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

Song Tingran was very satisfied. He first took the basket from Sang Cheng and gave it directly to Cai Yun.

"Take it."

Cai Yun took it with both hands, still a little bit unsettled. Working in a restaurant was already a job that others would beg for and envy.

Wen Ci had a natural smile on his face, "My dear wife, there is milk in it."

"It just so happens that Cai Yun's doctor is pregnant and can be supplemented."

Song Tingran immediately took it from Wen Ci and placed it in Cai Yun's arms, otherwise it would fall to the ground if she didn't hold it.

Cai Yun held a basket of fresh vegetables in one hand and a jar of milk in the other.

"Boss, this..." Cai Yun panicked and looked at the thing in her hand.

"They are all homemade, and the milk is fresh, but I have to cook it before drinking it when I get home."

Cai Yun's eyes were red. Apart from her family, no one was so kind to her.

"Okay, go to the village head and wait for the oxcart. When we get to town, go home first and put your things down before going to the restaurant."

"Yes." Cai Yun agreed, "Thank you, Boss. I will definitely take care of that matter."

Song Tingran and Cai Yun were talking as they walked.

"Just do your best, but do it secretly and don't tell anyone else in the restaurant."

"Okay, Boss, I understand."

Cai Yun was sent to the gate of the Song family.

Li Zhuangzhuang came out of the embroidery workshop, carrying a large pot of hot water, to give it to Liu Yun and the others.

"Aunt Song."

Li Zhuangzhuang greeted loudly, because this was the second time he met Cai Yun, and he nodded slightly as a courtesy.

"Zhuangzhuang, be careful, don't get burned."

It was obvious that the water had just boiled; the lid of the kettle was still shaking and emitting steam.

"Don't worry, Aunt Song. I have a plan."

Li Zhuangzhuang placed the kettle on the table next to the shelter, which had been there all this time.

Then he didn't leave, but carefully poured hot water for Liu Yun and the others.

This is something that is done almost every day. Liu Yun and the others are familiar with Li Zhuangzhuang. They chat with him from time to time while pouring hot water. They all think that Li Zhuangzhuang is a good kid, very down-to-earth and serious about his work.

Cai Yun was confused. She saw Li Zhuangzhuang working in an embroidery workshop last time, and today was further proof that he was working in the embroidery workshop. Why didn't she call him "boss" or something like that, but just called him "Auntie Song".

The doubt was written all over his face, it was quite obvious. He looked at Li Zhuangzhuang again and again.

"Cai Yun, do you still remember Li Fengmei? She was with me that day and said she would introduce you to a suitable young husband."

Song Tingran prepared to explain.

"Remember, Boss."

"The one pouring the hot water is Li Fengmei's son, Li Zhuangzhuang. I watched him grow up."

"I see. What a coincidence."

Cai Yun smiled brightly, said goodbye to Song Tingran, and left with her things.

Li Zhuangzhuang also poured hot water, and the two walked to the intersection on the road.

Song Tingran had already returned home and closed the door.

When the two of them met, they always had to talk. Otherwise, it would be a bit awkward to just go their separate ways. After all, they both worked for the Song family and this was their second meeting.

"Well... let me help you carry it." Li Zhuangzhuang saw that Cai Yun carried a lot of things, and thought that he was free today, so he helped.

He is also so enthusiastic when he sees a neighbor in need of help on the road in the village.

"No, I can take it. Thank you, Li Zhuangzhuang."

Li Zhuangzhuang was surprised, "How do you know my name?"

"The boss told me, and I also know your mother."

"That's it."

Li Zhuangzhuang didn't expect that Cai Yun knew his mother. He thought they must be good friends. After all, they both worked for the Song family, so it was normal for them to know each other. He just didn't know it. He suddenly felt that they were much closer.

"Well, okay, go back to the embroidery workshop and work, don't waste time."

"Okay." Li Zhuangzhuang paused and wanted to say goodbye, but it would be impolite without addressing her, but he didn't know her name.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Zhuangzhuang asked softly, "I don't know what to call you."

"Cai Yun, we look about the same age. I may be a few years older than you. Just call me by my name."

"That's not nice. I'd better call you Miss Cai."

Cai Yun didn't care about these titles, but seeing Li Zhuangzhuang's look, she just let him do it.

"Then I'll leave." Cai Yun said.

"Go slowly, Miss Cai, and be careful on the road."

"go Go."

Cai Yun wanted to wave her hand and make time for it, so she turned and left after saying this.

Li Zhuangzhuang also hurried back to the embroidery workshop. There were not many customers today. Luo Mingyue and Zhu Yuan were embroidering patterns with Chang Yuqiao. Lu Zhong was cleaning the room with Yong'er and Anfu.

Song Tingran had just returned home and hadn't sat down for a while when Li Zhuangzhuang came knocking on the door.

"Aunt Song, Aunt Song!" There was a loud knock on the door.

Sang Cheng opened the door and Li Zhuangzhuang ran straight in for the first time.

Seeing how anxious he was, Song Tingran also asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Zhuangzhuang?"

"Aunt Song, Brother Mingyue's family is here. They are right in front of the embroidery workshop. Let's go and take a look."

Ever since there was no news from Luo Mingyue's family last time, Song Tingran thought the matter was over.

To be on the safe side, she also brought Xiao Yuchen with her, and then hurried to the embroidery workshop with Li Zhuangzhuang.

There were three people standing in front of the embroidery workshop, one woman and two men. Their clothes were clean and not cheap, at least better than those worn by ordinary villagers, but they had no temperament at all.

Looking at it this way, the clothes looked like they were stolen.

Song Tingran ignored the three people and looked around the embroidery workshop first. Everything was normal. She breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that no big fuss had broken out yet.

Chang Yuqiao immediately walked out of the embroidery workshop, "Wife, these are Luo Mingyue's parents."

Before he finished introducing himself, Luo's mother spoke up: "I am Luo Mingyue's mother, this is his eldest father, and this is his youngest father."

Song Tingran frowned when she heard the accent. Chang Yuqiao whispered in her ear, "Wife, they want to take Luo Mingyue away. They won't go into the embroidery workshop, nor will they leave. They will take her away soon. I asked Luo Mingyue to stay inside first."

"Yeah." Song Tingran roughly understood the situation.

"You guys want to take Luo Mingyue away?"

Luo's mother: "Yes, Luo Mingyue is my son. I am here to pick him up today. He has been out there for so many years and doesn't even know his last name. How dare he disobey me?

"There are a lot of people coming and going here, and there are no customers in the embroidery workshop today, so why don't we go in and talk slowly?"

"No, just ask Luo Mingyue to come out and we'll leave now. No need to go through so much trouble. By the way, you still have to pay her the wages."

Song Tingran asked Li Zhuangzhuang to call Luo Mingyue out, and then the others did what they were supposed to do in the embroidery workshop.

Li Zhuangzhuang quickly called Luo Mingyue out, and he stayed inside.

Now, besides these three people, there are Luo Mingyue, Chang Yuqiao, Song Tingran, and Xiao Yuchen at the entrance of the embroidery workshop.