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

"Give me a bite." Song Tingran leaned closer.

Qiao Jinshu looked at how many there were on the table and reluctantly handed them over.

Song Tingran immediately grabbed his hand, then ate the Lingshui cake in small bites, her lips touching his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

"If you don't taste good, I won't let you eat." He withdrew his hand, but Song Tingran held it tightly, not giving him a chance.

The two of them were flirting, and a boy from the racecourse came over in embarrassment.

Song Tingran naturally let go of Qiao Jinshu's hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Dear guest, the injured girl just now was seen by the doctor at our racecourse. It's a little serious and can't be treated. She has to go to the hospital in the town. She said it was caused by you. She asked the younger one to come to you and go to the hospital together. Hall." The racecourse boy just passed the message.

"In addition to the people at your racecourse, many distinguished guests saw the whole process. It was not my fault, so I did not accompany her to see the doctor or pay compensation."

Song Tingran spoke very calmly, and that was what he planned in his heart.

The racecourse boy was in trouble, and he hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"Just say you didn't find me." Song Tingran reminded.

This was no less than an enlightenment. The racecourse boy thanked Song Tingran for leaving and stopped him.

"By the way, she is an unreasonable and self-centered person at first glance. If you ask your racecourse to compensate, you don't have to pay compensation. Just blame it on me."

"This..." The racecourse boy seemed to have heard some fantasy and couldn't believe it.

"It's okay, I have my own way."

"Thank you, distinguished guest."

After the racecourse boy left, Qiao Jinshu immediately asked, "My wife, why are you letting the racecourse people push us?"

"You're stupid. That person doesn't know us, and this racecourse doesn't have a real-name system. Where can we find us?"

"Oh, my wife, you are even more rogue than me."

Qiao Jinshu immediately packed up the things on the table. Song Tingran held his hand and asked, "Don't want to eat?"

"Eat it, take it home, don't waste it."

"Go home now?"

"That's right, someone came looking for her and we were going to be in trouble again. We are definitely not afraid, but we are just annoyed when we see her."

Song Tingran opened another package that Qiao Jinshu had packed, and slowly poured a cup of the famous lotus tea here.

Qiao Jinshu just looked at it and became excited.

"Master Wife, are you going to fight? I can do it. The stick just now is good. I'll go with the two who can take advantage of you."

"Stop, sit down."

Qiao Jinshu only sat down halfway, while the other half was still eager to try.

"Don't fight, my Jinshu, what is going on in your head? What I mean is that we should do whatever we need to do, that person will not be found."

"Why? Then she is too cowardly!"

"Think about it, this racecourse is a big place after all, and the doctor she hired is probably very powerful. If he can't cure it, you can imagine how seriously the person was injured. In this case, she asked the people at the racecourse to She came to us but couldn’t find her. Did she go to see a doctor or come to me in person?”

Song Tingran pointed at his head and asked him to think about it.

"Well, she must be going to see a doctor. Nothing is more important than her life. Then she won't know when it will be after she sees the doctor."

"Yeah, so let's play here peacefully. To put it another way, if she finds me in the future, I will say that the racecourse is out of control, and the racecourse will say that it is my problem. She is also busy kicking the ball back and forth."

Qiao Jinshu gave a thumbs up and admired deeply, "My wife, I said that Jiajia's little head has so many bad ideas. It turns out that they are all inherited from you."

Song Tingran flew over with a milk cake.

"It's not hitting, it's just not hitting."

Qiao Jinshu was so proud that he didn't forget to pick up the milk tea from the floor and put it on the edge of the table to avoid accidentally stepping on it.

"I didn't inherit it from you. Jiajia is just like you being carved from the same mold."

"That's right! With such excellent qualities, I must stay."

"You are so shameless." Song Tingran said jokingly.

Qiao Jinshu made a face, completely disapproving of it, and replied, "No."

In the afternoon, the two played several games with other novices in the small court. Because everyone was just learning, it was not as intense as the big court. Everyone here could hit the ball. It was a burst of joy, the atmosphere was invincible, and Song was laughing so hard. Ran's cheeks hurt when he heard that.

"My wife, I feel like I have wrinkles this afternoon." Qiao Jinshu touched his face.

"Let me see."

Song Tingran came over very seriously, looked around carefully, and then nodded very solemnly.

"It's really grown. There are several strips in the corners of my eyes."

"Ah! Really?" Seeing it with the naked eye, Qiao Jinshu panicked.

Song Tingran didn't say anything, suppressed a smile and continued walking forward. Qiao Jinshu paused for a few seconds and chased after him, "You lied to me."

"correct."

Song Tingran was not stupid enough to wait where he was and ran away, with Qiao Jinshu chasing after him.

The two of them ran all the way outside the racecourse. Zhiyi ate the feed given by the people at the racecourse in the afternoon and was now in high spirits.

"No more trouble, no more trouble."

Song Tingran hid next to Zhiyi, she was tired from running.

On the other hand, Qiao Jinshu was tired from running, but he said very harshly, "Run, why didn't you run away? You even lied to me that I had wrinkles, which made me heartbroken."

"You're already so tired. Just say a few words and we'll stop making trouble and go rest in the carriage, okay?"

"I'm not tired." Breathing in and out, inhaling again, the voice was a bit loud.

The two stood across from each other, breathing loudly.

They each got on the carriage quietly, and it was so comfortable the moment they sat down.

Qiao Jinshu lay down directly, opened the carriage door, and lay down directly in.

"Jinshu, it must be dirty in here."

"It's okay, it's just that my shoes are dusty, and it hasn't rained. I'll wash my clothes when I get back. Wife, please lie down for a while."

It was very tempting, so Song Tingran resisted and just leaned against the car door.

After resting for a while, both of them regained their energy, and Qiao Jinshu took the initiative to catch the carriage.

The two were about to pick up Song Lingjia and go home, but they saw the beggar Sang Cheng was giving out buns to again near Gambling Stone Square.

He was still kneeling there, but he looked even more miserable.

This street had a large flow of people and the carriages were slow. Song Tingran looked back again.

At this glance, he saw two children bullying him and throwing mud at him.

He wasn't angry or resisting, he just blocked it and even went to wipe the child's hands.

"Master Wife, do you know that beggar?"

"Sang Cheng gave him steamed buns before, and it seems like he always begs here."

"Then he's pretty good at finding a place. It's really nice and there are so many people, so why does it have to be like this?" Qiao Jinshu said casually.