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

"It's just one, and I'm quite worried about it. I guess one of them will be handed over to the government, so I'm a little worried."

Song Tingran understood, but if he taught it and continued to make it in other places in the future, wouldn't the Song family suffer a huge loss, so this is what we have to do with this rare dish.

"It's okay, Wen Li. I'll tell them again tomorrow. If there aren't enough people, we can still recruit more people."

"Well, Wife, I originally thought I couldn't do it, but now I'm getting more and more confident. I never thought in my life that I, a young husband, could still be a shopkeeper."

"Yes, maybe we can open a branch in the future."

Wen Li was even more excited and said that if there was a branch in the future, he would want his brother Wen Ci to be responsible for it.

Song Tingran had no objection and looked at the agreement again with Wen Li. No matter how he read it, it seemed fresh to him. She just stayed with her. She was happy to see him happy.

In just one night, the fallen leaves fell to the ground. The morning air was a bit cold. Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but rub his nose when he opened the door. He stretched his limbs a few times and began to clean up the fallen leaves that had been blown into the house by the wind.

"Good morning, second brother. It doesn't seem to rain much this year. I remember the heavy rain last autumn, but it rained for two days and one night." Sang Cheng put grain for the livestock at home.

"Yeah, but I feel like it's a bit gloomy today. It might rain later, so bring some rain gear."

"okay."

Manfu took the opportunity to run to the outer courtyard, his two little ears twitching, and he started barking at the door of the Song family, with an unusual aggression.

"Manfu, please keep your voice down, I'll give you something delicious later." Xiao Yuchen said to Manfu, while sweeping the fallen leaves with his hands without stopping.

"Woof woof woof -" continued howling.

Manfu would never be like this. Xiao Yuchen also stared at the door, holding his thickened and lengthened broom in his hand, and pushed the door open.

There were many people outside, and they didn't know each other. Xiao Yuchen became alert and understood why Manfu was so abnormal.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yuchen questioned as the broom stood on the ground.

"Don't you remember us? I am the village chief of Guangming Village. We met once before at Mayor Wu's house for a meeting. They are also the village chiefs of other villages."

Xiao Yuchen immediately changed his face, threw the broom aside, and Manfu stopped shouting.

"I'm sorry, village chief. I just got up and didn't see clearly. This is our wife. I'm going to call her right now. Wait a moment. Wait a moment."

Xiao Yuchen was so sad. He didn't mean to be so cruel just now, so he hurried to the main room to find Song Tingran.

When Song Tingran heard this, he got up in a hurry. He didn't even bother to wash up. He finished cleaning up as quickly as possible and went out to greet such a large group of people.

The husbands of the Song family also became busy and began to prepare snacks and tea.

"Long time no see, come in and talk." Song Tingran didn't know what they were here for, anyway, it would be right to say hello first.

The village chief of Guangming Village and the others had been waiting outside for a long time. In order to save money for staying at the inn, they planned to travel at night, arrive in the morning, and return quickly after delivering the things.

"No, Miss Song, we are here to deliver corn to you. With your pesticides and herbicides, we finally have a better harvest this year. We also received the seeds a while ago. All of us are grateful to you."

The head of Guangming Village spoke very movingly, and so did the other villages, who kept thanking Song Tingran.

The village chiefs made a way, and there were more than a dozen large baskets of corn stacked behind them, which were very clean.

"Did you... bring these here?" Song Tingran didn't see any bullock carts.

"That's not the case. Where there are cars, we will take them. Where there are no cars, we can walk a few steps without getting tired. The corn is so light. Why are we tired?"

Song Tingran was moved by the honest smiles of the village chiefs. She did not refuse. This was everyone's intention and concern from afar.

"I also want to thank you all. The children at home are clamoring for corn. Now it's better. There is no need to buy it. Shi Yan, please come out quickly and convey the wishes of the village chiefs."

The husbands came out one by one, two people carrying a large basket, which was not light in weight.

"Come in, take a break and have a cup of tea. It's been a hard journey, let's talk."

Song Tingran's earnest invitation was rejected by all the village chiefs, because while they were waiting outside, they had already seen the Song family's three-story house. They were covered in patches and it was difficult to enter such a nice yard. Dirty for others.

"I really don't want to go in and sit down, Miss Song. The main reason we are here is to thank you. Don't worry, we will plant those seeds well. We are going to catch the car and rush back to the village."

Song Tingran's kindness was rewarded again, "Then wait for me, I'll be out soon."

She ran in, called Chang Yuqiao, and wrapped up all the green onion pancakes she baked in the morning.

"These are some cakes I made at home. They are still warm. You can take them with you to eat on the road. Also, if you encounter any problems about the fields in the future, you can write to me and you won't have to travel so far."

The village chiefs naturally refused to accept it. This so-called cake smelled like a good thing, but Song Tingran insisted, "You're welcome, it's just a little thought. I happily accepted the corn you gave me." ”

"Okay then, thank you."

Led by Guangming Village, the village chiefs accepted the scallion pancakes one by one. Song Tingran made the pancakes according to the head, one for each person.

Song Tingran stood at the door of her house. Chang Yuqiao put a piece of clothing on her and watched these village chiefs in remote areas go.

"Qiao, there are still many good people in this world, and sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity."

"My wife, I have known this for a long time."

Chang Yuqiao took her hand and placed it on her heart, and she could feel the warm beating.

The cubs gathered around a pile of corn in the field, looking around.

Song Can: "There are so many. Our family already had a lot of corn left, and when the village chiefs sent these, our family has even more corn."

Song Lingjia: "It's a corn mountain, but the corns delivered are so ugly, not as plump as ours, and a bit chipped."

Shi Le'an: "This is natural. What we grow at home is always good."

The Zaizai were chattering non-stop. Wen Li and the others were continuing to bake pancakes in the kitchen. They couldn't go to the restaurant hungry. Let's go to the restaurant later today. I think there should be no problem.

Song Tingran told the children to wash their hands. Song Chuan had not spoken much this morning and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Chuan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Tell your mother."

"No, mother, I'm fine." Song Chuan spoke softly and his voice was not loud.