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

Liu Bai calmed down for a moment and pushed Song Tingran's hand away.

"What fish?"

"Go to sleep."

Liu Bai turned over and faced away from Song Tingran. She didn't care and just sat there quietly until she heard the faint sound of breathing. Then she slowly stood up and left.

When Song Tingran entered the yard, he saw Song Lingjia squatting on the ground waiting.

"Mom, you're back." She ran over.

"Hmm? Waiting for me?"

"Yeah, you didn't forget what you promised me, did you?"

"No, I haven't forgotten. Even if I forget anything, I will never forget what I promised you."

Song Lingjia was very happy and took out a piece of paper from her arms, on which was clearly written what she wanted.

"Mom, let me prepare with you."

"No, just go pack your things. Leave these to me. I will make sure they are all taken away tomorrow, not a single one is missing."

"Ok!"

Song Lingjia did not return to the house, but went to the study. Song Tingran walked over in a daze.

"Jia Jia, you..."

Song Tingran looked around and found that she was the only one in the study room.

"Mother, don't worry about me. I need to write some food supplements. They will be ready soon. I will go back to my room and sleep when I am done. Don't worry about me not being able to get up."

"it is good."

Song Lingjia was busy in the study, while Song Tingran went to the kitchen to work.

While looking at the list given by Song Lingjia, she searched for the items. If there were any, she would take them from home, and if there were none, she would take them from the farming space.

As she held it, Song Tingran felt something was not right. She frowned and observed the scene in the farming space.

Suddenly I found something weird. It turned out that the land where things had been taken away did not grow again immediately.

What's going on? This is the first time Song Tingran has encountered such a situation.

In the past, no matter what you took from the land, it would grow back quickly. But now is the growth rate slowing down, or is it not growing again at all?

Song Tingran was alone in the white kitchen, with his hands on the shelf. Everything here was still so real.

She shook her head and told herself not to think too much about it, maybe it was just that her growth rate was slowing down.

With her current financial resources, she would have no problem relying on farming for space, but it is very convenient, so she still uses it to store valuables and for emergencies.

Everything was prepared one by one, and it was really heavy. Song Tingran checked it again to make sure nothing was missed, and then went back to the house.

The next morning, the Song family was filled with laughter and joy. The two carriages were already ready, and all the necessary things were brought, no more and no less.

Song Tingran explained everything to everyone in the embroidery workshop. Ben went out often, so Luo Mingyue and the others knew what to do.

"Boss, Liu Bai went out early this morning. He said there was something going on in Shengjing City and asked me to tell you." Luo Mingyue said.

"Okay, got it."

The Song family's children took a carriage. Song Leyu was the last one to get on. She talked with Gu Yan for a while at the door.

Gu Yan just nodded, and kept nodding. He responded seriously to whatever Song Leyu said.

Song Lingjia was drowsy, as if she didn't sleep well last night. She brought a lot of things this time and was leaning on them to take a nap.

Xiao Yuchen was driving the carriage that carried the cubs, and Changyu Bridge was with him.

The other one was driven by Sang Cheng, with Song Tingran and her other husband in the carriage.

We left early today and Zhu Yuan hadn't come to the embroidery workshop yet. When we arrived at the town, Lin Qinghe and her family hadn't arrived yet, so we waited here for a while.

"My dear wife, I remember you said that you would take us to the south for fun this year. Are you going to change your mind and fool us with this half-mountain village we visited?"

Qiao Jinshu sat by the window of the carriage. Wild flowers and weeds on the roadside were all coming out, and the wind blowing over was warm.

"Jinshu, this is how you see me. When have I ever regretted something I promised?"

"That's true. So when are we going to the south?"

"Um... the second half of the year?"

"make a deal."

Qiao Jinshu stretched out his little finger, and Song Tingran hooked it as well. Now someone could feel completely relieved.

"My dear wife, do you think that person is Miss Qi?" Qiao Jinshu pointed towards the window.

Song Tingran looked over and it was true. Qi Gui was still the same as always, except that the person next to her was not Zhu Yuan.

Song Tingran had seen Qi Gui's other husband before. They had met once when they were selling things on the street.

After that, apart from Zhu Yuan, there was no news of Qi Gui taking in anyone else.

Now, the one next to me, and the one with whom I am acting so intimately, it is impossible not to think of something fishy.

Qi Gui didn't pay any attention to this side, but pulled the young man beside him away.

Wen Li: "No wonder Third Brother said that Miss Qi hasn't been coming to send Zhu Yuan to the embroidery workshop often recently."

Shi Yan: "I have heard a little bit about it, but it may not be because of the newcomer."

Wen Ci: "Miss Qi has been sending Zhu Yuan home for four years, even though it's not every day, but it's still the envy of others."

Qiao Jinshu: "I think it's because of the newcomers, otherwise why wouldn't they send him off? It's only a few steps away."

Song Tingran closed the window on this side and said, "Don't worry about other people's business. Just pretend you didn't see it."

Sang Cheng was sitting in the front row and was the first to notice Lin Qinghe and his family coming.

"My dear wife, Miss Lin is here." Xiao Yuchen quickly turned around and said.

Song Tingran walked out of the carriage and sat next to Sang Cheng in the front, "Sister Lin, here."

"You're really early. I thought I was early enough, but you got here first."

"I'm excited. If it wasn't dark, I would have come earlier."

Sang Cheng drove Zhiyi in the front, Xiao Yuchen drove the carriage in the middle, and Lin Qinghe and his family were at the back.

The three carriages were running back and forth at a fairly fast pace, because they wanted to take fewer breaks along the way and have a good rest when they reached the village halfway up the mountain.

From morning to dark, there was a short break for lunch.

When passing the fork in the Bingyue River, you can see the faint light and hawking sounds over there.

"My dear wife, now that we are here, we will almost reach Banshan Village." Sang Cheng said.

Now Song Tingran is driving the carriage, and they take turns on the road.

"Well, you can go in and rest for a while. You don't have to stay here with me."

Sang Cheng shook his head and took her arm, "I'm not tired. I want to stay here with you."

"Okay, then if you're tired, go inside. We still have fun tomorrow, so don't be listless."

"Ah."

This road is the same as before, because there are many bends, so Song Tingran drives slower, safety first.

It was finally around midnight and she felt a little pain in her shoulder.

The kids were already fast asleep in the carriage, and they woke up when the train stopped.

Banshan Village is a tourist village, and there are people watching over it in a special small house at the entrance of the village at night.

This person looked familiar. He should be a villager from Banshan Village whom Song Tingran had met when he came to visit before.