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

"What's your name?"

"To tell you, master, my name is Song Changyue."

"come over."

Song Changyue walked over, and Master Zhu looked at her hand, nodded with satisfaction, and simply accepted the apprentice.

"Miss Song, I don't know if my mother told you that I never accept apprentices, but I like Yueyue very much. Since I accept her, I will teach her well, that is, I will learn skills and endure hardships. If there is something in between..."

Song Tingran completely understood, "Master Zhu, don't worry. I'll leave Yueyue to you. You can teach her whatever you want. I won't ask questions. Just give it your best."

At this time, Song Changyue had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and was still happy that he would be able to learn guzheng soon.

Master Zhu was very satisfied. Song Tingran paid the apprenticeship fee. This was the same thing. There was no way Zhu Qing would be paid less or anything just because he was a chef in a restaurant.

The private room became quiet, and Song Tingran knew it was time for her to leave, "Then I'll leave. I wish you master, Yueyue, be obedient and study hard."

Song Tingran suddenly understood why many parents in modern times had the same feelings about sending their children to interest classes.

"Miss Song, walk slowly, don't worry, Yueyue will eat with me at noon, and I will send her back to the Song family restaurant in the evening."

"Okay, I won't interrupt."

Song Tingran left quickly, not forgetting to close the door gently. When he walked downstairs of the teahouse, he still seemed to be dreaming. He looked up at the window above his head, which was open.

She looked here for a while before leaving.

After that, Song Changyue came every other day, always in a fixed private room. Song Tingran couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Zhu Qing was really great, working hard to make money, and raising her children so well.

It was the autumn harvest season, and every household was busy. It was Sang Cheng who sent Song Changyue in turn, and Wen Ci and Wen Li took turns sending them off. After all, they were going to Gambling Stone Shop and Restaurant, and Song Tingran was helping at home. Harvest food.

"My wife, this year's grain production is good. Just like last year, the rice seedlings are not affected by weeds at all."

In the past few days, Xiao Yuchen's face had turned dark. Song Tingran asked him to cover it up, but he found it inconvenient and couldn't breathe, so he just let the autumn wind blow like this.

"It's pretty good. I don't know what's going on in Guangming Village. There's been no news."

"Don't worry, Wife, your herbicide is so easy to use, there must be no problem over there."

"makes sense."

The entire Daniu Village is harvesting rice, which is golden and makes people feel happy just looking at it.

Village Chief Zhou was also busy. He took a break while drinking water and talked to Song Tingran.

"These years have gone by in a flash, like a dream. At first, Daniu Village was very poor. Now, it is the richest. I dare not even think about it, but it has actually come true. I eat enough every day, and my stomach is full of food." I feel at ease and my heart is at ease.”

Village Chief Zhou was filled with emotion. He looked at the rice fields in the distance and fell in love with them more and more. The villagers passing by said hello and were all full of joy.

"Yes, Village Chief Zhou, Daniu Village will definitely get better and better in the future. I just thought that just because our village is getting rich, it doesn't count as rich."

Village Chief Zhou laughed brightly, "I understand what you are thinking. You said you would give farming secrets and seeds after the autumn harvest. I understand. If I were just Village Chief Zhou, I would definitely disagree, but I It’s Deputy Mayor Zhou. I wish I could do this. You have a far-sighted vision than I do.”

As the sun sets, the rice fields look even more beautiful.

It took about eight or nine days in total. Every family in Daniu Village had collected all the rice seedlings. Without hesitation, they were the first to hand over the grain to the court.

Song Tingran left rations and seeds for his family, and there was still a lot leftover. In the past, these were sold to rice merchants in the city, but this year there are other arrangements.

She first went to Village Chief Zhou's home, "Mr. Zhou, we want to distribute the seeds to each village. How much should we give, which is better?"

"There are too many villages and a large population. We rely on us to distribute the rice. It is estimated that each village will not be able to get much. Even though I have said before, there are still many people who want to sell more rice to merchants in exchange for money."

Song Tingran can completely understand the thoughts of these villagers. After working hard for a year, they just want to make more money and live a good life. If they give it to other villages, the money will be given, but it must not be It is suitable to sell to rice merchants.

"Well, let's hold a village collective meeting and let's discuss it together."

"Okay, everyone has been free these days, let's open now."

It took about two cups of tea for the whole village to arrive. Under the willow tree at the head of the village, the statue of Song Tingran was clean and tidy, with no fallen leaves at all.

Village Chief Zhou: "Folks, the yield in our village has always been very good, partly because of the good seeds. Today our village is going to help other villages in Ping'an Town by taking out a small part of the remaining seeds and passing them through the government. We will distribute it to the government. If the harvest is good, each family will receive twenty kilograms. If there is little land, they can contribute half of it."

There was silence below.

Li Fengmei slowly raised her hand and said: "Village chief, we get money when we sell rice to merchants. Do you get money when we contribute this money?"

"Yes, it's just a cost price. It's not as much as what the rice merchants give. It's probably half of what the rice merchants pay, and a little lower."

The villagers are even more silent, everyone wants to make money.

At this time, Xiao Ping said silently, her voice not loud, but very clear: "My family is willing to donate twenty kilograms to other villages as seeds."

Song Tingran was shocked, that was Xiao Ping! Danniu Village really likes to take advantage of people, and the incident of not paying Shuxiu back then was well known to everyone.

Li Fengmei looked at Xiao Ping as if she had seen a ghost during the day, and asked in an almost broken voice: "Do you agree?"

"Well, I agree. What happened to me was quite bad at the beginning, but when Song Tingran distributed seeds to the whole village, he still gave them to my family. Without this kindness, my family would not be able to live the good life we ​​have now. Although I I don’t understand why we need to send seeds to outsiders, but I am willing to support it.”

These words were spoken from the bottom of her heart. Xiao Ping felt embarrassed after saying this. She only glanced at Song Tingran and then silently looked away.

Song Tingran was very touched. After so many years, she didn't remember this incident, but Xiao Ping still remembered it.

Li Fengmei loves money as much as her life. She grits her teeth and settles the accounts. If she earns less, she will earn less.

"My family is also willing to support. Twenty pounds is twenty pounds. Without the help from the village, my family is still eating potatoes. Where can I eat white rice?"

More and more villagers responded below. Song Tingran walked to the side of Village Chief Zhou, and the crowd became quiet.

"Thank you everyone, but I don't force this matter, and I don't want to be a burden to everyone. Village Chief Zhou and I made this decision because we have endured hardships and want the entire villagers of Pingan Town to live a better life, at least It fills the stomach.”