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

"Qiao, Jin, Shu!"

"Okay, I really stopped laughing this time."

Qiao Jinshu placed the two dough balls at the door of the dining room and continued eating.

Song Tingran was the first to finish eating. He opened the door immediately, quickly closed it, picked up the two "monsters" and walked out of the Song family's door.

Liu Yun and the others were still working. Song Tingran thought they would leave at noon, so she didn't come out to see them.

"Why are you still doing this? Have you had lunch?"

"We have all brought food. We are going to finish our work early and go home early." Liu Yun said easily, his face was flushed, and he was sweating behind his back after working like this.

"It's really cold here. I really thought you would leave at noon. Come on, go inside and rest."

Song Tingran casually left the two "monsters" on the roadside and went to pull Liu Yun and the others.

"Boss, if you touch my hand and see the sweat on my forehead, I'm not cold or tired at all. We still find it interesting while talking and working. We've finished collecting and the rest of the work will be done tomorrow. It’ll be done in half a morning, and the rest will be after the New Year.”

While Liu Yun was talking, Qin Gen'er only looked up and kept working without stopping.

"It's so hard. I didn't expect it to be so fast."

"It's okay, you don't know what we're doing, boss. Now that we've got it all done, we'll build a house for you in the spring."

Liu Yun continued working, and Song Tingran was about to go home to get some hot water. When he turned around, he saw An Fu walking out of the embroidery workshop, followed by Luo Mingyue and Liu Bai.

Anfu and the others also saw Song Tingran.

"Benefactor." Anfu greeted and walked slowly, followed by Luo Mingyue and Liu Bai.

"Miss Song." Liu Bai bowed slightly.

"Master's house." Luo Mingyue saw Liu Yun and the others working, and stood a little cautiously here.

"Anfu, are you going to the village?" Song Tingran knew, but still wanted to ask. It had been several days. If he wanted to come back to pick someone up, he would have come back long ago.

"Well, I still want to take a look. I always feel that my wife will come back to pick me up." Anfu lowered his head and said.

"Okay, go ahead and make your own decisions about your own affairs, okay?"

After Song Tingran finished speaking, he looked at Liu Bai and said, "Are you going out? There is a carriage. If you need it, just come and get it."

"Miss Song, I'm not going out. Luo Mingyue and I just want to persuade Anfu. I didn't expect you to be here to supervise the work."

"What supervisor? We are all acquaintances. Let's just say a few words."

For some reason, Song Tingran felt that Liu Bai had an indescribable feeling, familiar yet unfamiliar.

"Okay, Anfu, go quickly. It gets dark early now, so don't come back too late."

"Thank you, benefactor, I'll go right away." Anfu left quickly, and then almost jogged all the way.

Luo Mingyue originally came to persuade Anfu, but when they left, he hurried back to the embroidery workshop to work.

Song Tingran saw Liu Bai standing here motionless, neither moving nor moving.

"Liu Bai, do you have anything else to do?" Song Tingran asked proactively.

"What is this?" Liu Bai asked with a half-smile, pointing to the dough "monster" that Song Tingran had just thrown away on the ground.

Song Tingran immediately kicked it away with his feet, "It's nothing, just a little rubbish. By the way, I made bean paste buns at home. I don't know if you have eaten them. Take some back to the embroidery workshop and eat them with Luo Mingyue and the others. "

"it is good."

As Song Tingran walked, Liu Bai picked up the two thrown away dough monsters and followed behind.

As soon as he entered the house, Sang Cheng happened to place the red bean paste buns in the yard, preparing to freeze them and then store them together so that they would not stick together.

"Liu Bai, you're here!" Sang Cheng was excited and walked over, "I was thinking that after finishing the work at home, I would go to the embroidery workshop to play with you."

Song Tingran put her arm directly on Sang Cheng's arm, very affectionately.

"Didn't I make red bean paste buns at home? Give him some to take back to the embroidery workshop."

"Okay, I'll get it." Sang Cheng quickly ran to get something to put in the red bean paste buns.

Song Tingran also felt that she was very naive, but she still felt threatened when she saw Liu Bai.

"Liu Bai, all the husbands in my family like you very much."

"I'm really scared when I think about it. I'm just a humble person living on the bank of Liushui River. I didn't expect to make so many friends. I have no regrets in this life."

"Well, don't think so, you are actually very good."

"Thank you Miss Song for your compliment."

Sang Cheng ran over and found a small bamboo basket filled with red bean paste buns and glutinous rice pumpkin buns made today.

It's so atmospheric.

"So much? There are only a few of us in the embroidery workshop, and we can't finish the food." Liu Bai was also surprised, but it was just a slight expression on his face, no physical expression.

"Take it, eat some today and freeze the rest."

Sang Cheng moved closer, and Liu Bai accepted it warmly, "Thank you, I'll go back then."

Liu Bai carried the small bamboo basket and left. He raised his legs and stepped up the steps very gracefully, as if he had a sharp sword in his hand.

"Everyone is gone, but you are still watching. Sang Cheng, I think everything you said before is false. You don't love me the most at all."

"Ah,?" Sang Cheng immediately withdrew his gaze and hugged Song Tingran's arm, pressed it against his head, and said, "My dear wife, I love you the most. I have never lied to you. If I lied, the sky would thunder. hack."

Sang Cheng, who had always been a tea-cha type, panicked and resorted to swearing.

"Okay, I know, I was joking, good Sang Cheng, I will scare you from now on."

Song Tingran rubbed his hair and comforted him, and Sang Cheng hugged him. He was right at the door of Song's house. Fortunately, the door was closed, otherwise he would have been watched by Liu Yun and the others outside.

In the middle of the afternoon, Liu Yun came and knocked on the door, saying that he would stop here today, go home early, and come back early tomorrow morning to continue working.

Song Tingran purposely went out to see her off, and asked Qin Gen'er to stay. He casually mentioned that there was something going on at the resort and asked her to help.

After everyone left, Song Tingran said directly: "Gen'er, everything is fine at the resort. I just asked you for something, so I said that."

"Ah, boss, what's going on?" Qin Gen'er wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked a little tired.

"Liu Yun and the others are here, so I didn't say anything more this morning. I'll give you these trees. I have a wooden cart at home. You can push them home."

"Boss, you, did you tell me this specifically?"

Qin Gen'er's eyes were actually red. She would not cry even if she was injured.

"Yes, there were a lot of people in the morning, so I was afraid you would be embarrassed. It's fine now. You can push them back home. It's time to make a new fence and make it look more impressive."

Song Tingran didn't allow Qin Gen'er to refuse, so he turned around and asked Xiao Yuchen to push the wooden cart out.

Qin Gen'er turned his back, wiped away his tears, and quickly turned around, "My boss, thank you, thank you, thank you."