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

"It's better for Gen to work hard, otherwise others won't be able to seize this opportunity."

Qin's mother smiled even more. Who wouldn't like others praising their children?

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Song. If you need anything in the future, let Gen'er help you."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Qin's mother said that she would wait for the ox cart here to avoid missing the next one. She had an appointment with someone in the town and she had left home early, so she didn't want to waste any more time.

She looked so happy and joyful that it was obvious that she had some big happy event, which she had planned to hold in town.

Song Tingran couldn't help but ask, "Are there relatives coming?"

"No, I'm planning to arrange a marriage for Gen'er. Xiao Ping introduced me to the village chief Qiao of Shiqing Village. She was the one who introduced Xiao Anyu's marriage. She's absolutely reliable. She just happened to say that there's a candidate who's quite suitable. I'll go take a look."

Song Tingran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hadn't seen Qiao Xin for a while and thought there were too many things going on in the village. Now he saw that she had become a matchmaker.

Mother Qin seemed to have remembered something and said, "Eh? Did you say that Village Chief Qiao is a relative of yours? I just heard it from someone."

"Yes, she is my husband's biological sister. We have a very good relationship on weekdays. The person she introduces to me will not be wrong."

"Oh, that's great!"

Qin's mother was even happier. Song Tingran had nothing to do either, and was also curious about who Qiao Xin introduced, so she asked.

But Qin's mother didn't know who he was. She only knew that he was a local from Shiqing Village, one year younger than Qin Gen'er, and a very honest and decent person.

Qin's mother likes this kind of family. They won't cause any trouble, can live a stable life, and won't spread rumors for no reason.

"Then why don't you take Qin Gener with you to see the emperor?"

Mother Qin was puzzled, and waved her hand with a smile, "No need, Gen'er is too busy, and I can't delay working for you, I'll take charge."

Song Tingran just nodded slightly. This situation was not uncommon. Many young husbands would only meet the person they were going to marry after they got married.

When she thought of this, she thought of Li Zhuangzhuang and felt that he was quite happy. Although Li Fengmei wanted more gift money and was not forgiving in her words, she had never made things difficult for him.

Song Tingran still felt that it would take time for Zhao Yu to go there and come back, and it would be a waste of time to just wait like that. She persuaded Qin's mother to go home and wait, and come back after half an hour.

Qin's mother said it was okay, she just wanted to wait here, there was nothing to do at home anyway.

"Okay, Aunt Qin, I'll go home first."

"Okay, take care, Mr. Song."

Song Tingran walked quickly towards home. A few days ago, Qin Gen'er said that she would go home to think of a solution. Within a few days, Qin's mother started arranging her marriage.

"Gener."

Song Tingran waved her hand. She was standing at the door of the embroidery workshop. Liu Yun and the others were already working on some details. They had even dug a new well at the side door of the shelter.

In this way, the embroidery workshop and the shelter can get water from here in the future, and they don’t have to run to the Song family. Moreover, in the future, there may be more and more people in the shelter, which will be more convenient.

Qin Gener put down the shovel and ran over quickly.

There was a customer in the embroidery workshop today. Song Tingran took a look and called her into the storage room. Li Zhuangzhuang was sorting goods inside. Seeing this, he said hello, walked out, and closed the door confidently.

"My boss."

Qin Gener was holding a somewhat worn handkerchief in his hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead. His face was red, and he was working very hard.

"Gen'er, I just sent the children to the village and ran into your mother."

"Ah? My mother?" Qin Gener was puzzled.

"Well, she's going to town to find someone for you. I didn't care about your relationship with Luo Mingyue before, I just helped if I could. But now he's in my embroidery workshop, so I have to ask him one more question."

Qin Gener frowned and murmured, "My mother is so fast."

"So, your family discussed this with you?"

Qin Gener frowned even deeper.

"Gen'er, I don't mean to blame you. I just think that things should be resolved and it's not good to keep going on like this. Last time I said I would find a chance for you to talk to Luo Mingyue about it. Why don't you think about it and make it clear so that everyone can be fine in the future."

"I understand, Boss. I am sorry to Luo Mingyue, but I cannot refute what my mother said."

"Well, you are filial."

Qin Gener became anxious and took a step forward.

"Boss, I have no choice. I have told my mother about Luo Mingyue many times, but she never gave in. Finally, she told me to marry the eldest doctor. When the eldest doctor gets pregnant, I can take in a young husband."

Song Tingran understood Qin Gener's meaning. This matter would be very simple for other people, but given Luo Mingyue's situation, she was afraid that even if Qin Gener's future husband was pregnant, the husband might not be the right one.

She didn't say anything else, just nodded, and told Qin Gen'er to go back to work. When he had made up his mind in the next two days, he could come to her and she would make the arrangements.

Qin Gener walked out of the storage room and ran into Luo Mingyue in the yard.

Luo Mingyue lowered her head, looked away, and sorted things on the shelves in the yard.

Qin Gener looked at Luo Mingyue deeply and walked away quickly.

Song Tingran leaned against the door of the storage room, looked left and right, and then went home.

The first thing she did was to go to the fields to find Xiao Yuchen. Before leaving, he said he was going to the fields to weed.

Now, we’re really weeding.

In fact, the field was very clean, and Song Tingran thought it didn't need to be cleaned, but Xiao Yuchen was squatting on the ground, weeding seriously.

Even the weeds that had just sprouted out could be turned out by him even if you didn't look carefully.

Song Tingran took a running start and jumped onto Xiao Yuchen's back.

He was startled and quickly held her legs with both hands.

When he saw who was coming, he immediately smiled, but when he realized there was mud on his hands, he quickly let go, and his mood fluctuated quickly.

"If you don't hold me, I'm going to fall."

That being said, Song Tingran was actually very safe, as Xiao Yuchen's back was wide enough for her to lie on.

"My dear wife, my hands are dirty, covered with mud." Xiao Yuchen obviously wanted to help, but he couldn't clean his hands.

"It's okay. You're covered in dust, and my clothes need to be washed. Hold me up, or I'll be scared."

Xiao Yuchen looked at his hands, still a little hesitant. Song Tingran put his head on his shoulders and put his arms in front of his neck.

She grabbed one of his hands with both hands and touched the lines on his palm. The joints were clear and the blue veins were distinctly crisscrossed. The dust on it seemed like embellishment and looked very touching.