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

"Gu Yan, it's winter, please get up quickly. It's not fashionable to kneel down in our house."

"Yes, Master." Gu Yan stood up silently, this scene was still a bit embarrassing.

"Then I'm going home." Song Tingran looked at Liu Bai, "I'll have to trouble you later and send my Xiaoyu back to the door."

Liu Bai nodded casually, more exploring.

"Mom, I'm done. I'm going home with you. I'm sleepy too."

Song Leyu immediately took a few steps and held Song Tingran's hand.

"Are you really done?"

"Uh-huh."

"Okay, let's go home."

Manfu also followed. He still knew who the master was.

Song Tingran sent Song Leyu to the door of her house, "Xiao Yu, if you want to visit Gu Yan later, you can go during the day, or you can invite him to play at home."

"Well, I understand, mother, I just had a whim today, and I won't do it again in the future."

"Mom, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that if you have a sudden impulse next time, you can call me and we can go together."

Song Tingran thought it was quite interesting, and she was happy to accompany him.

Song Leyu jumped directly into her arms and rubbed her hard, "Mom, you are so kind. You are the best mother in the world. I love you."

"Okay, go to bed. If you can't get up tomorrow morning, just sleep in."

"Uh-huh!"

The door closed and Song Tingran went downstairs. Manfu was still waiting at the stairs, very active.

"Let's go. Manfu, it's time for you to go back to your nest and sleep."

Manfu obediently returned to the nest through the small door, and Song Tingran closed the small door.

She was just about to go back to the main house when she realized that the door was still locked, so she walked over.

There were some footsteps outside, and the sound of feet stepping on the snow was quite obvious. It creaked, and it was different from stepping on the ground.

She opened the door, and it was Liu Bai and Gu Yan as she expected.

"You two have gone back too?"

Gu Yan: "Yes, Master, I won't practice today. I'll get up early tomorrow."

"Okay, pay attention to your health. This is not something that can be accomplished in a short time."

Liu Bai gave Song Tingran a look and led Gu Yan back to the embroidery workshop.

After a while, Liu Bai returned and was now outside the gate of the Song family. He bet that she could understand.

"Miss Song, are you there?"

There was no response from inside. Liu Bai pushed the door slightly, but it was locked inside.

Smiling to himself, Liu Bai strode back to the embroidery workshop.

Song Tingran stood inside the door and listened to the sounds outside. After confirming that the person was gone, he returned to the main house with relief.

Chen Yuekui sent the bearer from Liushui River here to help. She was waiting to send him back intact.

Back in the house, Wen Li was getting dressed by himself, "My wife, where have you been? I was about to go out to find you."

"It's a long story, so lie down first."

There was a cold air on Song Tingran's cloak, so she deliberately took it off while standing far away, fearing that Wen Li would get sick if he suddenly caught the cold wind.

"My wife, you can tell me now. I woke up suddenly and couldn't see you. I was really worried to death."

Song Tingran hugged Wen Li, and his hot tears flowed into her neck, tickling her neck.

"Why are you still crying?" Song Tingran wiped away his tears, "I tell you, you keep it secret in front of the child, do you understand?"

"Well, I'll keep it a secret." Wen Li said choked with tears, unable to control his tears. He didn't want to cry, but he was really anxious because he couldn't find anyone at that moment.

Song Tingran roughly told about Song Leyu's visit to Gu Yan, and Wen Li was stunned for a moment.

"Master Wife, our relationship between Xiao Yu and Gu Yan is really good. I heard from my eldest brother that Gu Yan is Xiao Yu's follower in the school."

"Well, Gu Yan is very loyal and hard-working. Yu Chen has learned from me. He is not a talented person in martial arts. He mainly relies on hard work. In the future, when Xiao Yu and Shen Zuqian get married, let him Follow me."

Wen Li leaned up half-way, "Let Gu Yan come over? Do you want to be a young man?"

"I don't think so. What I mean is that I will definitely buy a house for Xiaoyu in the future. Gu Yan will go over to look after the house and care for the home."

After Song Tingran said something, he felt something was wrong, and quickly continued: "I just want to be a guard to protect Xiao Yu."

"That's not bad, but I think Xiao Yu also likes Gu Yan, otherwise why would he care so much and run out in the middle of the night?"

Song Tingran tapped Wen Li's head with his index finger, and he lay down, "You, you, caring means liking? That could also be the friendship between friends."

"Master Wife, when you chose me and asked me to accompany you to town with such an ugly face and buy me steamed buns to eat, was this friendship between friends, concern, or just love?"

Wen Li rushed over and hugged me tightly. I was not sleepy anymore, and the tears from just crying were still hanging on my face.

"you guess."

"Don't guess, just tell me. I want to hear it, my wife."

"I feel sorry for you. You are pitifully thin, with your head down and silent in the corner. I only have one thought, let you eat enough, raise your head, and want to see how you smile."

Wen Li was so moved that he cried again, and Song Tingran quickly wiped and comforted him.

In these good days, if you look ahead, you will see that your boat has already passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Song Tingran didn't stay in bed in the morning because he was going to give the year-end rewards to his subordinates. Wen Li got up right after him, helped her get dressed and put on shoes, and then hurried to the bathroom to get ready.

Shi Yan came over with a plate of sour soup dumplings, "My dear wife, I'll go to town later, can I go with you?"

The bathroom door is open. It is closer to the heating room and the temperature is higher.

Song Tingran responded: "Okay."

Shi Yan happily went to the dining room to put down the sour soup dumplings, and then returned to the kitchen to serve breakfast.

Because there are a lot of people in the family, as long as time is not tight, there are many breakfast options.

Sang Cheng was carrying sticky corns, and Wen Ci was carrying steamed chestnut sweet potatoes, both steaming hot, into the dining room.

Sticky corn

Chestnut Sweet Potato

"Dad, are there no big steamed buns today?" Song Qingyi asked.

Xiao Yuchen looked at the table full of delicious food and patted Song Qingyi on the head.

"With so much food, why should we eat steamed buns? Don't be picky about food."

"I don't have... Dad, I just asked if there are any big steamed buns."

"No, let's eat dumplings. They are all made of white flour." Xiao Yuchen has never been fond of children, and his current life feels like a dream.

Sang Cheng heard it from the side and asked Song Qingyi with a smile: "Xiaoyi, do you want to eat steamed buns with chili sauce and fried eggs in them?"

Song Qingyi nodded repeatedly, but he also knew that the breakfast this morning was very rich, so he quickly added, "Fourth daddy, I don't really want to eat it. I eat dumplings. I love dumplings."

"Yes, just let him eat dumplings. There is no need to make him any steamed buns separately." Xiao Yuchen held up his chopsticks and swallowed what Sang Cheng had just described. He also wanted to eat it.