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

When Song Tingran heard this, she realized that Han Congxing had a very high opinion of Zhu Zhaoyue, but now there was no fate. After all, Zhu Zhaoyue had given up.

She called Wen Ci and they were ready to go home. This was just the right time to catch lunch.

This section of the road to the town's head is still very difficult. There are still huge crowds of people at noon.

Several people supported the girl-in-law as she shuttled through the crowd, and her painful wails were drowned here.

"Master Wife, look over there, is that the evil man?" Sang Cheng pointed.

The other husbands also looked over and saw that it was really the daughter-in-law. One of her legs could not touch the ground at all.

"It really is."

Sang Cheng had already arrived at the restaurant and told Wen Ci and Wen Li about this matter.

Wen Ci: "Let her taste the suffering that Yue Dahe suffered. She deserves it."

Wen Li: "Yes, but after she recovers, will it be troublesome to go to Gambling Stone Shop?"

Liu Bai sat in the innermost part of the carriage and did not go out to get cold. "No, that leg will have to rest for at least half a year. If she still finds trouble, I will break her other leg."

The carriage was moving slowly, so Song Tingran almost didn't catch it and just followed the flow of people. She glanced at Liu Bai, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, but she didn't expect that a pebble would break his leg.

After crossing this street and reaching the town's head, the crowds were not so crowded, and Zhiyi could run freely.

The journey was smooth.

The carriage stopped at the embroidery workshop. Han Congxing was moving things down. Sang Cheng and the others were helping. People in the embroidery workshop saw it and came out to help.

"Brother Xingzi, you bought so many things." Li Zhuangzhuang's last meeting was unsuccessful, and Li Fengmei didn't give him a good look. He just wanted to be happy in the embroidery workshop.

"Well, I'm going to go home in the next few days to buy some things for my family and gifts for you."

"Ah, Brother Xingzi, you are so kind!" Li Zhuangzhuang picked up and left.

Song Tingran took Zhiyi away first, and there was only a short walk to get home.

Xiao Yuchen took Zhiyi's hand and said, "My wife, you came back just in time today. Lunch is already ready."

"Who made lunch?" Nervous.

"Chang Yuqiao, Zhu Yuan, and Anfu came over to do it. I wanted to help, but they wouldn't let me."

Song Tingran felt relieved, "That's good, I won't let you go into the kitchen. Come on, wash your hands and eat."

The dining room here is ready, and Qiao Jinshu is setting out the dishes.

"My wife, you are finally back. I miss you so much." Qiao Jinshu immediately put down what he was doing and ran to Song Tingran.

"I miss you too." Her voice was a little soft, and she looked around for fear of being heard by the kids at home.

"What is it, Wife, I can't even hear you, please speak louder."

Song Tingran waved, and Qiao Jinshu leaned in and deliberately brought his face very close. From a certain angle, it looked like they were kissing each other.

"I miss you, I miss you, I miss you especially."

"That's pretty much it."

Qiao Jinshu returned to the dining room with satisfaction and wanted to continue placing the dishes, but Sang Cheng, who had returned from the embroidery workshop, had already placed them.

Wen Ci and Wen Li also washed their hands, and the family soon sat down to eat together.

Shi Yan: "Master Wife, how about the restaurant and stone betting shop?"

"It's very good. Everything has been arranged. I'll go there in a few days to deliver the New Year's goods, so there's no need to go again."

"That's good. Originally, I planned to have classes at the school for a few more days, but today Mr. Kong brought news that the divination master in the town had reset his calculations. There will be heavy snow in the past two days."

There is a difference between snow and rain. Rain usually comes with some warning, but snow really has no warning at all. It just falls.

Song Tingran looked at the weather outside through the window, but she was not sure. This diviner was like a modern weather forecast. She didn't believe it at first, but every time it was accurate, she gradually began to believe it. Strength.

"Then what are you going to do?" Song Tingran asked.

"After today's class, we'll have a holiday. We'll have to wait until after the new year to start classes again." Shi Yan didn't feel anything. He just liked teaching and reading. He didn't go to the book school anymore, and it was the same at home.

But Qiao Jinshu was different. He had been counting the days, but now happiness slapped him in the face and he didn't even react.

"Brother, are you telling the truth? In other words, after half a day in the afternoon, there is no need to go to the school?" Qiao Jinshu stood up and asked.

"Well, it's also a temporary decision. Remember to tell the students in your hands this afternoon."

"No problem! Keep it on me!"

The cubs at home are also very happy. After all, they are all children, and their excitement for the holidays is innate.

Song Tingran thought that the book school couldn't be so fast, so he didn't rush to buy New Year gifts. Other teachers from the book school were also hired here.

"Oh, it's too late to buy something for the gentleman at the school. I should have bought it in the town in the morning."

Song Tingran thought about it and decided to go there again in the afternoon, although it would be a bit troublesome.

"It's okay, Wife, it's okay not to give them away." Shi Yan paid the gentlemen at the book school on time every month, and even paid more on some holidays. He thought it was already very good, and the book schools in the town also paid more. There is no mention of such treatment.

"No, if you don't give it, you won't give it. You said that other properties in the family will be given. The book school is still a serious matter. How can there be no reason not to give it? I will go to the town again in the afternoon."

Sang Cheng: "Master Wife, why don't you take a look at what you have at home and give it a try. I think the gentlemen will also like it."

Chang Yuqiao: "Yes, there are a lot of fabrics in the embroidery workshop. They are all very beautiful. Giving them away is also honorable."

Shi Yan: "I think it's okay. Wife, don't bother. Let's get together at home."

Song Tingran thought about it for a while. The book school was different from other places, which was reasonable. "Okay, after dinner, let's go pick something out."

Because it was the last half-day course, Qiao Jinshu was in an unprecedented positive mood and was already ready before the time came.

Song Qingyi: "Father Qi, you can rest for a while. Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, Xiaoyi. I'm so excited now that I don't even feel cold anymore."

"Oh, you're wearing a cloak. It's definitely not cold."

"You don't understand." Qiao Jinshu continued to walk back and forth in the yard, looking here and there, but he couldn't sit quietly in the room.

Song Tingran took Sang Cheng to pick strawberries in the greenhouse, and Xiao Yuchen came over soon.

"Master Wife, Xingzi is here and has brought a lot of things."

"Ah? He won't buy anything for me anymore..." Song Tingran thought of the many things Han Congxing bought in the morning.

"I don't know, I'm already waiting in the courtyard."

"okay."

Song Tingran and Sang Cheng first put the picked strawberries aside, closed the greenhouse door, and walked quickly into the yard.