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

The waiter at the portrait studio clearly heard Sang Cheng's voice right next to him, and the situation was a bit awkward.

Song Tingran pretended that nothing happened and said, "Of course, let's choose the frame."

Sang Cheng continued to choose, but he was very upset because he couldn't hold back his voice just now.

Now it's okay, if the people around him heard it, they might talk about it privately. He didn't care, he was just afraid that Song Tingran would be criticized.

Song Tingran stood next to Sang Cheng, tilting his head and looking at him with a smile, and he felt less nervous.

The man who had just admonished the young man was already sitting side by side with a girl in a purple skirt, and the painter was also ready.

The girl in the purple skirt called to the young man standing beside her, "Come on, it's about to begin."

The young man raised his eyes and did not dare to go over. He responded: "My wife, you and your elder brother can paint. I don't like to be involved in painting."

The woman in the purple skirt gave up. The older man next to her glanced at the younger husband with great satisfaction, and then the two of them sat closer, looking very sweet.

This scene was watched by Song Tingran and Sang Cheng. He suddenly hesitated, but it was only for a moment. Song Tingran had already taken his hand and sat down.

"If you can't choose, then don't choose. I'll finish the painting later and then choose slowly." Song Tingran took Sang Cheng's hand, and the two of them sat side by side.

Because Sang Cheng was wearing women's clothing, the two looked like close friends and blood sisters.

He smiled brightly, and Song Tingran was also happy. The painter couldn't help praising him as he painted.

The painters are all veterans and they paint here every day. Their speed is not slow and their strokes are precise. They are dressed gorgeously and have many details. They still spent a lot of effort.

"I can't hold on anymore." Song Tingran kept sitting like this, her waist was a little tired.

Sang Cheng did the same and moved accordingly. The painter stopped writing and said, "Two distinguished guests, please hold on a little longer and it will be fine soon."

The two of them immediately resumed their previous postures. In fact, their faces were almost frozen with laughter.

Fortunately, everything was worth it. The finished product can be said to be perfect and the painting is lifelike.

I also picked a very high-quality nanmu picture frame, and this painting looks even more expensive.

After paying the money, Song Tingran took Sang Cheng out of the portrait gallery. He kept looking at it and couldn't put it down.

Most of the people who come and go in this portrait studio are the heads of the family and their husbands, who are painting here, in the shop or at the door. There are not a few young men waiting.

"My wife, I'm very happy. I put this painting on my bedside. I can see it when I wake up every day before going to bed."

"Okay."

On the way back to Gambling Stone Square, the beggar Sang Cheng gave the buns to was still here. He huddled up and seemed to be scared.

When Song Tingran and Sang Cheng walked past here again, the beggar suddenly stood up to stop them and knelt at Sang Cheng's feet.

"Good Samaritan, thank you for the buns. I, I really have nowhere to go. Can you take me in? I will eat one meal every day." The beggar kept kowtowing.

Sang Cheng stood in front of Song Tingran. The beggar was very dirty.

"Do you know us?" Song Tingran asked.

The beggar stopped kowtowing, still lowered his head, and replied: "I don't know him, but I know the benefactor who gave me the buns. I know what he has become."

Sang Cheng was very embarrassed. Even though he felt pity for this person, the matter of women's clothing was discovered just like this.

Song Tingran felt that this beggar had good eyesight, but even if his origin was unknown, she would not take him back easily.

"You admitted the wrong person." Song Tingran said lightly, and then led Sang Cheng away. The beggar knelt there and watched for a long time.

"Master Wife, I thought you would definitely save this beggar. After all, the shelter at home is probably almost completed."

"I have an idea, but I've never seen this beggar before. It's really unfamiliar. Let's take a closer look."

"Ah."

The two got on the carriage and went directly to Wu Qining's house instead of going home.

Sang Cheng was waiting in the carriage. He was holding the portrait, not lonely at all, and was playing with his little skirt.

Song Tingran went in to visit Wu Qining.

"Miss Song, you really don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Come, sit down and have a cup of tea. This is a gift from the prefect. It is distributed by the imperial court. It is a good thing in the palace. Try it."

"Thank you, Mayor Wu."

Song Tingran tasted it and found that it was indeed sweet and delicious, but it was a pity that it was something from the palace and could not be bought outside, otherwise he could have brought some back to Shi Yan.

"Mayor Wu, I came today and didn't say hello in advance. It's really intrusive."

"It's okay, please tell me."

Song Tingran explained that the Sihai Escort Agency did not come to deliver the goods on time.

"Mayor Wu, I suspect that the Sihai Escort Bureau is in danger. In this case, can we ask the government for help?"

Wu Qinning looked troubled and drank a cup of tea, "I can understand your mood, but there is no evidence in this matter and it involves business, so it is very difficult to handle."

Song Tingran understood that it was not like a family member was lost, and the government office could help find him.

This Sihai Escort Agency is involved in business, to put it bluntly, it is hard to say whether they ran away with their things.

Seeing that Song Tingran was very worried, Wu Qinning took a sip of tea and slowly spoke again, "Well, there is only one main road leading to our place. If the escort comes here, they will definitely not take the small road. I will help you. Ask if there have been any accidents on the road recently, and also ask the store where you buy things to ask about the situation and be prepared."

"Thank you, Mayor Wu. If that's the case, I won't feel at ease. Thank you so much!" Song Tingran was pleasantly surprised. Wu Qining would definitely be much faster than him.

After saying goodbye, Wu Qining even sent Song Tingran to the door, and gave her some tea from the palace.

She accepted it for Shi Yan.

Song Tingran didn't expect to be able to talk for so long inside, so he simply drove the carriage to pick up Song Lingjia and Song Changyue.

"Master Wife, has Mayor Wu promised to help us?"

"Well, don't worry, wait until the news comes before making plans. But, do you want to change your clothes here?"

Sang Cheng was stunned. He was actually a little used to dressing like this. He had already gone home, so he decided not to change, but now he decided to pick up the two children on the spur of the moment.

"Change!"

Song Tingran drove the carriage into an alley with fewer people, and then sat outside to keep watch. As soon as the carriage was turned off, Sang Cheng changed into clothes inside.

After a while, before Sang Cheng had finished changing, Song Tingran knocked on the car door, "Sang Cheng, we have to hurry up."

"My wife, I, I have a problem, please come in and help me.

The car door can also be locked on the inside. After Song Tingran entered, it was locked. If the car door was accidentally opened, wouldn't it be a sudden burst of happiness?

Sang Cheng's face was red, his clothes were in a mess, and his headdress was all removed.