang Yuqiao didn't know what she wanted to do, but he still agreed. After telling the kids not to run around, he went to the front hall to help.

Qian Hui happily took all the fruit peels back to the room, and quickly returned to the front hall to continue working without being in a hurry to enjoy them.

The Song family's pups also wanted to help, but there were too many people, and most of the distinguished guests were not from Ping'an Town. Song Tingran let the pups play in the backyard, waiting for the crowd to stop a little. , come out again.

Song Lingjia was tired from talking. He took a big bite of watermelon and instantly felt that his throat was moistened. He could still talk for another half hour.

"Do you know? Jiang Biaotou's home is very far away. It's next to Shengjing City, but further away than Furong Town." Song Lingjia had an idea.

Song Leyu: "Well, it is indeed much farther than Furong Town. From what you just described, does it mean that Jiang Bai is an extremely honest person?"

"Exactly, so I thought..."

"No." Song Leyu, Song Changyue, and Song Can said in unison.

Shi Le'an, Song Qingyi and Song Chuan were all deceived. Song Lingjia only said half of what he said before he was directly rejected.

Song Lingjia bit her finger, "I think he's very good. His home is so far away. If we go here, we can play with him for at least half a month."

Song Qingyi: "What are you talking about? Why are we going to Jiang Biaotou's house?"

Shi Lean: "What are you plotting?"

Song Chuan: "Huh?" He tilted his head and didn't understand, but he didn't ask too many questions. There were question marks all over his body.

Since Song Lingjia already wanted to do this, individual combat was definitely not as good as a team, so she simply expressed her thoughts.

The result is silence.

In order to be able to go out and play, Song Lingjia was really brave.

Shi Lean: "Sister Jiajia, in order to go out and play, the risk of doing this is too great, please slow down."

Song Qingyi and Song Chuan also meant the same thing, and said that if they went to Furong Town, they would put in a good word for him.

Song Lingjia also began to hesitate, feeling that she was the only one who thought this method was good.

Just when a few people were silent, Song Tingran led Jiang Bai over. Seeing that all the Zaizai were there, they just introduced them and they were acquainted.

"Everyone from the Sihai Escort Bureau is here. I'm afraid we have to choose for a while. You can play with Jiang Bai."

"Okay, mother."

"Uh-huh."

...The Zaizai responded in a flurry. Jiang Bai stood there, watching Song Tingran leave, not daring to move forward. He didn't hold so many things in his hands.

Shi Lean avoided embarrassment and took the lead in making introductions. Then he took Jiang Bai to a chair and gave him a piece of watermelon to eat.

"I won't eat, you can eat." Jiang Bai was obviously scared.

Seeing his reaction, Shi Lean put the cut watermelon back on the plate and gave him a piece of apple instead.

The result was the same. Jiang Bai refused all feedings and stood up from the chair, completely at a loss.

Song Qingyi was confused and asked: "Jiang Bai, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I, these fruits are very expensive. I can't eat them. You can eat them. If my mother finds out that I eat such good things in other people's homes, she will really be beaten to death."

Jiang Bai finished speaking in one breath, lowering his head and not daring to look at the table. He was just a child and wanted to eat, but he couldn't.

Everything in the family is closely related to his sister and sister. He is already satisfied if he can have enough food, and he dares to expect anything else.

The cubs of the Song family were born with a good life. They have never experienced what it means to not even dare to eat fruit, they have only heard about it.

Shi Lean tried to smooth things over by saying that he could play pocket shooting in the backyard. The rules of this game were simple and the backyard was big enough.

It means drawing lots to draw two people, one standing on the far left, the other on the left and right, and the rest of the people in the middle.

People on the left and right start throwing pockets. If the person in the middle is hit, the person hit will be kicked off the field.

Jiang Bai had never heard of such a game. He stood in the middle nervous and curious.

He had never played before, so his reaction was naturally slow, so Song Lingjia on the left and Song Qingyi on the right tried to avoid him at first to give him some experience.

After playing for a while, he was completely familiar with the rules, and then he greeted him.

This bag was made by Sang Cheng and was stuffed with dried wheat. As soon as Song Tingran said it, he could quickly understand and make it. The word "dexterity" was embodied in him.

The sound of joy spread in the backyard. Jiang Bai was very happy running around, and he was also happy when he was hit in the pocket. He liked this group of interesting friends very much.

Gu Yan was helping on the second floor, and the windows were all open. He could accurately identify Song Leyu from so many laughs, smiled accordingly, and continued to greet the guests.

"I'm so tired, let's take a rest." Song Changyue suggested. Everyone was tired and sat down to drink water and eat fruit.

Song Lingjia threw the bag on the ground casually, then picked up a strawberry and ate it.

Jiang Bai stood not far away, looking down at the soles of his shoes, unwilling to take a step forward. When he was playing just now, he was so happy and felt like he was integrated with everyone. Now that he has calmed down, the difference is still very big. big.

Song Lingjia looked at Jiang Bai, who was honest but had low self-esteem. This strong little body seemed to be very vital, but it looked like it was about to wither.