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

Qiao Jinshu stopped making trouble and took Song Tingran's hand obediently, "My wife, I knew you would do this. I actually believe you in my heart. It's just that my hands are faster than my brain. Big brother always says that to me."

It was getting late. After solving all the worries, it was time to go to bed. Shi Yan poured a glass of warm water for Song Tingran.

"Master Wife, in fact, even if you admit new people into the house, it is still appropriate. We dare to do this because of your infinite indulgence..." Shi Yan loved Song Tingran, but he was also the eldest husband of the family.

"I know what you want to say, don't say anything. I am very satisfied with you. As a family, one cannot be without one, and one cannot have more than one."

Shi Yan felt warm in his heart, picked up the cup that Song Tingran had just drank from, took a sip, and changed the topic directly.

"My wife, I asked Mr. Kong and he said that the road in Banshan Village is not good. The road to the outside world is purely made by people. When we went to Bingyue River, the road had not been repaired yet, so He doesn’t come out often.”

"So it's been repaired now?" Song Tingran was excited. This mountain village was like a paradise, with some people living here in seclusion.

"Well, construction started after the county magistrate took office. It is said that there are many guests visiting there, but for now they are all in this area. People from far away probably don't know about it yet."

Song Tingran finally had an idea and quietly conspired with Shi Yan.

The next morning, Qiao Jinshu took the books and led the Zaizai, waiting for Shi Yan at the door of the house to go to the book school together.

"Brother, hurry up, you're going to be late."

"coming."

Shi Yan talked to Xiao Yuchen for a long time, and then hurried to the book school.

"Brother, what did you tell the second brother that it took so long?"

"It's a cold winter this year, so there may not be enough firewood at home. I told him that if he has time, he can go to the mountains and chop some more."

"Oh oh oh, then when the school is over, I will go and help."

The kids all heard what the adults said and took it to heart, clamoring to go to the mountains to chop firewood after school.

Song Tingran found two enlightenment books from home and brought a basket of vegetables to Qin Gener's new home.

The gate of the yard surrounded by low fences was also loose, with a small rusty lock that looked very weak.

"Qin Gen'er, are you at home?"

There was no response from the room. Song Tingran thought that he was going to work in the town. It was really early, so he put the book on top of the dishes and put it with the basket in the courtyard.

This fence is too short to prevent thieves at all. It is just a decoration at best. However, the folk customs in Daniu Village have always been simple. If you leave it like this, you will know whose belongings it belongs to and no one will take it away.

When Qin Gener comes back in the evening, she will be able to see it at a glance. As I said before, she will know that it was Song Tingran who sent it.

As I strolled home, I happened to meet Zhao Yu coming back from town and greeted him from afar.

"Sister Zhao."

"Sister Song, you are really free. How about leaving such a big restaurant to the people below?"

Zhao Yu tied up the bullock cart. Now her family no longer has two pitiful cows, but has started breeding them. Many people in other villages know that she raises them well here, and some of them come to buy them, and they also have spring seeds. I came here to borrow it during the autumn harvest, and business was good.

"Oh, sister, they have been strictly trained, there will be no problems, and my Wen Li is also there."

"You, you, but have you heard that the family where the ghost marriage was held before kicked the person out of the house!"

"Ah? You mean..."

The people in the village were all familiar with it. When they arrived, they would sit directly on Zhao Yu's bullock cart and leave when there were enough people. Song Tingran and Zhao Yu were talking next to them.

When Zhao Yu came back from town just now, she saw a beggar on the roadside with scars all over her body. She looked really pitiful, so she bought him a bun.

The person who was driving the car next to him told Zhao Yu that this person was none other than Yue Dahe, who was chopped down in the street. He was taken home, beaten unconscious, and thrown on the side of the road. He was still alive.

Speaking of Yue Dahe, he is really pitiful. The ghost marriage is still alive, and the Yue family must have felt unlucky, which is why it has developed to this point.

"Sister Song, it's a miracle that this person is still alive. The whole Ping'an Town knows about this. There are a lot of people pointing fingers on the road. I think he might be killed on the roadside one day."

"Hey, speaking of Yue Dahe, I saved his life by chance. He seems to be a filial young man, but he was reincarnated into the wrong family."

People on the oxcart would also be chatting about one thing or another. When it comes to the underworld marriage that is abuzz in the town, Luo Mingyue has to be mentioned.

Because of Song Tingran, no one in the village would openly talk about Luo Mingyue, because he had been staying in the embroidery workshop, and at most he went to the Song family, so he couldn't meet him.

If you see her, just pretend you haven't seen her, which is a sign of goodwill to Luo Mingyue. However, in private, if they talk after dinner, they will still say a few words.

Song Tingran was a little confused as to whether he should save people or not. In this season in the town, if he was more tenacious, he could survive. But in winter, it was not certain and he would freeze to death.

She sat down on the bullock cart and said, "Sister Zhao, I'm going to town too."

"Are you going to the restaurant?" Zhao Yu approached and looked at Song Tingran seriously. She said with some guilt: "Go and see that person too. There is one less coolie in our restaurant."

"I knew it!"

Zhao Yu looked at the number of people and saw that she could still pull three people. She could have waited a little longer, but she didn't. She caught up with the bullock cart and set off. This was the greatest kindness she could give.

When they arrived in the town, no one was there where Zhao Yu originally saw Yue Dahe. Only the blood stains on the wall proved that they once existed.

"Sister Song, forget it. There is a saying that my Yuanbao taught me when he came back. He deserves life and death, and wealth and honor ascend to heaven."

"Hmm... Wealth and wealth depend on life and death?"

"more or less."

Song Tingran asked Zhao Yu to wait for the next wave of customers. She walked around the street alone, just to see how fate arranged it.

The street is very lively, almost at a glance, it is full of prosperity. If Yue Dahe appears here, he must be surrounded, maybe not on the main street, Song Tingran thought.

The buyer at the Song Family Restaurant was discussing business with the pig head vendor, and Song Tingran happened to come over.

"My boss."

"Huh? It's you. I didn't even pay attention. There were so many people."

After saying hello casually, Song Tingran walked out and came back again. The purchasing girl was confused and asked cautiously: "Master, is the quality of this pork good?"

Before Song Tingran could speak, the owner of the pork stall became anxious. Now Song's restaurant is the largest restaurant in Ping'an Town, and it has a lot of customers. If he loses this doorway, he will suffer a lot.