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

"Wife, brother, what are you talking about? You look so happy."

Wen Ci carried the watermelon directly into the dark kitchen. The watermelon that had just been fished out of the well could not be eaten directly and had to be left for a while.

"They say Heihei is good at eating, just like our dog."

"Heihei is indeed a big eater. I remember that Manfu couldn't eat as much as him when he was a child."

Song Tingran and Wen Li naturally held hands and prepared to go to Li Fengmei's house to see what was going on and why it was so lively.

Before leaving, she asked other husbands in the family if they wanted to go with her.

Wen Ci went with them. Chang Yuqiao was busy with work in the embroidery workshop, Sang Cheng was taking a shower nearby, and Xiao Yuchen had just washed his hair, which was not dry yet.

The three of them walked along the path between the Song family and the embroidery workshop.

"My dear wife, the shelter is almost completed, that's great." Wen Li said.

"Well, Liu Yun and the others are old friends. I went to see them yesterday. The design is excellent. In addition to the space reserved for bunk beds, each room also has windows and places to put things. Every inch is really used."

"My dear wife, when the shelter is built, will we let Lu Zhonganfu and the others live there?"

Speaking of Lu Zhong, Song Tingran was a little hesitant. Liu Bai had said before that maybe there was something wrong with Lu Zhong.

However, after observing for so many days, nothing can be detected right under everyone's noses.

Instead, he rushed to do the work and took good care of Yong'er.

Maybe Liu Bai was wrong, but Song Tingran was still willing to believe what he said without any evidence.

He said he would be fine and would come back, and he would definitely come back.

"Wife?" Wen Ci called again, bringing Song Tingran back to reality.

"Well, we'll see when the time comes. For the time being, let Lu Zhong, Yong'er, and An Fu go."

"Uh-huh."

As the three of them walked, they met other villagers along the way, all of whom were going to Li Fengmei's house to watch the fun.

That’s how it is in the village. Whenever something happens in someone’s house, everyone is willing to go and watch.

If help is needed, those who can will try to help and won't just sit there and do nothing.

"Miss Song, do you know what's going on?" asked Aunt Wang, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand.

"I don't know. I just heard about it. I thought I'd take a stroll since I have nothing to do."

Aunt Wang said mysteriously, "There was a rumor before that Xiao Ping was going to propose marriage to her beloved Xiao Anyu."

"Really?"

Even though he had heard rumors before, Song Tingran was still surprised.

"Really? How can this be fake? Li Fengmei is just around the corner. Let's go."

There were so many people outside Li Fengmei's house that you couldn't see what was going on inside the yard even if you stood at the back.

Wen Ci and Wen Li stood on the left and right of Song Tingran, standing on tiptoe to look inside.

Aunt Wang asked about the situation inside and immediately started chatting.

It was said that they were getting along quite well. Xiao Ping brought Xiao Anyu with her and brought a lot of things, and they were currently talking in the house.

From this perspective, Li Fengmei still prefers Xiao Anyu, otherwise she would have just rejected him outright and why would they have talked in the room for so long.

"Where is Zhuangzhuang? Did he go to the embroidery workshop today?" Song Tingran asked.

"He was there in the morning, but I don't know if he is here now. My third brother has been busy in the embroidery workshop this afternoon."

Wen Ci stood on tiptoe to look inside again. Someone had been watching here for quite a while and was tired now. As soon as he vacated the space, it was taken by him.

"My dear wife, Wen Li, come here and take a look." Wen Ci waved his hand.

The two of them went over immediately and were already in a relatively forward position.

I just heard that Xiao Ping brought a lot of things, but now I can see it with real eyes.

The yard of Li Fengmei's house was newly renovated some time ago because Li Xiaohua is getting engaged soon and it will look better this way.

"My dear wife, Miss Xiao is really generous. She gave me so many things. It seems that she really likes Zhuang Zhuang."

Wen Li sighed and counted them. There were eight things in total. Bringing these with him when proposing marriage in the village would definitely be a glorious thing.

"Yeah, Xiao Anyu and Zhuang Zhuang grew up together, so that's not bad."

Song Tingran looked at this matter completely objectively.

After a while, Li Fengmei politely escorted Xiao Ping and Xiao Anyu out. Because this was a happy event, those who were watching the fun at the door were a little bit excited.

Xiao Ping looked embarrassed and picked up the things in the yard. Xiao Anyu also took some.

That's what no means.

The onlookers also understood the situation and dispersed in twos and threes. Song Tingran also quickly pulled Wen Ci and Wen Li away without looking back.

"It's really embarrassing, really."

Song Tingran said as he walked towards home that usually such a grand visit to propose marriage would definitely be agreed upon in private, and then the specific matters would be discussed in person.

How come this isn't working?

Could it be that Xiao Ping had not made an appointment with Li Fengmei beforehand, but just rashly brought the things to her house?

When the three of them arrived home, Xiao Yuchen immediately brought over the cut watermelon.

The watermelon was big, and even if no one ate two pieces, there would still be some left. Song Tingran asked Xiao Yuchen to deliver it to Liu Yun and the others to quench their thirst.

While they were eating, Xiao Ping came. There was some watermelon juice on Song Tingran's face, so she wiped it off quickly.

Because we were eating here as a family, the table wasn't very spacious and was a little messy.

The men of the Song family hurriedly packed up.

Judging from the pace of her steps, Xiao Ping must have just returned home and put her things down and came here.

"Xiao Ping, come and sit down. It's a good time to eat some watermelon. It's so sweet."

"Don't worry, I have something to do, I'll leave right after this, and I really can't eat."

Even though Xiao Ping said that, the cut watermelon couldn't be taken away, otherwise it would seem like she was deliberately not letting people eat it.

Sang Cheng brought some tea, and the men of the Song family left.

There were only Song Tingran and Xiao Ping in the dining room.

"Miss Song, you saw me just now. I brought so many things to your door and carried them back in front of so many people."

Just now, Song Tingran and the other two were standing in front. She wanted to say that she didn't see it, but she couldn't. She could only nod. She didn't know the whole story and wanted to see what Xiao Ping meant first.

"Miss Song, I don't care about whether this is embarrassing or not. I don't care about the stupid things I did when I was young. I just want to arrange a good marriage for An Yu."

"I understand. This is all for the child. Drink some water first and talk slowly."

Song Tingran pushed the teacup towards Xiao Ping, and she picked it up, took a sip, and put it down.

"Li Zhuangzhuang, this girl is from the same village. She grew up under my eyes. She went to school for a year and has been working in your embroidery workshop ever since. I am very satisfied with her. Now my daughter An Yu is also running a small business and she needs someone like you to take care of her."

Xiao Ping's vision is indeed good. In the entire Danniu Village, Li Zhuangzhuang's conditions are among the best.