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

In this feeling, Song Tingran actually found the sense of déjà vu of a roller coaster from a first-person perspective. It was very exciting and fun.

"It's okay, Wife, I have a sense of control. If you really fall, I will be down there to act as a cushion for you. I will ensure that you won't be hurt at all."

The laughter and chatter between the two people continued on the road, and Xiao Yuchen pushed harder and harder, sometimes faster and sometimes slower, deliberately teasing.

If Song Tingran smiled, he felt it was right, so he worked harder.

It didn't take much time to arrive at the door of Shi Yan's mother's house. There was no one in the courtyard.

Xiao Yuchen held on to the car and pushed it down, letting Song Tingran get down. It was swaying along the way and she couldn't control her balance.

"Give me a hand."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Xiao Yuchen then bent down and stretched out his arm, placing it firmly in front of Song Tingran. She held it and got out of the trolley.

He grabbed Xiao Yuchen's hand and went to the door together to knock on the door. Xu Nian came out of the house and saw Song Tingran at the door, so he ran over and opened the door.

"It's still snowing. Why are you here? Come inside and warm yourself up."

Xu Nian was not wearing particularly thick clothes, so he started to tremble a little after just a short while.

"No, I'm just here to deliver beef. It's not the end of the year, so it's just a good time to have an extra meal."

"Beef?" Xu Nian immediately shouted into the room, calling out Shi Fang and Shi Mei. Now, it was impossible not to stay for a sip of tea.

There is a charcoal brazier in the house, which is still very warm. Everyone except the children is there.

Song Tingran drank tea, and Xiao Yuchen sat beside him, even more silent. In this situation, he wished he could stand outside.

"Husband, is this beef?"

"Well, we have a lot of cows at home. This one is specially raised for meat and does not plow the land."

In this case, Song Tingran seemed to have explained it many times. The portion given to Shi Yan's mother's family was much larger, enough to feed the whole family several meals.

Shi's mother-in-law seemed to want to say something else, but she still swallowed it. Right, people can always make money, and that's enough.

Shi Mei asked her husband to store all the beef. Now that the weather is cold, he will eat some of it until the beginning of the year and save the rest for the New Year.

Song Tingran was fine, he came here all the time and was very familiar with it, but when he saw Xiao Yuchen's awkward look beside him, he smiled and said, "The things have been delivered, so I'll leave. I still have some unfinished things at home. "

Shi's mother-in-law stood up to persuade her to stay. She really liked Song Tingran, "Sit down for a while. It's cold outside. You must have been frozen all the way."

"No, the restaurant and embroidery shop are all busy. It's almost the end of the year, so it's time to check the accounts."

When Song Ran said this, Shi's mother-in-law immediately stopped trying to keep him. They were all people who did great things. Her family, Shi Yan, was really lucky.

Shi Fang and Shi Mei sent Song Tingran and Xiao Yuchen to the door. Shi Fang looked inside and said, "That man brought a lot of things, including food and clothing."

"Well, maybe it's the end of the year, so he also wants to express his feelings. Second sister, please don't think too much."

"No, it's normal to send some things. In the past few days, more have been sent. Maybe it's because blood is thicker than water. My family, Fei Wan, is always thinking about that person verbally."

Song Tingran has always been in contact with Lin Qinghe. She has not contacted Xie Jinglin since the last time she said goodbye, and she doesn't know what her current situation is like.

"Second sister, if you are still murmuring in your heart, why not send some gifts in return, in your name, so that it is like visiting relatives."

Shi Fang had the same plan. Song Tingran happened to be here today. She asked him by the way, which made her more sure that she would reciprocate the gift.

Xiao Yuchen left Shi Yan's parents' house, obviously relaxed a lot, and walked beside Song Tingran while pushing a trolley.

After walking about three to five meters, Xiao Yuchen suddenly turned his head. There was no one at the door of Shi Yan's mother's house.

"My wife, come on, sit down, I'll push you."

Song Tingran was stunned. He thought he was pushing him when he came and forgetting about it when he went back. Unexpectedly, he was trying to avoid Shi Fang and the others.

"Then why didn't you say you were pushing me away just now in front of Shi Yan's mother's house? Look, the soles of my shoes are dirty."

Xiao Yuchen immediately put down the cart, regretting that the soles of his shoes were dirty. He walked around Song Tingran, picked up the mat in the middle of the cart, knocked off a thin layer of snow on it, and put it back on the cart. in the middle.

Looking at Song Tingran, he picked him up and placed him gently on the mat.

Right in front of the cart, he half-knelt down and quickly pulled out a dark green handkerchief with green bamboo specially embroidered by Changyuqiao on it.

With an apologetic expression on his face, he gently wiped Song Tingran's soles as if he were treating a treasure.

"Yuchen, I'm just kidding, just wipe it." Song Tingran wanted to pull his leg back, but Xiao Yuchen's strong hand gently held his ankle, preventing him from moving.

"Master Wife, it was me who told you not to let your shoes get dirty when you went out. It's my fault."

Song Tingran rushed forward, holding Xiao Yuchen's face with both hands. He liked it so much that he kissed it like a chicken pecking rice. There were falling snowflakes on his head, and his prominent cheeks became more rosy.

"Why are you still blushing?"

"No, it's cold and my face is freezing."

On the way back, it was just like when he came here, because there was already an obvious layer of snow on the road, so he pushed very carefully.

At the door of the house, Wen Ci was clearing the snow. "My wife, second brother, you are back. Go into the house quickly and burn the fire wall."

"The snow hasn't finished falling yet. It's too early to clear the snow. Come on, let's go inside and warm up together."

Wen Ci looked at the sky and said, "I didn't expect this first snow to get heavier and heavier. If we sweep it now, there will be less snow in front of the door. It will be easier to walk when big brother and the others come back at noon."

Song Tingran took Wen Ci's hand without wearing any gloves, and her fingertips were cold.

"No more sweeping. Come inside and warm yourself up. I'll give you a cup of hot water to warm you up."

The broom was placed next to the door. Xiao Yuchen also placed the trolley and walked in from the small door. When he saw Song Tingran holding Wen Ci's hand and covering it, he quickly walked to the other side of Wen Ci. He took the other hand and covered it.

"Okay, now my hands are not cold anymore."

"Thank you, second brother."

The kitchen, which had been darkened by Xiao Yuchen before, has been cleaned out. Except for the darker walls, the rest will not affect its use.

But there is a feeling that the food produced in this kitchen cannot be delicious.

"My wife, the beef has been marinated. As you said, there are two flavors. Can you take a look?"

Sang Cheng was wearing a small apron and standing at the door of the kitchen, looking like a young daughter-in-law in the 1980s.

"Okay, let me take a look."