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

"Okay, whichever one you say will be the one."

Qiao Jinshu happily ran between the two people, shouting to the other brothers in the family outside, announcing the good news. Soon the husbands came to the cow and sheep shed.

"Keep the sheepskin, wash it and dry it. Then you can make a coat or a rug."

Song Tingran only gave these instructions, and Xiao Yuchen and the others started working. They had already had a lot of experience before, and the speed this time was much faster.

"The milk tea is ready, come in." Song Tingran called the children at the gate.

Song Qingyi's nose almost flowed into his mouth, and he said it was not cold and he wanted to play for a while. With this representative, the other cubs also said that they wanted to play for a while. This milk tea is a common drink at home. Not attractive.

Song Chuan's clothes were covered with snow. Her cold little hands held Song Tingran's. She immediately knocked the snow off Song Chuan's body and hugged him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't go back. You don't have to drink the mutton soup in the evening. It just happens to be less cooking and saves the effort."

After Song Tingran said that, he left quickly and neatly. Song Chuan in his arms hugged his neck tightly and said in a sweet voice: "Mother, don't be angry. Brothers and sisters just want to play for a while, right?" I won’t go back to drink milk tea.”

"Mom is not angry, she is just scaring them to come back and warm themselves up."

"Yeah, mother is the best."

The cubs outside the door almost followed them into the house. The smell of blood in the fields was still there, which was a bit unpleasant.

Song Tingran placed Song Chuan in the dining room and said, "Get warm here while Mom goes to pour you milk tea."

"OK."

Song Chuan sat in his seat obediently. Although he was alone, he did not feel bored.

Song Tingran was holding a large pot of milk tea, surrounded by little kids, all of whom had cold faces and turned red.

Song Qingyi: "Mom, we are back, don't be angry. I didn't do it on purpose, I was just very happy at the time."

Song Leyu: "Well, we made eight roses, but we still didn't fill the garden. We just wanted to finish them quickly and give my mother a surprise."

Song Can: "Mom, let me help you carry it."

"No, let's go to the dining room to relax. Chuan is inside." A lot of milk tea was brewed, and Song Tingran was afraid of scalding the children, so she quickly asked them to go to the dining room.

It was very warm in the dining room. After sitting there for a while, the children began to shiver. This is a necessary process of warming up between hot and cold.

"Drink a little. If you don't want to drink, just hold the cup and warm your hands." Song Tingran felt distressed and stayed with her.

Now that the children have warmed up so much, the excitement they had just been so excited has disappeared a lot.

Sang Cheng opened the door, and Song Tingran said immediately: "Come in quickly and close the door tightly."

"it is good."

Sang Cheng looked at the children who were still keeping warm and felt that this was not going to work. He still needed to drink some ginger soup to ward off the cold, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the fever later.

"Master Wife, the mutton is almost done. My second brother asked me to ask, what to do with the sheep head?"

"Just leave the sheep head alone. We can roast it or braise it. I'll get it done later."

"Okay, wife, please stay here while I cook some ginger soup for the children."

Before Song Tingran could say anything, Song Leyu said with some fear: "No, Fourth Daddy, the ginger soup doesn't taste good."

Song Qingyi: "It doesn't have any taste, it's just hot water."

Song Leyu knew that he couldn't explain it to Song Qingyi, so he simply took Sang Cheng's hand and said coquettishly, "Fourth daddy, stop cooking. Let's just drink milk tea."

It was difficult for Sang Cheng to resist the children's coquettishness. He was in a dilemma for a while. He felt that he should cook it because he had been playing outside in the snow for so long. On the other hand, he also felt that he had to follow the children's opinions.

"The mutton soup in the evening will also keep away the cold, but I won't be able to drink it for a while. So, if you want to drink ginger soup, raise your hands."

Song Qingyi raised his hand silently. He felt that it was necessary, and it was indeed not unpleasant to drink. Like water, it could also prevent illness.

Song Chuan and Shi Le'an also raised their hands, and the remaining people also wanted to drink or not. When Song Leyu saw it, he instantly understood the ending of Jiang Tang.

Sang Cheng went to make ginger soup.

Song Chuan: "Sister Xiaoyu, you have to be brave. Ginger soup is much better than medicine."

Song Leyu just doesn't like the taste of ginger, which is exactly the same as Song Tingran. "Okay, Chuan, you're right, I have to be braver."

Song Tingran tilted her chin and listened to the children chatting. Song Leyu seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Mother, don't you like Jiang too?"

"Yeah, so you'll drink later, but I won't."

"why?"

"Because I haven't been out playing in the snow for that long, and I haven't had a runny nose from the cold, so I won't drink." Song Tingran gloated.

Song Leyu: "..."

The ginger soup was cooked very quickly and did not require any skills. Sang Cheng came with it quickly, and Chang Yuqiao also came with several bowls. The two of them matched each other, and soon every Zaizai had a bowl in front of him. Ginger soup.

Song Qingyi finished the drink as quickly as possible and took another bowl while holding the empty bowl. Song Leyu held his nose and thought about it for a long time without taking a sip.

"Mom, can I not drink?"

"Of course, Xiao Yu, but you understand the possible consequences. Don't complain when the time comes. Don't cry when you are sick. It doesn't matter if you can't go out to play. Even if you don't get better, you won't be able to go to the book school after the new year. These You can accept it, no problem at all.”

Song Leyu picked up the bowl and drank it all very quickly, almost pouring it into his throat.

Song Chuan, who was drinking slowly, was stunned and quickly speeded up.

The mutton was almost done, and almost all were divided according to parts. Song Tingran thought that if she ate the whole mutton banquet, she might get angry, so she made a few less dishes, stored the others, and ate them slowly.

Xiao Yuchen stood at the door of the kitchen, "My wife, I also want to cook with you. Is there anything I can do together?"

"Yes, Yuchen, you come and light the fire. Make it more vigorous. I'm optimistic about you."

"it is good."

Xiao Yuchen moved a small bench and sat down, and started to burn firewood and watch the fire. Today, I still used the black kitchen. Once I am used to it, I always feel more comfortable.

A large pot of water was bubbling. Song Tingran poured all the split lamb chops into it, and then added a lot of ginger cubes to remove the smell.

"This lamb chop will probably take a while to cook. Let's do the other things first." Song Tingran arranged what everyone had to do.

Xiao Yuchen looked at her with expectation, but was a little disappointed when he didn't receive any other instructions. As for the matter of lighting the fire, he still couldn't relax for a moment.

"Yuchen, you have two tasks today, one is to light the fire." Song Tingran was afraid that Xiao Yuchen would feel uncomfortable, so he still wanted to give an explanation.