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

"It's okay, Qian Hui, don't blame yourself too much. Yue Dahe also needs a process. This has nothing to do with you. You have worked hard during this period."

"My boss, just don't blame me. You asked us to take good care of Yue Yamato, but it wasn't too good."

Song Tingran and Qian Hui went to the front to entertain the guests. Now the Song family has completely established its foothold in Ping'an Town.

Rich people buy expensive ones and go up to the third floor; ordinary people also find it fun and spend a little money to try their luck, just in case they can become rich overnight!

Song Ting wrote to Lin Qinghe at the counter, betting that there were not many stones left in the stone shop and another batch of goods was needed.

When new goods arrived, they could take the opportunity to do some promotion. The more she thought about it, the happier she became. Song Tingran put the letter into an envelope and asked Shi Xiaoer in the store to deliver it to Xinfang.

"Sang Cheng, tell me, what is Jiajia doing now?"

"I want to know too, but there shouldn't be any danger. After all, there are people in the store watching over there." Sang Cheng was reading books about stones. He also learned some basics over the years, but not all the words. I know everyone. If you don’t recognize them, just circle them. I’ll go back and ask Shi Yan right away.

"Stop looking, let's go see Jiajia."

"But my wife, what should we do if we are discovered again? We are not true to our word as eldest brother said."

Song Tingran slapped Sang Cheng on the head. "Idiot, we can think of a way!"

As soon as the scene changed, Song Tingran and Sang Cheng were sitting at the stall opposite the hospital, asking for a pot of tea and some snacks.

Sang Cheng's face was covered with black lines. It was really the first time for him to dress like this. He fiddled with the skirt with his hands, but he was still uncomfortable. He curled up with a bamboo hat on his head and a veil that hung down to his knees. No one would recognize him as a man unless he said it himself.

"Master Wife, this is what you want to do, let me dress up as a woman, and you dress up as a man..."

"Well, just tell me whether it's easy to use or not. Did Jiajia not recognize it at all?" Song Tingran tightened his chest tightly and specially put a beard on his face, which made him look a bit slovenly. At first glance, he looked like that A young man who can't get married, but this is the result she wants.

"It's easy to use, but I can take out these two apples. I really don't dare to move them."

"Hold on, look at what Jiajia is doing, it can be considered a date alone for the two of us."

Sang Cheng suddenly understood that if it came to dating alone, he would be very happy. He deliberately stood up, walked to Song Tingran's side, sat down, and cuddled up.

"Huh? Why are you sitting here?"

"I'm a little cold. If we stay together, it won't be cold anymore." Sang Cheng said, then quietly stretched out his hand from the veil, and secretly attached it to Song Tingran's hand.

"My wife, look at your hands. They are not that warm anymore. They are most susceptible to wind. Let me warm them up for you. Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's really late autumn. When you go out tomorrow, wear an extra layer underneath."

Song Tingran's eyes were all on the door of the hospital, and Sang Cheng also looked over from time to time, and then continued to secretly rub his hands together.

Song Lingjia here changed her mind and no longer went to Dr. Ying's side, but stood next to the queue for medical treatment.

"Little sister, please stop crying. Mrs. Ying is very good. It doesn't hurt at all to check her pulse. Sister, there is candy here for you to eat."

Song Lingjia was also a child. He took out a piece of candy from his money bag and shook it in front of his little sister.

The little sister's family had seen Song Lingjia here for a long time and thought she was from the hospital. She was young and well-dressed, so they were not wary.

The adults expressed their gratitude to Song Lingjia, but the child was very afraid of seeing the doctor and kept crying.

Song Lingjia followed her mother's example, "Stop crying, stop crying. Only when you don't cry can you eat candy. If you cry, the candy won't be sweet and you will choke."

"Then I won't cry anymore." He was out of breath.

Song Lingjia saw that it was almost done, so she gave the candy to her little sister, and also said that only adults should watch her performance, and only brave children can eat it.

This trick is easy to use, because Song Lingjia was coaxed like this at home, and she naturally knows how effective it is for children.

"What's your name? You're so sweet and sensible. Are you the little apprentice here?"

"Ah, I'm not, but I want to be an apprentice here. I hope to have this opportunity in the future."

The adult smiled and encouraged Song Lingjia, thanked her again for the candy, and said that he would bring her another small gift next time he comes.

Song Lingjia was very happy and continued to wait here. If someone was unhappy, she would hand over a candy bar. Of course, some people would be ungrateful, but she didn't care, she could save one.

"Sang Cheng, look at Jiajia, she is really perseverant. It's almost noon, why don't you ask her to come have something to eat."

Sang Cheng was touching his hands happily. He was wearing a veil and no one could see his expression. He felt so comfortable.

Next time, maybe he would like to wear it like this, it would be very convenient and he wouldn't be able to see his blush.

"Sang Cheng?"

"Ah, my wife, I'm here, I'm here."

"Look at Jiajia, how perseverant she is."

Sang Cheng nodded, tilted his head, and his bamboo hat also tilted. Song Tingran came closer and could vaguely see the face and expression of the person inside.

"It's up to you, Wife. Your genes are good, so your children will be so good too."

"You, you." Song Tingran touched Sang Cheng's face through the veil.

This scene was seen by the waiter at the stall, and he thought to himself that this slovenly husband was too courageous to touch his face in broad daylight.

The waiter didn't mind his own business and quickly looked away. As long as he had money to pay for the meal, he didn't care about anything else.

The medical workshop also takes turns to eat at noon. The apprentices do not go home but eat in the shop.

Doctor Ying glanced at Song Lingjia, and was still calming down the patients who came to see him. He was also a little soft-hearted, and called one of his apprentices to take Song Lingjia with him to have something to eat.

Song Tingran stood up to watch and saw with his own eyes Song Lingjia being taken into the back by Doctor Ying's apprentice. It seemed like there was something going on.

"Sang Cheng, there's no need to worry about us, let's go."

"Then, why don't you take Jiajia to dinner?"

"You are stupid. You have been taken to the back. You will definitely give Jiajia food. This is just the beginning. It is better to get familiar with the people in the hospital."

Song Tingran and Sang Cheng returned to the restaurant for lunch, and told Wen Ci and Wenli about Song Lingjia's stay in the hospital. Everyone was very happy, but at first glance, they almost didn't recognize them.

Not planning to take a peek in the afternoon, Song Tingran and Sang Cheng went to change clothes in the spare room of the inn.

Sang Cheng didn't take it off, but pulled the hem of his skirt and twirled it around, "My wife, do you think I look good dressed like this?"