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

The husbands shook their heads one after another, never expecting that when Zhu Qing first came for the interview, his legs and feet were not as sharp as they are now, and he looked like an extremely ordinary person, even a little sad.

After dinner, Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu went to the bathroom to wash up, and everyone else went back to their own rooms.

"Master Wife, so many things happened to you in the town today?"

Qiao Jinshu poured the hot water, tested the water temperature, and found it just right. Then he gave his seat to Song Tingran and held the soft towel for her on the side.

Song Tingran washed her face and felt much more relaxed now after a busy day.

"Well, who knew I could meet that young man on the street? He's just a skeleton, even thinner than the original Sang Cheng."

Qiao Jinshu recalled it, "Well, then his begging for food is not as good as the fourth brother's."

"...There's no need to compare like this. It's not a glorious thing. How are you at home today? How are you doing?"

"Not good." Qiao Jinshu said decisively.

Song Tingran wiped her face and was about to change a basin of water for Qiao Jinshu, but he stopped her immediately and started washing it with this, "It's not dirty, don't waste it."

"Hey, when did you become so economical?"

Qiao Jinshu ignored him and the sound of washing his face was so loud that he wanted to fall in and flutter.

"Why are you ignoring me? Do you regret not going to town this time? Don't you think you want to stay at home..."

"Huh." Qiao Jinshu suddenly stood up straight. The water on his face was flowing down, and he didn't wipe it. "If I say I can't go, you won't take me with you."

"..."

Qiao Jinshu wiped his chin with his hand, but couldn't wipe away the water droplets, so he picked up a soft towel and wiped his face.

After all these years, he still hasn't changed at all. His temper comes as he comes, and he is very straightforward and cute. According to Shi Yan, it was fortunate that Qiao Jinshu entered the Song family, otherwise other families would have been eaten alive.

He is not tactful and speaks directly, which big man would like him.

Shi Yan liked it.

"You didn't clean up well. Let me help you."

Song Tingran had nothing in his hand, so he wiped Qiao Jinshu's neck with his hand, "The water has already entered the clothes. Come on, I'll wipe it for you."

She struggled to reach into the clothes on his chest, which were instantly messy, revealing a beautiful, white and tender figure.

"Master Wife, you are not wiping the water for me. I still believe you. You are just taking advantage of me."

"You just know."

"you you you..."

Song Tingran directly took the soft towel in his hand, cleaned it in the basin again, and patiently helped him wipe his face, "How old are you, washing your face is so confusing, I think it's not as good as Sichuan's. "

Song Chuan was the youngest child in the family. Qiao Jinshu was not convinced, but he still stood here arrogantly and obediently, letting Song Tingran wipe his face.

"Okay, it's very clean. Get some hot water and go back to the house to soak your feet."

Qiao Jinshu acted quickly and immediately grabbed her hand and put it on his face, "No, it hasn't been wiped clean yet. Wipe my face again, Wife."

Song Tingran pretended not to understand, and patted his face slightly hard, making a crisp snapping sound. He enjoyed it very much, and pressed it with his face hard.

"It's late. Let's go back to the house and stay in the main house."

"Well, then I'll bring you hot water."

The two of them went back together.

"what!!!"

The hoarse shouting frightened Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu who walked to the inner courtyard.

"Fortunately, my chassis is stable, otherwise I would have spilled the hot water." Qiao Jinshu was pleased with himself and looked at Song Tingran to praise him.

Song Tingran rubbed his head like a puppy, "That's awesome, but the sound just now was so scary."

"Well, which direction did it come from?" Qiao Jinshu held the basin in both hands and looked in the direction with his face.

"There are a lot of people living there."

It's hard to tell whose family it is, and it's just this one, but Song Tingran's family is located on the edge of Daniu Village. If it comes here, it will break your throat.

Shi Yan opened the door and walked out of his room, "My wife, Jin Shu, did you hear anything?"

"I heard it, but it's gone." Qiao Jinshu replied.

When Song Tingran saw Shi Yan coming out, he didn't put on a cloak. He just left the house and hurriedly walked over and pushed him into the house.

"You're wearing so little. It's so cold when you come out. Go back to the house and sleep."

"It's okay, I just wanted to come out and have a look. It won't be cold for a while."

"That won't work either. Go back and get warm under the covers."

Qiao Jinshu looked at this heartwarming scene, his head was a little cramped, "Brother, did you soak your feet before going to bed? Why don't you join us in the bath?"

He invited warmly.

Shi Yancan smiled, "No, I've washed it and gone to bed. See you tomorrow."

He quickly closed the door without saying goodbye to Song Tingran who was at the door, and then the candle was extinguished.

"My wife, my eldest brother fell asleep so quickly, but I think he definitely didn't soak his feet. I didn't see him fetching hot water just now."

"Well, if you have nothing to do, you can discuss the philosophy of life with Yu Chen. You can have fun."

"Why? Wife, please wait for me."

Song Tingran returned to the main room, and Qiao Jinshu chased after him with a basin in hand.

"It hasn't been long outside. I feel like the water isn't too hot anymore. Wife, I'll go get some more hot water."

Song Tingran knelt down and touched the water, "It's okay, don't bother, just enjoy the water."

"Okay, then we can come together~"

"Okay."

Qiao Jinshu moved the basin to the bedside and moved the chair on the dressing table over.

The two faced each other.

Song Tingran was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Qiao Jinshu was sitting on the chair. The basin was not particularly big, and both of them had their feet placed in it. They needed to be slightly stacked, but they could both soak in it.

Qiao Jinshu was very happy, like a child who got a candy bar, and kept moving his toes, dishonestly.

"It's not the first time we've soaked feet together, why are you still so happy?" Song Tingran saw that he was always smiling, and she was in a good mood too.

"I am happy to soak my feet once, but I can always soak my feet together for the rest of my life. I will be even happier if I soak my feet with you for the rest of my life."

"Then we'll keep soaking our feet together for the rest of our lives."

"Deal, pull the hook!" Qiao Jinshu stretched out his little finger and leaned forward slightly, fearing that she wouldn't be able to hook him.

"Pull the hook."

"People who have changed are puppies. People who have not changed are ugly dogs, dogs who don't have enough to eat."

"Okay, okay, I won't change anyway, I'm not afraid." Song Tingran didn't want to let go of her little thumb, which had been stamped twice.

"I won't change either!" Qiao Jinshu said in a loud voice, expressing his heart.

Song Tingran let go of his hand, pulled her foot out from under his feet, and stepped on his feet.

"Why didn't you realize just now that you've been stepping on me? It's time for me to be on top."

"Then I put my foot on the back..." Qiao Jinshu said, but still let her step on it.

However, none of his ten toes were solid. They moved up and down with great flexibility, making Song Tingran's soles itchy.