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

Song Tingran smiled, took out the embroidered handkerchief with lotus flowers, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper of the embroidery shop took it with both hands and took it under the sun to observe it carefully. He was very impressed when he came back.

"This embroidery work must be done by a child. It's just that the silk thread and fabric are not good, otherwise it would be more perfect. But was it embroidered by a distinguished guest?"

"I don't know how. My husband embroidered it. I wonder if your embroidery shop will accept it."

The shopkeeper of the embroidery shop glanced at Changyuqiao and said: "Of course I accept it, but our finished products are of high-end quality. I really don't know what the effect will be if we use these fine silk threads."

Song Tingran understood what the shopkeeper of the embroidery shop meant. She was afraid that the good fabric and thread used in Changyuqiao would lose its feel.

"Chang Yuqiao, do you have the confidence to embroider another sample for the shopkeeper to see? Don't be pressured. If we don't accept it here, we can also set up a stall on the street to sell it."

"Yes, Third Brother, I think you can do it. If the lotus flower is placed in water, it will probably produce lotus roots."

Chang Yuqiao looked at the pile of things his wife bought for him, and suddenly made up his mind and said, "Okay, I will definitely be able to offer better embroidery when I come next time."

"I'm Bai Wei of Xiufang, waiting for good news."

Song Tingran touched Changyuqiao with his arm. He glanced at her in disbelief and slowly opened his mouth: "Here, Changyuqiao."

Song Tingran asked Qiao Jinshu and Chang Yuqiao to carry their things and wait for her outside. Then he asked: "Shopkeeper Bai, you were present at what happened just now. Do you not mind the provenance of this embroidery?"

This was not because Song Tingran was overly concerned, she was afraid that Chang Yuqiao would be hurt again, and she had to make sure Shopkeeper Bai was a good person.

"My embroidery workshop only accepts high-quality embroidery, so what if it is made by a beggar?"

"Shopkeeper Bai, I judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. I believe it won't be long before we meet again."

When Song Tingran came out, Chang Yuqiao and Qiao Jinshu looked at her one after another, each one more obedient than the other.

It was almost time and Song Tingran decided to go home. Qiao Jinshu was a little disappointed and sat on the carriage mumbling.

"Okay, I have something to do when I rush home today. We will have a chance to go out and play next time."

"Really? Wife, can I come out to play again?"

"Really, when have I ever lied to you?"

On the way home, sitting beside the translucent curtain was Chang Yuqiao. He did not hide in the deepest part of the carriage.

After this incident, he also thought a lot. Changkou Town is far away from Ping'an Town. Presumably no one here will know about the fact that he was married and sold. Thinking so much will only stop him from moving forward. It is better to look at it now. Now, take hold of a happy life.

Song Tingran drove the carriage home first, and Xiao Yuchen immediately went to say hello to Zhiyi, and then went to unload the carriage.

Song Tingran felt that what happened between the two of them last night was like a dream, and Xiao Yuchen's head felt harder to open than a coconut.

"Master Wife, thank you for your hard work. Drink some water and take a rest."

Sang Cheng prepared dried water and brewed tea, which were piled in front of Song Tingran. After drinking, he quickly added another cup.

Wen Ci and Wen Li hurriedly cut fruits in the kitchen as fast as they could. Song Tingran saw them and shouted, "Stop being busy. I still have a stomach. I'm going to my mother-in-law's place for lunch."

Wen Ci and Wen Li did not stop because of these words, but instead sped up.

"Brother, please bring this cut plate over first, otherwise you won't be able to eat when the wife leaves."

"Okay, then be careful and don't cut your hand."

Wen Li walked out with a plate of cantaloupe, put it on the table, and said, "My wife, it's all cut. Let's eat a few pieces."

Wen Li looked forward to it, but Song Tingran couldn't refuse, so he asked everyone to eat together. Who knows, after one bite, it was appetizing, it was cold and sweet.

Wen Ci walked out of the kitchen carrying another plate. There was no empty space on such a large table, but it was placed in front of Song Tingran.

Song Tingran deliberately didn't eat the plate of cantaloupe that Wen Ci brought. He kept looking at it secretly, feeling a little disappointed.

"Why doesn't Xiao Yuchen come back to eat fruit? He always takes a moment to go and see if something is wrong."

Qiao Jinshu, Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, and Wen Li were all ready to go out and take a look. Song Tingran took Wen Ci's hand and pulled him to his side.

At this moment, there are workers working in the courtyard, and in the main house, there is Chang Yuqiao who is packing up the newly purchased silk threads.

"Wife, wife master."

Wen Ci stumbled when he spoke, and Song Tingran pulled him closer and said, "Now you are willing to talk to me. Are you disappointed that I didn't eat the plate of fruit you cut?"

Even after being exposed, Wen Ci pretended that it didn't matter and said, "As long as the wife eats the fruit, it doesn't matter who cut it."

Even though he was like this, he was still arrogant. Song Tingran let him go, pointed at the cantaloupe on the plate, and said, "Give me a bite, you cut it."

Wen Ci's eyes widened instantly. They were not the only ones in the courtyard. There were people inside and outside the side room, up and down.

With the slightest hint of joy in his heart, he inserted a piece of cantaloupe into a small twig that had been cleaned and arranged, and fed it to Song Tingran's mouth with a reluctant look on his face.

Song Tingran ate it in one gulp, and touched his head as if he were full of blessings. He even rubbed it a few times, causing his hair to become messy.

Qiao Jinshu was the first to rush out and the first to come back. He reported loudly: "My wife, don't worry, my second brother is fine and he's back."

Everyone walked in one by one. Wen Ci touched his hair, went to the water tank on the side, took a photo, turned his back and started arranging his hair.

Song Tingran snickered, with a satisfied look on his face, not believing that this little beast was disobedient.

A smile appeared on Wen Ci's lips, and the hands arranging his hair slowed down.

"My wife, do you know? The fruits in our field are growing well. Every fruit is big and round. I feel that the fruit seedlings are very special."

Xiao Yuchen didn't forget to look at the ground. Song Tingran's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he wouldn't notice anything, so he quickly asked: "What do you think is so special about this fruit seedling?"

"Extremely thick, extremely strong, extremely lush. In short, my wife, the fruit seedlings you bought are great!"

"Um..."

Song Tingran patted him on the shoulder and took this opportunity to talk about the reason why his own fruits ripen quickly.

"Xiao Yuchen's analysis just now is very good. These fruit seedlings are of good quality, and with careful care, they will definitely grow faster. When the fruit and vegetable garden opens in the future, if someone asks, do you know what to say?"

Xiao Yuchen was the first to answer: "The quality is good."

"very good."

Sang Cheng: "Take good care of me."

"Yes."