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

"I understand that Yang Lixiang's family wanted to make amends, and they could be released on bail. But Luo Mingyue also had a life. He was almost buried alive. Could it be said that he was released in advance just because he was given money?"

Wu Qinning took a sip of tea and said words that Song Tingran would never forget in his life.

"All the people in Xiangchuan Village have signed a petition, hoping to release Yang Lixiang, and she is also willing to compensate Luo Mingyue. I am here today to deliver compensation. If it is not enough, we can discuss it again."

"Mayor Wu, I don't understand, me."

Song Tingran's words were interrupted, and Wu Qining shook his head, "It's not what you think. The villagers of Xiangchuan Village did this for the sake of Xiaomei, the little girl of Yang Lixiang's family."

"Xiaomei?"

"Yes, Xiaomei is a very good girl. She has always helped others in the town since she was a child. She would ask her mother to give her porridge every birthday. When Xiangchuan Village was flooded, she even stepped forward and went to help almost every now and then."

When Song Tingran heard this, she was already in tears.

"Miss Song, Xiaomei had already discussed their marriage before she died. It can be said that she was a childhood sweetheart. She was about to start a beautiful life, but she died in a flood that had nothing to do with her. The people in Xiangchuan Village said that without Xiaomei, life would only be the same. It will be even more difficult, so I hope I can give Yang Lixiang a chance to repent, come out quickly, resolve Xiaomei’s matter, and make Xiaomei feel at ease.”

After Wu Qining finished speaking, there was a long silence. Song Tingran opened the money bag, and inside was a two hundred tael silver note.

"I will bring compensation to Luo Mingyue. So is Yang Lixiang still in Ping'an Town now?"

"The bail happened last night. Maybe he hasn't left yet, but I don't know for sure."

After the matter was explained clearly, Song Tingran wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. If Xiaomei had just discussed the marriage, she would have just gotten haircut. It was heartbreaking.

In the afternoon, the number of people waiting in line at the door of Song's Restaurant has reduced by more than half.

Song Tingran stopped a random person and asked, "Excuse me, what happened?"

"Over there, I heard that his head was smashed. It seems that it was because of the wedding. I was rushing to see it."

This person ran away with the crowd in a flash.

How could such things happen so rarely? Song Tingran picked up Qiao Jinshu who was in a daze at the door of the restaurant and ran away.

"My wife, please slow down, where are you going? You are not taking me to elope, are you?"

Qiao Jinshu became more and more excited as he ran.

"Go, go, let's take you to see the fun. I heard it's because of the wedding. Let's go see what's going on and tell them when we come back."

"Great!"

The two of them felt more and more familiar as they followed the flow of people. They couldn't see who the protagonist was from behind. After squeezing for a long time, they finally got a good seat.

"Mom, Yamato will work hard to support the family. Please, I don't want to get married."

Yue Dahe kept kowtowing, and it was exactly as passers-by said. His head was broken, and the scene was even more tragic.

"Even if you die today, you will marry to the Yang family tomorrow. Do you know that in addition to the gift money, there is also a house here. If you are really filial, you should know how to do it."

"Mom, you have a little bit of love for me, right? Last time, you cried for a long time and your eyes were swollen."

Yue Dahe pulled his mother to kiss the hem of her skirt and raised his head to pray. His face was covered in blood and his forehead was a bit rotten.

"That's because I asked about ghost marriage. The harder you cry, the further away you can be sent, so that you will come back after you die. Your eldest daddy and I are too old to be frightened. "

Qiao Jinshu pulled Song Tingran's hand with a pulled face and whispered, "My wife, do we want to help?"

"Shh, I can't help. Last time we saved Luo Mingyue by chance. Now the Yang family is willing, the Yue family is also willing, and the important thing is that the government doesn't care. We really can't control it."

The tears in Yue Dahe's eyes kept flowing out, but he calmed down.

"Ah, that house is very big. Can my father have a separate house?"

"Well, everyone in the family will have it. This is what you earned. After eating the food of the family for so many years, you have to make some contribution. You said, you are the son of a young husband, and you can only be a young husband when you go out. Lang, this marriage that my mother has found for you is a great man."

"Thank you, mother. Yamato will marry well. I wish my mother and father good health and peace."

Yue Dahe finally kowtowed and did not get up for a long time. Lady Yue called out, but there was no response. His body fell down and fainted.

The people watching around him took a few steps back.

"Please hire a doctor for your husband."

"Your face is covered with blood, you are so cruel as a mother..."

Faced with the comments, the daughter-in-law didn't care at all. She glared back, "A doctor? I'm getting married tomorrow. It's a waste of money to ask for a doctor. And you, are you jealous of our family for having such a house? I Let’s see how happy you will be if it’s your turn!”

The girl-in-law pulled, but did not pull Yue Dahe. The fainted person was very heavy. She entered the house and asked her family to carry him in together.

There were still blood stains on the ground, but the matter disappeared silently.

On their way back to the restaurant, Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu no longer felt as excited as when they came here.

It's too awful.

"Master Wife, I am really happy to marry you. In the next life, I will still choose you, just because I have a small wish."

"What wish?"

Qiao Jinshu stopped and looked at Song Tingran seriously, "I know I can't be a good husband, but can you find me early and marry me home? Don't make me wait."

"Okay, I remember."

Song Tingran touched his face, then took his hand, intertwined their fingers, and walked back to the restaurant.

In the evening, Master Zhu sent Song Changyue back to the Song family restaurant. She also met other members of the Song family for the first time. It was really spectacular.

"Let me give you a grand introduction. This is Master Zhu. She plays the guzheng beautifully!" Song Changyue was very proud.

"Wish you a good day, master~" the Zaizai said hello in unison. This is normal in their family.

"Hello, hello, you are so cute, everyone looks good." Master Zhu praised, and when his eyes glanced at Song Lingjia, he was in a trance. He felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Sang Cheng also came, and the whole family was present. Song Tingran and his family returned home, and Master Zhu and Zhu Qing also went home together.

"Master Wife, look at this agreement. Is it what you mean? Brother wrote it for me." Wen Li took several copies.

"Let me take a look."

In fact, she was relieved by what Yan wrote, but after reading it, she thought it was very good and just asked Wen Li to sign it.

"By the way, besides Zhu Qing, there are several chefs who are asking you to sign a second agreement today?"