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

We set out from Banshan Village early and did not encounter any delays on the road. We just wanted to get home on the same day.

In the middle of the night, the three carriages arrived at the entrance of Ping'an Town.

Song Tingran's family and Lin Qinghe's family parted here.

"Sister Lin, go back to the restaurant and have a rest. Sleep more tomorrow. You are too tired from catching the bus."

"Yeah, you too. I see the kids are tired. You don't have to come and see me off tomorrow. I'm familiar with this route."

"Leaving tomorrow? You should rest for one more day instead of rushing."

Lin Qinghe smiled gently. Neither of them got off the carriage, but sat in the front of the carriage, talking.

"No, every day brings new troubles. When I go back, besides your matter, Zui Xiang Lou also has a lot of things waiting for me to make a decision."

"Then what time will I come to see you off tomorrow?"

Lin Qinghe waved her hand hastily, indicating that it was not necessary. Sending him off would just be a chance to meet, and they would have many more days to meet in the future.

The more they talked, the closer they got to separation, and they both felt a little sad.

Song Tingran asked again what time they would leave tomorrow, but Lin Qinghe didn't say.

"Okay, Sister Ran, let's go home. We can meet again in the future. I'm tired today. Even if you come to see me off tomorrow, it's just a meeting. Why not save it for next time when we play together?"

"Okay, I'll listen to my sister and have a safe trip."

"Go."

One carriage drove into Ping'an Town, and two carriages drove in the direction of Daniu Village.

When passing by the embroidery workshop, Song Tingran first looked at the roof of the workshop, and there was nothing on it.

It's already late at night and I haven't packed my things yet, so I might as well leave them all in the carriage and do it slowly after it's repaired tomorrow.

Song Tingran was lying on the bed, wishing she could go directly to the embroidery workshop and knock on the door to ask if Liu Bai had returned.

It was just very strange. Everyone in the embroidery workshop thought that Liu Bai had returned to Shengjing City, so knocking on the door in the middle of the night was impossible.

Changyuqiao fell asleep almost immediately, and did not forget to cover Song Tingran with a quilt.

Song Tingran looked at Changyu Bridge's handsome profile, and fell asleep in the quiet atmosphere and familiar environment.

I had a restless sleep and when I woke up suddenly I thought I was still in Banshan Village.

"Wife, why did you wake up so early?" Changyuqiao had just woken up. He had slept well and asked.

It's already daybreak, the sun is coming in through the windows, it's another sunny day.

"Yeah, I woke up suddenly. I'm going to the embroidery workshop. You can continue to sleep."

Song Tingran was sleeping on the inside. She rolled over Changyuqiao's body and quickly put on her clothes.

Chang Yuqiao couldn't sleep any more after seeing this, so he got up quickly and put on his clothes.

These days, the men of the Song family have been trying their best to coax Song Tingran, just to make her happy.

Everyone knew very well that if anything happened to Liu Bai, she would be very sad.

Changyu Bridge chased out, and Song Tingran ran so fast that he almost just gathered his hair.

Li Zhuangzhuang was sweeping the floor in front of the embroidery workshop.

"Aunt Song, are you back?"

"Where is Liu Bai?" Song Tingran asked anxiously. She seemed certain that the person was upstairs. After she finished speaking, she walked inside without waiting for a reply.

"Aunt Song, you forgot that Brother Liu Bai went back to Shengjing City. He said he had something to do and hasn't come back yet."

Song Tingran stopped and took a deep breath, and Chang Yuqiao ran to her side to support her.

"My dear wife, there are so many things going on at Liushui River Bank, so it must have been a delay."

"Yeah, too."

Song Tingran was supported by Chang Yuqiao and sat on a bench in the lobby of the embroidery workshop.

Changyuqiao prepared a glass of lemonade for her, which was neither hot nor cold, and very soft.

"My dear wife, please try my cooking." Chang Yuqiao said carefully, observing her expression.

"Ah."

Song Tingran took a sip. It should taste very good, but he couldn't think of the taste. It just spread in his mouth.

"Qiao, help me prepare paper and pen. I'm going to write a letter to Xiaokui."

"it is good."

There was paper and pen on the counter, and Chang Yuqiao quickly took them. Song Tingran picked up the pen, but didn't know where to start.

Finally, he just asked Liu Bai whether he had returned to the bank of Liushui River.

Zhu Yuan was working when Chang Yuqiao handed him the letter and told him to ask Qi Gui to arrange for the release as soon as possible when he returned home in the evening.

Shi Yan and Sang Cheng also came to the embroidery workshop.

"Wife, we all got up late this morning. You must be hungry. Let's go back and eat something."

Shi Yan placed his hand gently on her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm hungry. Are you hungry too?"

Shi Yan, Chang Yuqiao, and Sang Cheng all nodded repeatedly, and Song Tingran looked up the corridor.

Changyu Bridge: "My dear wife, I just remembered that I put two pieces of cloth upstairs. They are very beautiful. Do you want to take a look?"

"Ah."

Song Tingran pulled Chang Yuqiao upstairs. Sang Cheng wanted to follow him, but Shi Yan grabbed him at the right time.

"Sang Cheng, let's just wait here, we'll be down soon."

"Okay, big brother."

"My wife didn't like the little tricks you played before. Come back and try some new ones later."

"All right."

Upstairs, Song Tingran went directly to Liu Bai's room and knocked on the door before entering.

It was empty inside.

"Bridge, let's go."

"Wife, don't you want to look at the cloth?"

"Is there really a cloth?" Song Tingran felt depressed, but tried to keep his tone light.

"There is cloth."

They both laughed, and Chang Yuqiao followed her down the stairs.

"My dear wife, I will always be with you. We will all always be with you." Chang Yuqiao said softly, blending in with the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Well, family stays together forever."

The four returned to the Song family.

Liu Yun felt strange when Song Tingran ran over just now, but when she saw the four people came back as if nothing had happened, her worries disappeared and she did not ask.

The shelter is beginning to take shape, and the workers are working more and more enthusiastically.

It was called breakfast, but in fact it was already noon. Today the whole family took a day off and no one went out, all staying at home.

Xiao Yuchen and his companions cleaned up the carriage. The two horses, which had been out for several days, had eaten too much grass when they returned home.

Sang Cheng, Wen Ci and Wen Li were all washing clothes in the yard, and the kids were helping.

Changyu Bridge was sweeping the stairs, while Xiao Yuchen and Qiao Jinshu were weeding in the fields.

Song Tingran was also cleaning the room, and Shi Yan was busy beside him.

"I kind of forgot about this dress. When was it made?"

Song Tingran took out an apricot-colored rain flower skirt from the closet and asked.

"Two years ago? I can't quite remember, but I didn't wear this one very often."

"Yeah, indeed."

Song Tingran took it and looked at it, then put it under his nose and smelled it. There was no peculiar smell, so it was stored well.

"Wife, you haven't made new clothes for a long time. How about we choose some fabrics together and make a few more light-colored ones? It will be summer soon."

Song Tingran threw the clothes in his hand and went into the closet again.

I haven’t made new clothes for a long time, about half a month?