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

Song Tingran didn't ask any more questions. She had already been involved in a lot of this matter.

Seeing that she was silent, Yang Lixiang had no special reaction, "Miss Song, I want the same dish you cooked for Xiaomei yesterday. I want to taste the taste of her last meal."

It turns out that Song Tingran has no reason to refuse and is open for business.

Yang Lixiang took out her purse and put it on the table, indicating that it was meal money. Song Tingran took out the corresponding meal money in front of her without asking for any more.

"Wait a moment, it will be delivered when it is ready."

"Ah."

This meal was important to Yang Lixiang, and Song Tingran immediately told it to the chefs.

The chefs moved quickly and quickly delivered it to Yang Lixiang in the private room, where a whimpering sound could be heard.

Song Tingran had been near the elegant room, and was a little afraid that Yang Lixiang would do something drastic.

Unexpectedly, she cried for a while, then became very quiet, and left after eating. Before leaving, she said thank you to Song Tingran.

Song Tingran returned to the private room and saw that the food had been eaten clean, not even the soup was left.

Yang Lixiang left, taking Xiaomei and the servants with her to leave Ping An Town.

Wen Ci hurriedly climbed up the stairs and said, "My wife, people are going to be beaten to death outside. That Yue Dahe is so pitiful."

Wen Ci put away the dishes and chopsticks, still looking frightened.

"Ah? Didn't Yue Dahe have a ghost marriage?"

"Yes, but I saw it from a distance. It was Yue Dahe. Her mother was chasing her down the street with a kitchen knife. Finally, the government officials came and she put away the kitchen knife."

Yue Dahe is not dead?

This shows that after Song Tingran left yesterday, Yang Lixiang changed her mind, cremated Xiaomei alone, and released Yue Dahe.

"Wen Ci, I'll go down and take a look. If things go wrong at the house, Yue Dahe will probably be beaten to death."

"I'll go too, Wife." Wen Ci carefully walked downstairs, holding the bowl and chopsticks.

The streets were quiet, and Wen Ci was unsure, saying that there were a lot of people there just now, so it would be back to normal.

A diner happened to be sitting next to the door. When he saw Song Tingran and Wen Li looking confused, he also asked, "Hey, are you looking for that lunatic just now?"

"The one who just killed people in the street." Song Tingran responded.

"Yes, come and sit down. I saw it just now. I'll explain it to you."

Song Tingran sat down and Wen Ci stood aside to listen. When the diner saw that he was not leaving, he smiled and said, "You are a waiter and quite a gossip. You are not afraid that I will tell your boss to fire you."

Wen Ci was embarrassed, and the diner spoke again: "Hey, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, just listen together, I won't complain."

Song Tingran knew that this diner didn't know who she was, so she didn't reveal it and listened quietly.

"A young man was beaten with wounds all over his body and kept kowtowing to admit his fault. But that lunatic, who was said to be his mother, came home and took a kitchen knife and wanted to chop him to death. Do you know that this kind of person is too It was scary, and it was easy to accidentally injure passers-by, so someone told the patrol officer.”

The diners spoke excitedly. Seeing that Song Tingran and Wen Ci didn't have the thrilling tension, they asked, "Aren't you surprised?"

Song Tingran: "Surprised, I was so scared that I couldn't react."

Wen Ci: "Me too, distinguished guest, please speak quickly."

"The official came and asked clearly that it is not okay to swing a knife in the street. The lunatic immediately withered and put away the knife. But you know, it is allowed to teach the young man at home, just a He's just a young man, so I took him away and went home. "

"You mean, Yue Dahe went home with her mother?" Song Tingran asked.

The diner spat out the tea he had just taken into his mouth, "What? You even know the name, so you know more than me. Come on, come on, tell me."

"I don't know, I'm just saying casually, um, Wen Ci, go to work quickly, or your salary will be deducted later."

Wen Ci: "Yes, boss." He quickly left.

The diner was dumbfounded, and then she realized that the person in front of her was the owner of the Song Family Restaurant. It would be rude to ask further, so she sat back on the chair.

Song Tingran asked Wen Li to give the diners a free cup of soy milk. The diners thought Wen Li was Wen Ci. "Tell me, what's that called? It's okay. Your boss is not here right now, so I won't complain."

"Um...it's called red date soy milk. It's developed by our boss and it's delicious."

Wen Li felt that the diner was nagging and left quickly.

"Red date soy milk, I remember it seemed to be three words just now...forget it, if you are not familiar with the place, just leave it like this." The diner picked up the red date soy milk and took a sip, and one person muttered again, "Well, one It smells like red dates.”

Song Tingran heard that a nearby bookstore had newly opened with discounts and was not far from a restaurant, so she happened to go and have a look.

There are a lot of people in the bookstore. It seems that no matter what business you do, there is always a flow of customers.

Song Tingran looked through the books alone, first choosing two books for Shi Yan, and then choosing for Shi Le'an and Song Leyu.

Suddenly, I saw a very strange corner. The books here were all old, and some were even very worn.

"Shopkeeper, your book is broken, but you still sell it?" Song Tingran was curious and thinking about whether there was any meaning in it.

"Dear guest, you don't know something. In our bookstore, sometimes the old ones sell better than the new ones."

"Well, that makes sense, then I'll just take a look and you can be busy."

The shopkeeper of the bookstore went to entertain other guests. Song Tingran looked through the old books and reached out to touch another person's hand.

"Qin Gen'er?"

"My boss?"

The two were very happy. Song Tingran saw a small wound next to her cheek, "What have you been doing recently?"

"I'm still at Boss Chen's place. I've been working in the town recently. I'm short of materials today, so I took a break early."

Qin Gen'er saw that Song Tingran was looking at her face. She touched it and grimaced in pain, "I don't even know. It's okay. It's just a small wound. It will heal in a while. Boss, you don't have to worry."

"Well, you also need to take medicine, you know?"

"Well, thank you for your concern, boss. Are you here to buy books?"

Song Tingran nodded, still looking at these old books, and picked up one about stones, thinking that he could show this to Gu Yan. Now his eyes had recovered to 30%, although they were still blurry. But if you read it next to the book, you should be able to see it clearly, and you can also learn a little bit.

Seeing that Song Tingran couldn't put it down, Qin Gen'er also started rummaging around here. There were several books about gambling on stones.

"Thank you Gen'er. I didn't even see it. Are you here to buy books too?"

"Well... I don't know a few Chinese characters, and I can't read. But when I came to Ping'an Town, I learned that literacy is very necessary. I want to learn it and see if I have that kind of foundation."