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

The voices in the embroidery workshop have not calmed down. Zhu Yuan did not come today, and neither did Li Zhuangzhuang. It will take time to clear the snow on the road to this side.

"Xingzi, fortunately you didn't leave in a hurry, otherwise you would have been stuck on the road due to the heavy snow." Luo Mingyue swept the ground and said.

"Yeah, what a blessing."

Luo Mingyue, An Fu, Liu Bai, and Han Congxing have already cleaned the front yard of Xiufang and transported all the snow to the roadside.

There are also wooden carts in the embroidery workshop, which is relatively convenient for transporting snow.

"Liu Bai, you didn't have to work in the first place. You've done so much for us. It's really hard work. Go upstairs and take a rest." Han Congxing took the big broom from Liu Bai's hand.

"It's okay. With such heavy snow, how long will it take the three of you to clean it up? One more person can help it go faster."

Liu Bai picked up the shovel again and prepared to clean up the area from the embroidery workshop to the door of Song's house.

"Liu Bai, what are you doing?" Luo Mingyue stopped him. The road outside the embroidery workshop was difficult to clean, so he quickly stopped Liu Bai.

"Snow removal, the snow in front of this door will have to be cleared sooner or later. If it is not cleared today, it will be even harder if it snows heavily again in the evening."

Luo Mingyue, Han Congxing, and Anfu all thought it made sense, but they couldn't let him continue Qingxue, saying that the three of them could do it.

Liu Bai had no choice but to say, "Let's do this. I'll go inside and boil some hot water. Let's take a drink and have a rest, and then we can work together again, okay?"

"alright."

We are really tired. The four of us are sitting around in the lobby of the embroidery shop. In this weather, there will definitely be no guests.

Anfu looked sad and drank hot water. He was not used to drinking tea and had never tasted it before. He tasted it once and drank only hot water.

Luo Mingyue: "Anfu, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired? Go back to the house and have a rest."

"No, no, no, Brother Mingyue, I'm not tired. I'm just afraid of such heavy snow. If my wife comes to pick me up, the road will definitely be difficult."

Anfu said yes, but everyone present was silent, silent, and silent again.

Liu Bai put down the tea cup and said thoughtfully: "Anfu, how long are you prepared to wait?"

"Ah?" Anfu had never thought about this problem. He only had one idea, which was to wait.

Now that Liu Bai asked this question, he panicked. Song Tingran was a good person, and the work he did here every day was not worth the accommodation, food and clothing.

On such a snowy and cold windy day, here he was well fed, clothed warmly, and supported by so many people.

He became confused.

"I was also abandoned by my family and was rescued to the bank of Liushui River. All the people there were poor people, working together to survive. This time, I was also sent to help Miss Song. She was planning to build a You know about the shelter, right?"

"I know that Miss Song is the Bodhisattva."

"If you are willing, I can teach you how to dance or play the flute, as well as how to allocate accommodation in the shelter. I can teach you a little bit when I leave in the future."

Luo Mingyue became nervous. He selfishly hoped that Liu Bai could always be here. He knew a lot and could help Song Tingran better.

"Liu Bai, do you want to leave in the future?"

"Yes, I'm here to help. When everything in the shelter stabilizes, I will definitely return to the bank of Liushui River." Liu Bai said calmly and without any emotion.

He looked at Anfu again, waiting for an answer.

"Liu Bai, I'm sorry. If my wife comes to pick me up, I'll leave with her first. My family has received gift money, and I am hers. I can't live without her." Anfu was suffering in his heart, thinking about what He could not touch or see the new life on the banks of the Liushui River. He only felt it was ethereal.

"It's okay, I'm just asking, but you have to think about that issue, how long you want to wait, and also plan for the future."

"Yeah, I'll think about it carefully."

knock knock knock.

The door of the embroidery workshop was ajar. Someone was knocking on the door, but no one came in directly.

"Is there a guest coming?" Han Congxing hurriedly opened the door, and everyone else stood up and prepared to welcome him.

There were ten people standing outside the door, groaning loudly. The leaders were Li Fengmei and Li Zhuangzhuang.

"We're here to clear the snow for my boss. How are you doing here? Is it flooded?"

Han Congxing quickly opened the doors and said, "Miss Li, I have cleaned up this yard."

"Oh, I can do it. OK, let's start clearing the snow from here to the host's house."

Li Fengmei and other ten people started working immediately. Li Zhuangzhuang was among them, with a somewhat anxious look on his face.

"Brother Xingzi, Brother Mingyue, Brother Anfu, Brother Liu Bai, here I come. I woke up in the morning and started clearing the snow with my mother. It was not easy to clear the small fork in the road."

When Luo Mingyue and the others saw it, they quickly picked up their shovels and started clearing the snow on the road.

"Zhuangzhuang, wear these gloves, these are thick." Luo Mingyue gave his gloves to Li Zhuangzhuang.

"I don't want it, I'm fine with this."

"Be obedient. There are some in the embroidery workshop. You put them on first."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Mingyue."

The more people there are, the more powerful we are, so the speed of clearing snow is much faster when we work together on this road.

Luo Mingyue took a quick look and knew that these people were all people who worked in Song Tingran's fields all year round. There were eight in total.

Not everyone he knew, but they all looked familiar.

As Luo Mingyue cleared his mind, he felt like there was someone behind him helping him.

He turned around and met Qin Gen'er's face. She was still wearing patched clothes.

"Miss Qin, why are you here?" Luo Mingyue was surprised.

"I came with Li Fengmei just now. I was standing at the back. You may not have seen me."

"Well, I really didn't pay much attention."

Qin Gen'er smiled and cleared the snow together beside Luo Mingyue, helping him push the cart from time to time, trying to keep him from doing as much work as possible.

Because everyone was clearing the snow together and helping each other, no one doubted Qin Gen'er's intentions. They all thought she was here to help Song Tingran's family.

However, Qin Gen'er did come specifically to help clear the snow. He just wanted to let Luo Mingyue do less work, which was enough.

Han Congxing saw a small road between the Song family and the embroidery workshop. It seemed that Li Fengmei and the others came from here.

Song Tingran was drowsily asleep when she felt there was a loud sound outside.

"Yu Chen, did you hear the sound outside? It feels like you are at the door of our house."

Xiao Yuchen had woken up long ago, but he didn't dare to move for fear of waking up Song Tingran.

"I've been listening for a long time, and the sound is getting closer and closer."

"Oh, get up and take a look."

Song Tingran and Xiao Yuchen got up and found that Shi Yan and the others were also up. Some were working in the fields, some were busy in the kitchen, and some were working hard to clear the snow near the gate and prepare to send snow outside. .

They should all be up on their front and back legs.

"Master Wife, there seems to be someone outside, but the door of our house can't be pushed open. I don't know who it is." Changyuqiaohui reported.