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

Wen Li took the mutton and returned to the courtyard with Song Tingran. He put the piece he wanted to eat back into the kitchen first and took his time.

"Honey, would you like mutton roasted with green onions or mutton with cumin?"

"It's okay. I like everything you cook. I'm going to lie down in the room for a while. I feel a little sleepy. I'll go to the embroidery workshop later to pick out fabrics and send the thread to the book school."

"Okay." Wen Li stayed in the kitchen.

When Song Tingran returned to the house, he took off his shoes and coat and fell directly on the bed, covered with a quilt. It was really comfortable.

The room was also warm, and she fell asleep without knowing it. She didn't know how long it took before she felt a little hot, but there was a slight cool breeze blowing on her face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Li's face. He was holding a fan to fan the wind.

"My wife, I see you are sleeping soundly and I can't bear to call you, but if you don't get up, it will be too late."

"Well, okay, I'll get up after a while."

Song Tingran turned over, pulled the quilt, and turned to the other side, just in front of Wen Ci's face.

"My wife, if you wait a little longer, how long will it last?"

Song Tingran blushed and slept so hot next to her. It turned out to be because Wen Ci and Wen Li were next to each other.

"When did you come?" Song Tingran rubbed his eyes, feeling less sleepy.

"About half a cup of tea?" Wen Li looked at Wen Ci and asked.

"Absolutely." Wen Ci took the fan in Wen Li's hand and fanned it several times, "My wife, if you don't get up, you won't have to sleep at night."

"oops."

Song Tingran pulled the quilt to cover his head, and was dragged away by the two brothers together.

"Get up, my wife."

"I'll get you some clothes."

Song Tingran was forced to feel happy again. When she went out, the weather was so hot that it became dark. She took a really long nap this afternoon.

She is the one who is anxious now.

"Hurry, it's too late, we haven't gone to the embroidery workshop yet!" Song Tingran walked outside and called Xiao Yuchen, saying: "Yuchen, push the wooden cart to avoid carrying it too heavy."

"it is good."

Song Tingran, Wen Ci, and Wen Li went to the embroidery workshop first and saw Chang Yuqiao still here talking to Han Congxing, and everyone else in the embroidery workshop was also here.

"My wife, you are here." Chang Yuqiao stood up, and Han Congxing also stood up. Both of them looked like they had cried.

There were a lot of fabrics in the storage room. Song Tingran prepared two pieces of cloth for each of the three gentlemen. One piece of soft cloth can be used for close-fitting clothes, and the other piece of cloth can be made of cotton.

It was said that it was a matter of picking, but in fact any piece of cloth in it was good. Song Tingran looked at six batches of them and chose them.

Xiao Yuchen and Sang Cheng had already pushed the wooden cart to the entrance of the embroidery workshop and were waiting.

The wooden carts are covered with fabrics that are not used at home so that things will not get dirty when placed on them.

Li Fengmei came suddenly. There was nothing going on in the fields this winter, so there was no need to report.

"Sister Li."

"My boss, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm going to deliver something to the gentleman at the school."

"Okay, I came to see Zhuangzhuang for something."

Song Tingran was also in a hurry and went to the book school with his husband. Changyuqiao saw everyone going there, so he followed and helped to hold the things on the wooden cart.

“I don’t know if it’s because it’s almost evening, but the sky feels a lot darker.

After only waiting for a short time at the door of the school, school was over. The students came out very quickly.

Most of the students knew Song Tingran and were saying hello, and she responded one by one.

"Mr. Kong, wait a minute." Song Tingran quickly stopped Mr. Kong and the other two gentlemen. They were all girls. They used to teach in the town. They heard that this place was famous and the treatment was good, so they all came here. .

"Miss Song, what's the matter?"

Song Tingran asked Sang Cheng to go in and find Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu. She was here to hand out things first.

"Isn't it almost the Chinese New Year? I have prepared some things for you to take back. They are all the benefits of the Chinese New Year and are also the wishes of the book school."

In the past, the school had never given out things in such a formal way during the Chinese New Year, and Mr. Kong was a little confused.

Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu came out quickly, followed by Sang Cheng.

"This is too expensive. In this school, the monthly payment is more than in the town, and we also provide money during holidays. I really can't ask for your things anymore." Mr. Kong also meant the other two Mr. meaning.

Shi Yan: "Just accept it. The school has relied on everyone's hard work over the years, rain or shine. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and it's also very lively. After the new year, we have to educate those monkey cubs."

Song Tingran directly picked up two pieces of cloth and gave them to Mr. Kong, "Two pieces of cloth for each person, a basket of strawberries, and a piece of mutton. They are all the same."

"So much, thank you so much. I was thinking of buying fabrics to make new clothes, but I don't have to buy them now."

It was a bit difficult for the gentlemen to hold these things, so Song Tingran simply asked Xiao Yuchen to push the wooden cart to the end of the village.

Zhao Yu happened to be driving the bullock cart back, and just in time to connect, Song Lingjia jumped out before the bullock cart stopped. I stumbled a bit, but fortunately I was fine.

"Jiajia, be careful. How many times have I told you, slow down, slow down." Song Tingran took Song Lingjia and looked around to make sure she was fine, and said in a fierce tone.

"I know, mother, I'm so happy to see you." Ceng Ceng Ceng.

The gentlemen put everything directly on the bullock cart, which saved a lot of effort.

"Sister Zhao, if the three gentlemen's homes are far away from each other, please send them to me and charge my account."

"No problem, this is..." Zhao Yu didn't quite understand it, and thought it was because the book school was pornographic, but thinking about it, this was impossible.

"The school is on holiday. Your Yuanbao and Jinbao are probably going to run around at home every day."

Zhao Yu rolled his eyes and the cart almost rolled over. He didn't dare to imagine the life that would follow. He whipped his whip and drove the cart away.

"Okay, let's go home too!"

"My wife, the school is still a little untidy. Why don't you go back first, and Jin Shu and I will tidy up for a while."

Before Song Tingran could express his position, the Zaizai raised their hands one after another, indicating that they wanted to stay and clean up together.

"Count me in! I have to take care of it too." Song Lingjia has almost adapted to the rhythm of the medical workshop. She rested on the bullock cart again and is not tired at all now.

"Then our whole family will clean it up together."

The whole family entered the school, checked every corner, picked up things, and finally closed all the windows and locked the door.

It didn't take long, as there were more people and the speed was faster. Shi Yan glanced at the book school and felt quite reluctant to leave.

Qiao Jinshu hugged Shi Yan and left, "Brother, you come to this school every day and you still can't bear to leave. Let's go home."

"Go home." Shi Yan smiled easily. He was now free and had more time to spend with his family.

Song Changyue jumped up and down, "Mom, what's something delicious to eat tonight?"