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

"To be honest, this can be regarded as a coincidence. I have met Yue Dahe, otherwise I would not be so sure that this magic stick is fake." Song Tingran thought about it for a while and did not hide it. After all, Yue Dahe wanted to start over in an honest way. In life, he needs an identity. When he said it, there were only three of them here, and their voices were very low.

"Yue Dahe is not dead? You mean that the girl Yue didn't know about it?" Mayor Wu was a little surprised, but she did not ask where Yue Dahe was now.

"Well, if you know, Yue Dahe will have to go through such painful things no matter how many times, just call him dead, just die. Mayor Wu, Deputy Mayor Zhou, can you not tell that person. "

Village Chief Zhou couldn't make a decision privately. Looking at Wu Qinning, she thought quickly and said: "Song Tingran, if you don't talk about this matter, it won't hinder today's affairs. Do you want to help someone?" Bring Yue Dahe, right?"

"Well, you noticed it." Song Tingran was still very candid.

"I will tell the county magistrate in private about this matter. Although this girl-in-law is Yue Dahe's biological mother, her methods are really appalling. The law is nothing more than a favor. I will try my best to help him."

Song Tingran was very happy. From now on, Yue Dahe would be free. Wu Qinning was a man of his word. So, there was a high probability that she had a solution, but she couldn't say it before she did it.

"Thank you, Mayor Wu, and thank you, Deputy Mayor Zhou. Please take your time on the road."

Song Tingran was seeing her off, and her husband and villagers were also standing here to see her off.

The things and carriage brought by the magic stick before were also taken away and looked after by Wu Qinning's men.

The people gathered at the head of the village slowly dispersed.

"My boss, you know so many things. Do you know how to tell fortunes?" Li Fengmei pulled Song Tingran to talk. Qin Gen'er had already gone home.

"What? It happened to be seen by people in the store. Moreover, many vendors on the street saw it. It's not a secret, it just happened. That person caused trouble in my store. This matter and the person are related. ”

"Is that so? I thought you were really good at telling fortunes. I don't want to give this money to anyone."

After a few casual laughs, Song Tingran saw that the husbands were all bored, so he said he was going home to make dumplings, and separated from Li Fengmei.

The Song family's cubs still wanted to play here with Zhao Yuanbao and Zhao Jinbao, but it was already close to noon and they were about to have lunch.

Sang Cheng: "Be good, have a full meal at noon, and play together in the afternoon. You will be stronger. When the time comes, Fourth Daddy will send you here."

"Okay." The Zaizai didn't have any objections. After all, it wasn't like they couldn't see each other anymore, and they were all willing to listen to Sang Cheng's words.

Zhao Jinbao and Zhao Yuanbao's home is right here. They ran around like crazy all morning and then went home.

"Today's lunch, come to vote, what do you want to eat? Just order anything." Song Tingran was going to make lunch. The food at home is rich on weekdays, and he bought a lot of new year's goods, and ate it with all his heart. Can't finish it either.

Xiao Yuchen grinned and said honestly: "Eat meat, as long as you have meat, don't be picky about food."

Qiao Jinshu: "Eat the cake, my wife, would you like to eat the cake~"

Wen Li: "I haven't eaten noodles for a long time, but I kind of want to..."

Wen Ci: "I've already taken care of the ribs this morning. They're in the dark kitchen."

Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan, who shook his head and said everything was fine. Sang Cheng and Chang Yuqiao also meant the same.

"Then eat..." Song Tingran pretended to be mysterious. This seemed a bit difficult to handle at first glance, but her mind was filled with all kinds of delicious food, so she could handle it.

She turned around and went to the black kitchen, and her husband followed her in, leaving the cubs standing in the inner courtyard.

Song Leyu: "Mother doesn't seem to have asked us what we want to eat?"

Song Can: "Yeah, I didn't ask, but we have always been good babies, not picky eaters, and we eat whatever we want."

Shi Lean: "Yes, as long as dads like to eat it."

Song Qingyi: "Then let's go help in the kitchen now, right?"

Song Chuan: "Mother won't want us to go."

Song Lingjia: "Every time you speak, Chuan, you always make sense. My mother is not cooking, she is just flirting with my fathers. Do you know that?"

The Zaizai all looked at Song Tingran. She was a little embarrassed, covered her face and explained: "This is a word I learned in the medical workshop."

Song Changyue: "I've seen it in piano scores. It's a beautiful interaction between people who like each other."

The cubs all laughed and went to Song Lingjia's house. Because she had to study for homework, but she also loved to play, so she took the time to come.

In the dark kitchen, everyone was doing things in an orderly manner. Xiao Yuchen took the initiative to light the fire. The seats on the small bench were reserved for him. It would be very tiring not to sit and light the fire.

Wen Ci had thawed the ribs in the morning, poured them into hot water, added ginger, and star anise to remove the fishy smell. Wen Li was preparing the beans, Sang Cheng and Song Tingran were kneading the dough, Qiao Jinshu helped pull the noodles, and Shi Yan cut the beef and fish. Qiao also went to pick lettuce in the greenhouse.

"Master Wife, have I ever eaten this?" Qiao Jinshu asked eagerly.

"Well, one of them has eaten it, and the other one must have eaten something similar."

"Then, just eat two things?"

Song Tingran's hands were full of flour, and she rubbed it on Qiao Jinshu's nose, "How much more do you want to eat? It's not Yu Chen's appetite. Are you still secretly controlling your weight recently? Why am I watching you? My face is much thinner than before."

"Really?" Qiao Jinshu was very happy. In fact, he ate less during dinner, then lay down before finishing, and then lay down again after getting up to digest. It seemed to be effective.

"so...."

When Song Tingran came closer, Qiao Jinshu immediately dodged away, wiped the flour on his face, gloated, twisted his waist a few times, and said, "I can avoid you this time, I can do it again and again." They’ve all been fooled.”

Sang Cheng was suppressing a smile and looked at Qiao Jinshu's face covered with flour. He really didn't realize that his hands were also covered in flour. Originally there was only a little bit above the tip of his nose.

"Fourth brother, what are you laughing at?" Qiao Jinshu noticed Sang Cheng's smile.

"No, I'm not smiling. I'm making dough." He lowered his head, not daring to look, for fear of revealing his secret.

"Oh, I know! Fourth brother, are you laughing at the wife's failed sneak attack just now? It doesn't matter, just laugh boldly. If she dares to speak against you, I will avenge you!"

Qiao Jinshu threw half of the noodles on the panel with great momentum. Sang Cheng looked at Song Tingran, and both of them laughed.

"No, my wife, my fourth brother is laughing at you, why are you still laughing?"

"I just smiled when I saw Sang Cheng was cute and there was no flour on his face. Unlike some people who have flour all over their face and didn't know it yet."

Qiao Jinshu had a gossipy look on his face and took the initiative to approach Song Tingran and asked quietly: "Who is it?"