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

"Okay, if you really don't like it, just don't go. Studying is not the only way out, but it can make your future path smoother and know more things, which will be a help in the future. But if You understand, if you have your own plans, mother has no objection, and we, Jiajia, are smart and can learn everything quickly. This is what your big daddy said, gold medal certification."

"Thank you, mother. Then I'll go play at Gambling Stone Shop tomorrow."

Song Lingjia's dreams tonight are all sweet. It turns out that she doesn't need to go to the book school. It's so simple.

Qiao Jinshu was not very happy, "Master Wife, you are too spoiled to Jiajia. You let her do whatever you want, behave recklessly and willfully. Sooner or later I will ask my second brother to give her a good beating."

"Just watch, how many days can she play? Don't you like to eat pickled cabbage meatloaf? If you eat it for a hundred days in a row, will you still like it?"

"Well...then I must want to eat something else."

The next day at the door of the school, all the children of the Song family went to the school. Only Song Lingjia followed Song Tingran, Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, and Wen Li to the town.

Along the way, this little mouth was not idle, chattering about her plans for today.

Song Tingran agreed to do everything and let her make arrangements by herself.

At Beishifang, two distinguished guests came to go up to the third floor. Song Tingran and Sang Cheng both went to work.

Song Lingjia was originally playing in the backyard, but she didn't have any friends to play with, just herself. It was okay at first, but as time went on, it became boring.

I came to the lobby of Gambling Stone Shop alone, sat at the counter, and watched people coming and going.

"It would be great if they could all come to town...it's still crowded and lively." Song Lingjia muttered, and immediately saw the wild goose kite in the corner of the counter, which was already a little dusty.

She got off the chair and happily took it in her hand. She confirmed again and again that this was the wild goose kite that had been lost. She was sure of it.

"Aunt Qian Hui, who sent this kite back?" Song Lingjia ran over.

"Just a while ago, a little girl sent it. I don't know it. It turned out to be for you. There were many people that day, so I didn't hear it clearly. She ran away. It's been a while since I left it here."

"Then she is wearing a bonnet and a gauze scarf. She is almost this tall."

Song Lingjia gestured excitedly. Qian Hui thought about it and said yes. She continued to ask if she had left any words, and the answer was no.

She was not too disappointed, at least it meant that her friend Zhu Xuanzhou still remembered her, and the wild goose kite was definitely not taken away intentionally.

At the entrance of Gambling Stone Square, Song Lingjia gently swept the dust on the kite and looked at the passers-by at the entrance, looking forward to Zhu Xuanzhou's appearance.

For several days, Zhu Xuanzhou didn't show up, and Song Lingjia was already bored to death. Playing in Stone Gambling Square every day with no one in charge, and being able to play openly, was boring.

The thing I look forward to most every day is when I go home at night, eagerly waiting for the sisters and brothers from the book school to come home and play together.

However, sometimes, she has to do homework, but she doesn't have to do it. In order to get into the game as early as possible, she will help.

For example, right now, Song Lingjia looked at today's topic and was at a loss for ideas. He still didn't know a few words, couldn't write the meaning, and couldn't analyze it.

"Cancan, have you learned a lot of new things recently?" Song Lingjia was a little disappointed.

"It's not much. Just like before, review the previous day's lessons and then learn something new."

"Then, what does this poem mean? I don't even understand it."

"This..." Song Can started to explain. Surprisingly, Song Lingjia listened very fascinated.

It’s just that Song Can only had a partial understanding. In the end, Song Leyu also came, and several people figured it out together.

Song Lingjia was in a trance. Maybe she was a little playful, but it didn't mean that she hated the book school, or she just felt bored because of the full class.

Song Leyu: "Jiajia, it's boring for everyone these days when you're not in the school. How about going to the school with us tomorrow, okay?"

Song Can: "Yes, we study together during the day and play together after school. Moreover, my mother always gives us holidays. In recent months, our family has been going out to play all the time."

"Okay, then I will go to the book school tomorrow. I miss you all too!"

Shi Le'an ran over. Although Song Can's door was open, he stood at the door and knocked on the door. "It's time to eat. Mother also said that there is something important to be announced. Let's go."

The Zaizai went downstairs in a huff and found Xiao Yuchen and the others, each holding a jar and placing it in the storage room.

"Second Daddy, have you made pickles at home again?" Song Changyue asked mischievously.

"No, it's rice wine. It's ready to start fermenting. If everything goes well, we will be able to drink our own home-made rice wine soon."

Xiao Yuchen placed the jars without seals in the storage room, one next to another.

Song Lingjia ran over and took a look inside the jar. He saw that the rice in the half jar was just a grain of rice. It looked like it was broken, but there was no peculiar smell. There was a deliberately left pit in the middle, which was very strange.

Shi Le'an: "Huh? But, I saw that the rice wine we made together as a family all had white hair. Isn't that bad? Can we still make rice wine?"

Chang Yuqiao laughed. He thought so too at first, thinking that all the work was in vain. However, Song Tingran appeared in time and said that this was normal. It didn't matter if white hair appeared, just leave it to dry.

The koji pieces look like white hairs

If black hair appears, it's really bad.

Sang Cheng brought over the sealing cloth he had prepared earlier. These jars must be sealed. Let's check the situation for two days. If wine can be produced, it will be a success.

When Wen Ci saw that Zaizai's faces were full of questions, he patiently helped to explain. This was all done when Zaizai was not at home, so they didn't know the process.

"After the white rice is cooked, it cannot be used directly. After it has cooled, stir it with cold water, one grain at a time."

Song Lingjia: "Just like what I saw just now."

"Yes, then add the koji we made before. You don't have to add it all, it's proportional, and then stir evenly..."

Song Tingran had been waiting in the dining room for a long time. When she came out, she saw that the husband was educating the cubs on how to make rice wine. The evening sun was particularly gentle. This scene was very warm.

At the dinner table, Song Tingran announced a big event, "Song Jia Restaurant has been completely completed and everything inside is ready. It will officially open tomorrow! Our whole family will go over to help!"

The cheers exploded. Song Lingjia was stunned. She really couldn't laugh. She was going to the book school tomorrow and wanted to make up for her missed homework.

God does not fulfill people's wishes.