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

Shi Yan pointed behind Qiao Jinshu. He looked back blankly and saw that Sang Cheng and the others had already started to fish out the meat.

"Ah, the meat is ready, wait for me, give me a chopstick!"

Qiao Jinshu regretted it now. If he hadn't been naughty, the meat roll would have been in his mouth long ago.

This time, Shi Yan won quietly.

"My dear wife, what do you want to eat? I'll help you get it." Shi Yan picked up Song Tingran's bowl.

"Eating hotpot is just casual, don't worry about me, just eat your food."

"it is good."

Shi Yan also took a little bit and ate slowly beside Song Tingran.

Song Tingran picked up the chopsticks and picked up some bamboo shoots and spinach cooked in the tomato pot for Shi Yan.

"eat more."

"Uh-huh."

The green bamboo shoots are sweet and Shi Yan likes them. Song Tingran specially picked them for him, and they taste even better.

Changyu Bridge is concentrating on playing the piano with his eyes closed, which is full of beauty. If it weren't for these hot pots here, it would really be like entering a fairyland, full of fairy air.

Just because of these hot pots, Song Tingran boldly guessed that Changyu Bridge closed his eyes because he was afraid of being greedy.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Song Tingran picked up a clean empty bowl, added some sesame paste with sugar, and then scooped it into the tomato pot.

It was definitely a bowl of delicious hotpot, Song Tingran took it and walked to Changyu Bridge.

"bridge."

Changyu Bridge felt the sound was very close, he opened his eyes slightly hazily, and in front of him was a bowl of hot pot with both meat and vegetables.

His hands showed no sign of stopping, but his self-control was no longer strong.

In the end, reason overcame appetite.

"My dear wife, wait until I finish playing this song."

"Okay."

Song Tingran found a stool and sat next to him, constantly turning the vegetables and meat in the bowl.

"Is this delicious?" Song Tingran teased deliberately.

Chang Yuqiao ignored him and continued playing the piano. Song Tingran picked up a piece of boneless fish and put it to his mouth.

Almost subconsciously, he opened his mouth and ate it.

This is just like when modern people are on the phone, they will take whatever the person next to them gives them.

Changyu Bridge was also a little dazed, but he was still playing the Yueqin. Song Tingran fed him mouthful by mouthful until the song ended.

"My dear wife, this is not elegant."

"Is it delicious? Do you like me feeding you? Will you eat it again next time?"

Soul asked three times.

"It's delicious. I like it. I'll eat it." Chang Yuqiao answered one by one and put down the Yueqin in his hand.

"Third brother, I also prepared a bowl for you. You ate the one my wife gave you, so you are not allowed to waste mine."

Qiao Jinshu lifted the bowl beside him. It was not spicy either. Everyone knew that Chang Yuqiao didn't like spicy food, so he only ate a little.

Sang Cheng also raised a bowl, "And mine, I've prepared the sauce and got the chopsticks ready."

"And us!" Song Changyue shouted. This dish was made by the cubs together, and the ingredients in it were carefully selected.

Song Tingran looked helpless, touched his belly and said, "Come on, you can do it."

Before Chang Yuqiao could say anything, Wen Ci pulled him away to eat together. The seats were reserved.

"Wife, something big happened this afternoon."

Qiao Jinshu reminded him that he couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to speak, but Changyu Bridge was playing and he couldn't interrupt.

The husbands who did not go to the town did not know what was going on and were very curious. The kids were busy eating and listened attentively and talked non-stop about these things.

"I'm a bit lazy, so why not..."

Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan, and Qiao Jinshu became anxious. The little Jinshu in his heart was already shouting, choose me, choose me!

"Depend on....."

Song Tingran continued to look at Sang Cheng with a firm gaze. Qiao Jinshu had completely given up.

"Let Jinshu tell everyone about it."

Qiao Jinshu thought he had heard it wrong. He was clearly looking at Sang Cheng just now. He realized that someone did it on purpose, but he didn't care at all.

He still likes this little trick.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, immediately got into the role, and began to explain in vivid detail from the beginning when Jiang Bai returned to the inn.

Every time at a critical moment, I have to say a lot on purpose and make it sound thrilling.

The cubs looked at each other with more admiration, this is the most powerful mother in the world!

While Qiao Jinshu was explaining, no one ate anything and everyone was completely focused.

"That's what happened. Then we came back and saw this delicious hot pot."

Qiao Jinshu sat down and looked at the pot in horror. "The tripe is overcooked. What a sin."

There is no gap at all, and the granularity of the connection is invisible.

Sang Cheng went to Bai's kitchen to get hot water and added water to each pot.

Next, Xiao Yuchen helped to move Song Changyue's guzheng down, and she played a simple piece of music, "Red Plums Falling in the Snow", for everyone.

You can tell that it's still immature in some places, but being able to play it completely independently in such a short time is already amazing.

Changyu Bridge listened quietly throughout the whole process and gave the warmest praise afterwards.

"Yueyue, come to mother quickly, you are so amazing, my baby."

Song Changyue was a little shy. It was the first time she showed her achievements to her whole family.

"Mom, I will definitely play better in the future!"

"Of course, my Yueyue is the best!"

Song Leyu also wrote a word "Fu" and immediately pasted it on the wall of the corridor on the first floor. He could see it every time he passed by here.

Everyone who wanted to share showed off their personal talents, and those who didn’t want to share applauded and praised them, and the whole family had a great time.

The hotpot lasted until midnight. Xiao Yuchen drank some wine and even though he was drunk he still wanted to do boxing.

"Yuchen, you are just drunken boxing. Go wash your face and go to sleep."

"Okay, go right away."

Xiao Yuchen was drunk, but he was still obedient and went straight to the bathroom.

Song Tingran was worried and wanted to go check it out, but Shi Yan said he would go check it out and asked Sang Cheng to accompany her to rest early.

fair enough,

After a busy day, we played until midnight.

Song Tingran turned around to look in the direction of the embroidery workshop. It was high up here and she couldn't see the two-story building of the embroidery workshop. She secretly swore in her heart that she must find Liu Bai.

"Wife, what are you looking at?"

Sang Cheng also looked in the direction Song Tingran was looking, but there was nothing there, not even the moon was in that direction.

"I was wondering if Liu Bai is still alive. Those people are very skilled in martial arts. Even if he is very powerful, he can't beat so many people."

Sang Cheng held her hand. In his heart, he had long regarded Liu Bai as his own family. This alone was enough.

"My dear wife, he will be fine. He must have been delayed by something. And didn't you say that maybe he has something he can't tell you?"

"Yes, he has always been blessed with good fortune. He is lucky wherever he goes."

"Well, when he comes back, I'll make him hot pot and make up for what he missed."

"it is good."

The two held hands and went back to the main house. Sang Cheng drank a little bit of wine in the evening, not much, but it made him very drunk, and his face was flushed under the candlelight.