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

"Be careful and just watch the road."

"It's okay. I grew up in the village since I was a child. Even if I am blindfolded, it will be okay."

Wang Huiqiao was very down-to-earth and stumbled when introducing the village, but when it came to other things, even though her face was so red that she was bleeding, she still responded to every word.

The inn in Banshan Village looks very simple from the outside, but it is clean inside and has everything. The beds in the room are all big bunks. A dozen people can live in one room, which is a bit bold.

"Dear guest, how about this room? It's big enough for you to stay in." Wang Huiqiao introduced.

"Is there anything else?" Song Tingran thought it wouldn't be so big, at least the children wouldn't sleep with adults.

"Have!"

Wang Huiqiao opened the door of the next room immediately. Song Tingran stood at the door and went in, just like the one before.

"Dear guest, please go in and take a look. Everything is fine."

The husbands of the Song family all followed Song Tingran. Wang Huiqiao quickly opened the distance and stretched her neck to talk to Song Tingran.

"Just stay here."

"it is good!"

Wang Huiqiao put all the baggage in her hands and stood at the edge clasping her fingers.

"Miss Wang, we have been traveling all day and are a little tired. Do you have any special food here? Please help us prepare it."

"Ah? No problem, distinguished guest, you can just call me Huiqiao. That's what we all call me. Why don't you call me a royal girl and not a girl?"

"...good."

Wang Huiqiao went to prepare things, and she obviously left very quickly, accompanied by a long exhale.

The husbands then unpacked all their baggage, packed it up, and came here, it must have been fun for several days.

Song Tingran was still reciting Wang Huiqiao's name, and she felt that it sounded familiar. After looking around, she focused on Sang Cheng.

She silently walked to Sang Cheng's side, and the movements in his hands did not stop, "My wife, these new clothes are beautiful, I will wear them tomorrow."

"I'm not busy. I suddenly remembered something. You have a childhood sweetheart. What is his name?"

Sang Cheng looked at Song Tingran in surprise, "What childhood sweetheart? Wife, please don't talk nonsense."

"No, I just asked, and it suddenly occurred to me, but I couldn't remember the name. It just seemed to be on the tip of my tongue, and it seemed that it also had the surname Wang."

"No."

The two of them just looked at each other. To be honest, Sang Cheng couldn't remember clearly why he mentioned it again after so many years.

Song Tingran, on the other hand, really and truly thought of this person, but he couldn't say it out loud and felt extremely uncomfortable.

There was a knock on the door. Wang Huiqiao was outside and said, "Dear guest, you can get ready to go downstairs for dinner."

It's not too busy downstairs, maybe it's already past dinner time, so there aren't many people eating here.

The dishes were served one after another. The Song Tingran family thought they were home-cooked dishes in the village. Unexpectedly, they were all kinds of meat, and the only vegetables were potatoes and a little chopped green onion.

"Miss Wang, uh, Huiqiao, it's so rich. Thank you so much. Are there any other vegetables?"

Wang Huiqiao looked embarrassed and shook her head, looking a little embarrassed. Fortunately, someone else brought brown rice at this time, and she quickly introduced it.

"Distinguished guests, this is brown rice. It is the most delicious when eaten with this meat. You eat slowly, and I will go home first. I will still be here waiting for you tomorrow morning."

Wang Huiqiao left quickly.

There is a very rich variety of meat dishes on the table, including duck, duck, and rabbit, all in a large pot. The freshest one is wild boar, which is different from domestic pigs.

Xiao Yuchen ate happily. He liked meat the most. He picked up a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth with a subtle expression. In the end, he insisted on not wasting food and swallowed it.

Song Tingran felt strange, picked up a piece of mutton, took a bite, and spat it out as soon as it entered his mouth. He ate several mouthfuls of brown rice before he could hold it down.

The quality of this mutton is good, but it is not cooked well. It is almost boiled in plain water and some salt is put in it, which gives it a strong smell.

Chicken, duck, pig and rabbit all taste normal, but doing this with mutton is really a waste.

Song Tingran asked the people in the inn if the kitchen could be used. After getting the answer that it was OK, she took the mutton to the kitchen for improvement. Soon, a dish of roasted mutton with green onions came out of the pot and returned to the dining table.

The people in the inn saw it, sniffed, and said nothing, but their hearts were bleeding. They just used those green onions. They quickly returned to the kitchen and picked up the green onion roots. They can still be used for the next meal. .

After eating a full meal, Qiao Jinshuba chirped and said: "My wife, is this Banshan Village a serious place? Could it be a black shop? How much money does it cost to serve so much meat and vegetables at once?"

Although Qiao Jinshu is usually careless, he is still very smart at critical moments.

Shi Yan: "My wife, what Jin Shu said makes sense. Before we eat tomorrow, let's ask about the price first so that we can have some idea."

Song Tingran said it was no problem, "Okay, just eat today, take a shower and go to bed, and go up to the mountain to play tomorrow."

The Zaizai got up and ran upstairs with a cheer, and Sang Cheng and the others hurriedly chased after them.

It was very quiet at night, except for the occasional sound of wild beasts, which came from far away.

Sang Cheng carefully put on his coat and walked to Shi Yan's position, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Shi Yan didn't respond and was fast asleep.

Sang Cheng really didn't want to wake up Shi Yan like this, but his matter was urgent, so he reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Huh? Sang Cheng?" Shi Yan opened his eyes drowsily and muttered something. He was very sleepy, but he was still holding on.

"Brother, don't sleep yet. I have something urgent to ask you." Sang Cheng also kept his voice low for fear of waking up the others.

Shi Yan didn't hear clearly at all. He slowly withdrew the hand holding Song Tingran and followed Sang Cheng to the door of the house.

"Brother, do you still remember that many years ago, my wife took me home to deal with my mother's father's funeral?"

"Well, remember, what's wrong?" Shi Yan felt much more awake now after hearing this.

When the words came to his lips, Sang Cheng was speechless. Shi Yan was worried. Sang Cheng had always been steady. Now, if he was called out in the middle of the night, something big must have happened.

"Big brother is here, don't be afraid, I will help you no matter what."

Shi Yan's words were like reassurance.

"Brother, can you change the person who receives us?"

"Huh?" Shi Yan was confused. Just now he was talking about the funeral, but now it was about Wang Huiqiao. He pulled Sang Cheng to a seat next to him.

"Why? That royal lady looks very down-to-earth, and the wife is also very satisfied with her. Why do you want to replace her?"