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

Song Tingran walked over. The sound of clear snow outside was loud, and the contact between the shovel and the ground continued.

"Who is outside?" Song Tingran shouted.

"My boss, it's me, Li Fengmei, a few people from our field, and Qin Gen'er, we're all here to help!" The voice was loud.

Song Tingran was very grateful. Li Fengmei and the others were only in charge of matters in the fields, and Qingxue was not within the scope of their duties.

"Thank you, we are also working hard in the courtyard, and we will meet up soon!"

Song Tingran and his family were all working hard in the courtyard, so Qingxue first concentrated on this position at the door.

"Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, Wen Li, the three of you, stop doing this and go to the kitchen to prepare food. We will stay here to eat tonight and cook more." Song Tingran felt guilty. This was all an act of kindness without asking for anything in return. .

The three of them wanted to clear the snow and go to the kitchen to cook, but in the end Song Tingran drove them to the kitchen.

Soon, the door to the Song family could be opened. When Song Tingran saw so many people outside, he rushed out.

"You've worked hard, you've worked hard. Are you exhausted? Come in, take a rest and drink some water."

Not allowing anyone else to say anything, Song Tingran pulled in one by one. Shi Yan, Xiao Yuchen, Chang Yuqiao, and Qiao Jinshu were all doing their best to invite.

"Master, your yard is big. We will help you transport all the snow out later to save the children from wrestling." Li Fengmei drank the hot tea, her face flushed with heat.

"It will probably take a long time to transport the snow out. You are all tired. We will have dinner here later and then go back. It will be lively among us."

Li Fengmei repeatedly said no, and the others also said they would not stay here to eat, as they were all waiting at home.

Xiao Yuchen came in with a large basin of ginger soup, and Wen Ci followed behind with a large pile of bowls.

"Drink some ginger soup to go away the cold." Xiao Yuchen was not very good at talking, so he expressed himself clearly in the shortest words.

Wen Ci shared the ginger soup with everyone, and everyone drank it.

"Master Wife, you also have a drink." Xiao Yuchen held a bowl and placed it in front of Song Tingran.

"Okay, you and Wen Ci will go have a drink too, and Shi Yan and the others will have a drink each."

"it is good."

Xiao Yuchen obeyed. He drank a bowl himself first, and then went out to look for someone with two bowls in hand.

Qin Gen'er held the ginger soup but didn't drink it. He watched Luo Mingyue finish drinking it and handed her over.

"Have another bowl. It's the most uncomfortable to catch a cold in winter. I'll give it to you."

"Miss Qin, drink it. I've already drank a bowl. You've been out for so long. Don't... don't catch a cold."

Seeing that there were so many people here, Qin Gen'er couldn't talk too much, so she poured the ginger soup in her bowl directly into Luo Mingyue's bowl, and then walked to the other side.

Luo Mingyue felt warm in her heart and started to drink. No one noticed this scene.

Song Tingran walked to Qin Gen'er, and she became nervous, thinking she had discovered what had just happened.

"My boss."

"Gen'er, thank you for coming to help me clear the snow. How is your home?"

Song Tingran knew that the front yard of Qin Gener's house was not too small, and it would be difficult to clean it.

"Master, you don't have to worry about me. I get up early. This little work is nothing to me."

"Then I also want to thank you for thinking about me. After you finish drinking this ginger soup, drink another bowl."

Song Tingran took her bowl and filled another bowl directly, then brought it back to her. She drank it all in one gulp and wiped her mouth casually twice.

The sky was already darkening, and Li Fengmei called on everyone to help clear the snow from the Song family courtyard.

One call and a hundred responses.

Song Tingran couldn't stop her no matter what, she was so excited that she was busy with everyone.

The aroma of food kept wafting from the two kitchens, and the Zaizai were also helping in the kitchen.

Facing the night, the yard of the Song family was clean, with only a light layer of snow on the surface, proving that this blizzard had come before.

"My boss, that's it. The road from your home to the embroidery workshop can be walked. I'll just come over tomorrow and clean up the road from the embroidery workshop to the village head." Li Fengmei's words were not as angry as before.

"Sister Li, listen to me. Don't come here tomorrow. There are many people in my family. We will clean up on the road ourselves. Thank you very much for today. You still miss me here despite such heavy snow."

Li Fengmei smiled nonchalantly and told everyone to prepare to leave. Song Tingran quickly stopped her, "Dinner is almost ready. We must eat it here tonight, otherwise I will be embarrassed to face everyone."

Sang Cheng also came out of the dark kitchen, "My wife, everything is ready. Let's start dinner now!"

Luo Mingyue, Han Congxing, Anfu and Liu Bai quietly walked back to the embroidery workshop from the door.

Li Zhuangzhuang was very sensible. He took Li Fengmei's hand and said, "Mother, our sisters are still at home waiting for us to go back for dinner."

"Yes." Li Fengmei touched Li Zhuangzhuang's head and said to Song Tingran, "I'm afraid my family is also impatient. Boss, I'm going back right now."

Several other people also said the same thing, indicating that they had agreed to go home for dinner before going out.

Song Tingran understood everyone's thoughts. Although her dining room was large, there were many people in her family. If they all sat in it, they would not be able to sit down.

She had already thought about it, and she could let the Zaizai eat in the house, which was enough space.

Now faced with everyone's persistence without asking for anything in return, she felt moved again, thinking that the food was already ready, and since she wasn't eating it here, she could take it home to eat.

"Quick, go pack the food." After Song Tingran finished speaking, the husbands had already taken action.

"My boss, you are so unreasonable." Li Fengmei really didn't want anything. She had already agreed with everyone to leave as soon as she was done.

"I see, you guys are too outspoken. It's just a little home-cooked meal, and you didn't hesitate to take it home. Let's eat with the family and add some vegetables."

Shi Yan and the others were also very fast, and the seven of them came over carrying many small baskets. Inside were various kinds of stir-fry dishes, which were very rich. They were covered with clean cotton cloth, and steamed buns were usually placed underneath.

"Here, one for each person, don't be polite." Song Tingran was handing out the food. She knew without looking at it that everything was distributed. She always felt at ease when Shi Yan was doing things.

Li Fengmei and the others carried the small basket and left together. Qin Gen'er saw that everyone had accepted it, so he followed behind and left together.

"Eh? Where are Luo Mingyue and the others? They seemed to be here just now." Shi Yan asked.

"Let's go. I saw them. They must have felt uncomfortable, and I didn't stop them. They're close anyway. Just take them directly to the embroidery workshop."

Song Tingran thought for a while and asked the husband to clean up the dining room first. She went to deliver it in person, just in time to thank Liu Bai, who really didn't need to help with the work.

Shi Yan repackaged a large portion, which was enough for Liu Bai and the four of them.