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

"Let's go, let's go quickly. I'm already clumsy, and I won't be able to learn it after a while."

Xiao Yuchen's cloak that Qiao Jinshu wore was a bit big, but it was very warm. He was also afraid that he would be cold, so he said, "Second brother, I'll give you the cloak. I'm not cold."

"You're wearing it. I don't know about your figure. You don't have to worry about me. I'm not cold to begin with. My wife still insists on me wearing it."

After going downstairs, there is a table in the outer courtyard near the door, which is very convenient.

Song Tingran had already started making it with his family. Shi Yan waved his hand and said, "Jinshu, come on, I'm waiting for you."

"Well, here we come."

Qiao Jinshu found a stool and sat on it. Xiao Yuchen completed the task and quickly joined the ice rose making process.

The cubs were doing it very carefully, and their little hands were all red. Song Tingran was also afraid that the cubs would freeze, so he emphasized again: "If you feel cold, go inside to warm yourself up. Don't let it freeze." If it’s broken, you won’t be allowed to play in the snow again.”

Although it was a slight threat, the tone was indeed endearing. The cubs all responded, but it was all in one ear and out the other, and no one took it to heart.

Song Tingran held an ice rose stem in his hand. Shi Yan put the first ice petal on it, and the shape suddenly appeared.

Qiao Jinshu looked envious, thinking that this was probably the second rose for his wife and eldest brother.

The cubs also made the petals in their hands, surrounded Song Tingran, and attached them one by one in an orderly manner, but not everyone's petals were successful.

"This is really difficult, even harder than cutting wood for me." Song Qingyi rubbed his hands, looked at other people's success stories, quickly grabbed another handful of snow, and continued to do it.

The husbands are also making them, and they are very devoted to this thing. There are many branches on the table, and it seems that they plan to make a lot of them.

"Shi Yan, what do you think?"

The new one was ready. Song Tingran held it in his hand and asked Shi Yan for his opinion. He was really looking at it carefully and even took it over to read. Qiao Jinshu was already much better, but at this moment he was confused. Starting to get a little jealous.

Forget it if you don't coax me, you still want me to come and see you continue to make roses. I want to go back to the house, what excuse can I make, Qiao Jinshu thought to himself. He didn't realize that Shi Yan had already come to him with the rose.

"Jinshu, do you like it? This is the ice rose that we all made specially for you. I saw that you liked it very much."

Qiao Jinshu came back to his senses. There was a beautiful ice rose in front of him. He picked it up and held it in his hand. The stem was not cold and still warm. It looked like he had been holding it in his hand.

"Is this just for me?" Qiao Jinshu liked it very much.

"Yes, my wife said that I knew she wanted you just by looking at your appearance, but she was too awkward to say anything. Let's quickly make it together with the whole family and give it to you." Shi Yan said while smiling, even more fondly. The appearance of drowning.

"I don't have anything, I don't have any awkwardness, I just eat enough, go back to the house and rest."

Shi Yan was standing and touched Qiao Jinshu's head, while Song Tingran was sitting next to him, leaning forward and watching with smiles in his eyes.

Qiao Jinshu felt a little embarrassed. He took the ice rose and said he would find another bottle to put it in.

Song Tingran immediately stood up and took his hand, saying: "We still have to do a lot more. If we only have one bottle for each bottle, our bottles at home will not be enough. How about we make a rose garden?"

Song Changyue jumped up excitedly and cheered: "Okay, okay, our house also has a garden in winter. The children in the village will definitely envy me."

Qiao Jinshu was also full of smiles.

Just do what you say. On both sides of the door of Song's house, the adults cleared the snow together. It was piled squarely on both sides, like flower beds on the roadside.

After the preparations were completed, the Zaizai had already made two more flowers. Qiao Jinshu inserted his one in the middle of the snowdrift first, and was very proud of it.

The two that Zaizai made are also inserted here. Although there are only three, they are already very beautiful. These vivid ice roses look like real ones.

The adults did it for a while and then all went into the house. They were not as addicted as the cubs, but the cubs were still playing here, and they seemed to want to not go home until they were done.

Wen Ci made hot milk tea and said, "The children really don't mind the cold. After the milk tea was ready, I asked them to come back and drink it. It happened to be warm for a while."

"It's my brother's thoughtfulness. Why don't you put some more sugar in it?" Wen Li took the sugar jar naturally.

"Okay, let's put some more. Children like to drink something sweeter."

Song Tingran felt a little confused when she looked at the frozen pure chicken without chicken racks at home. I don't want to eat chicken lately, so I took it in my hand and put it back, thinking about freezing it like this. At least it won't break in the winter, so I looked towards the cow and sheep shed.

Shi Yan saw Song Tingran wandering in the field and walked in along the small door with very light steps. He stood behind her and said, "My wife, it's cold outside, please go inside."

"Ah? I was just thinking about what to eat at night and how Jiajia is doing in the hospital."

"There is no problem with Jiajia. She is so smart and cute. I think Dr. Ying will also like her very much."

"Well, what are you going to have for dinner?"

Shi Yan naturally turned around and saw that the covering of the well-stored chicken seemed to have been touched. The corner was not covered yet, and he understood something in his heart.

"My wife, do you want to kill the sheep and make the mutton soup you said?"

Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan, he could really guess everything, "Congratulations on your correct answer, but I'm a bit lazy. Thinking about how hard it is to slaughter a sheep and how to handle it, I thought it would be okay not to eat it."

Shi Yan put his hand on her shoulder and held it gently.

"With us, there is no need for you, my wife, to do it yourself. Wen Ci and Wen Li are both good at making beef, and mutton soup is probably no problem, so why bother?"

Song Tingran turned around and hugged Shi Yan directly, "I'm just afraid that it will be too hard for you. Killing chickens and cows before was also very difficult."

"My wife, you think too much. No one finds it strenuous and hard. At least as far as Jin Shu is concerned, he is very happy."

Speaking of Qiao Jinshu, Qiao Jinshu arrived. He covered his eyes with his hands, but the gaps between his fingers were still open.

"I didn't look at it, I just seemed to have heard that they were going to have mutton soup at night, so I came."

"What I took off looks nothing like what I pretended to be." Shi Yan said.

Qiao Jinshu walked over with a smile and looked inside the cattle and sheep shed. He was excited for a while, even more excited than when he saw Shi Yan and Song Tingran hugging each other. He pointed at it and asked, "My wife, is this one okay? I'll feed her this one." When you were in trouble, you bumped your head against me..."