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

"Great, I love pancakes, put more leeks, I'll help."

Everyone was here except Song Lingjia. Shi Yan asked casually: "Has anyone gone to the study to get some basic books?"

Everyone's thoughts were all on the chive pancake, and they felt that the chives had a very bright taste.

Shi Yan saw that no one was paying attention to him, and he directly joined in the cooking process without asking a second time.

Song Tingran saw everyone in the family in the kitchen, walked to the door of the kitchen, and pulled out Shi Yan at the end.

"What are they doing? The wild boar in the kitchen, alive?"

"No, there can't be so many people here even if the wild boar is alive. Wen Li is making breakfast, and everyone is helping."

Song Tingran said oh and went to the inner courtyard. Shi Yan followed. The two of them saw Song Lingjia walking down the stairs holding a huge bundle.

"Jiajia, be careful. If you can't see the road ahead, you may fall."

Song Tingran and Shi Yan ran over together, and Shi Yan took the baggage in Song Lingjia's hand, which was heavy.

"What's in here?" Shi Yan asked.

"Books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a pillow."

Song Tingran and Shi Yan paused, with question marks on their heads, and they looked at Song Lingjia in confusion.

Song Lingjia didn't want to hide it, nor did she think it was necessary to hide it, with her big innocent eyes open.

"Mother, eldest father, these are all for Zhu Xuanzhou. I have thought of a good way for him to get out of the mountain village."

"Reading?" Shi Yan asked tentatively.

"By the way, eldest daddy, you are worthy of being the teacher of the school and the son of the imperial court. I immediately thought of it."

The three of them had already reached the first floor, and they could see Song Lingjia's happy look.

Song Tingran still likes the child Zhu Xuanzhou because he has good looks and good looks, but he is in poor health. You must know that in this era, if he had been born into a poor family, he would not be alive today.

Because there was no money for him to take tonics, see a doctor, and recuperate his body, and even if Zhu Xuanzhou was in his current state, it was not impossible for him to die in the mountain village in the worst possible outcome.

"Jiajia, you..." Before Song Tingran finished speaking, Song Lingjia excitedly took these things from Shi Yan's arms and went to the embroidery workshop to wait for Qi Qi to return. She was anxious to deliver all these things to Banshan Village.

Song Tingran watched Song Lingjia happily leave the door of the house, and said slightly worriedly: "Shi Yan, what do you think of this matter? Now Xiaoyu has already made an appointment to marry her, if Jiajia likes Zhu Xuanzhou..."

"My wife, based on my understanding of Jiajia, if she likes Zhu Xuanzhou, she will definitely let the whole family know as soon as possible."

"rational."

"So, Wife, please relax. I know what you are worried about, and so am I. However, Jiajia is Zhu Xuanzhou's friend. Do you still remember how loyal she is?"

Song Tingran had completely agreed with Shi Yan's words and put his heart into his heart. Shi Yan was also very confident because he knew Qiao Jinshu very well and he also knew Song Lingjia. They were completely carved from the same mold, and their temperament and temperament were exactly the same. .

Song Lingjia had already arrived at the door of the embroidery workshop. Gu Yan couldn't see clearly and asked, "Is it Miss Jia?"

"Ang, it's me, don't say anything, Gu Yan, your eyes are so good."

Gu Yan scratched his head and invited Song Lingjia in, but she refused, saying she would wait here for Qi's return.

"Miss Jia, you will get tired standing at the door. You can go in and rest. I will wait for you at the door when everyone returns."

"It's okay. I estimated the time and it must be coming soon. If he doesn't come, Zhu Yuan will be late."

Gu Yan nodded, went back and poured a cup of tea, gave it to Song Lingjia, then helped her hold her things and waited together.

After drinking the cup of tea, Qi Gui drove the carriage and helped Zhu Yuan out of the carriage. They had been married for five or six years, and they were still so loving.

"Jia, Jiajia, Xiaoxiaoxiao, sister." Zhu Yuan wanted to say hello to Song Lingjia.

"You're welcome!"

Song Lingjia rushed to Qi Gui's side and waved, and Gu Yan followed.

"Please, this is a very important thing for my friend. Please leave it in his hands. Can you give it away today?"

Qi Gui quickly took the baggage from Gu Yan's hand, not expecting it to be of such weight.

"No problem. Today's mail truck hasn't left yet. I'll rush back. I should be able to make it in time. Please tell me the address."

Song Lingjia slapped her head. She forgot to leave the address on the baggage, so she quickly ran into the embroidery workshop, wrote it clearly on a clean piece of paper, handed it to Qi Gui, and gave her the money.

Qi Gui immediately left with his things, and Song Lingjia also returned home, in a good mood.

But when she saw the delicious wontons on the table, she regretted it. She should have stuffed more delicious food into the bag just now.

It would definitely be too late to catch up with everyone now, so I had to sit down and wait for everyone to have dinner together.

Song Can: "This chive pancake contains a lot of leeks. It smells so delicious."

Chive cake

Shi Le'an: "These are the leeks planted by the seventh father. If the sixth father hadn't stopped them, there would have been more."

Song Chuan: "So green."

Soon, Wen Ci came in with a cold cucumber, and it was time to start the meal. A beautiful day starts with a light and delicious breakfast.

After dinner, Chang Yuqiao went to the embroidery workshop. Today was originally a rest day for the whole family, but the embroidery workshop was close, and he wanted to visit it, so he went.

Song Lingjia happily walked to Song Tingran, who was drying clothes with Sang Cheng in the outer courtyard.

"Mom, I have something very important to tell you."

"Well, tell me." Song Tingran didn't care at all. Anyway, Song Lingjia had important things to do every day.

Sang Cheng also watched as if he were watching a show, spreading his clothes so that there would be no wrinkles after drying.

"I want to study medicine."

Sang Cheng and Song Tingran: "What?" Their faces were confused and in disbelief.

"I want to learn medicine!"

Song Lingjia repeated it loudly again. Wen Ci, Wen Li, and Qiao Jinshu who came out of the kitchen after cleaning up all heard it, as well as Shi Lean and Song Leyu in the study.

Everyone came over one after another. Qiao Jinshu touched Song Lingjia's forehead, then touched his own, and said, "It's not hot either. Could it be that he is possessed by evil spirits?"

"Dad, I'm not possessed by evil spirits. I really want to study medicine. I think Doctor Xuan Hu Ji Shi is really amazing. If I succeed in my studies, it will be a lot easier for my family if they feel unwell in the future."

The truth is correct, but she is Song Lingjia who changes ten thousand times a day and has one hundred million thoughts.

"Jiajia, do you still want to learn suona?"

Song Tingran supported the children's preferences, but this was really out of the blue. There was no such gene in the family, and Sang Chenghui's skills in midwifery were also learned from Yu Jing later.