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

“It’s a bit of a waste.”

"It's okay. The weather is good now and it's getting hotter. It will be dry in less than half a day after washing."

Song Tingran was also too exhausted, so he let Shi Yan help him put on his clothes and shoes.

After opening the door, the fresh air outside made Song Tingran feel much more sober. In comparison, there was a smell of alcohol in the room, which she couldn't smell when she was sleeping. She quickly walked to the yard and took a few deep breaths.

Shi Yan held her clothes that were stained with alcohol and prepared to fetch water to wash them.

It's not dirty, it's just to get rid of the smell.

"Brother, do we want to wash clothes now?" Sang Cheng looked up at the sky. Although it was warm, the sun was about to set.

"Well, just one piece, very quickly. My wife likes this set very much. I'm afraid she will want to wear it again tomorrow."

Sang Cheng immediately took the clothes from Shi Yan and said, "Brother, I'll wash them. You take a rest."

Shi Yan wanted to take it back, but Sang Cheng had already left with it. Over the years, the young men in the family have been like this. Whenever they see him doing something, they will rush to do it.

Over the years, Shi Yan has secretly washed the children's clothes several times.

Song Tingran walked around the house and felt refreshed and completely sober.

Wen Ci walked over and said, "Wife, Foreman Liu is at the door. He said he wants to see you for something."

"it is good."

Song Tingran strode towards the door, only to find that not only Liu Yun, but also the other workers were behind her.

"Boss, the shelter has been completed. Come and take a look."

This was earlier than expected, and Song Tingran excitedly checked it with Liu Yun.

The door of the shelter is made in a low-key manner and even looks a bit old, but the materials are reliable.

This is all in accordance with Song Tingran's request. After all, this shelter will definitely make many people confused. It is also good for it to look a little ordinary from the outside, as long as it has all the functions inside.

"Boss, the well is at the right turn of the shelter gate. It's not inside the courtyard. This way it's convenient for the people in the embroidery workshop. There are guardrails on the outside, so it's very safe."

Liu Yun introduced it in detail.

Overall, Song Tingran was very satisfied. Each room had bunk beds and a table and chairs in the middle, giving it the feel of a university dormitory.

There are six people in one room, no more, no less.

There is plenty of storage space in the kitchen, there is a stone mill in the yard, and there is an open space on the side where chickens and ducks can be raised.

"Foreman Liu, this is what I wanted. Thank you for your hard work!"

"As long as you are satisfied, it should have been finished yesterday. But we were short of some materials and couldn't do the final touches. We left a little early. Otherwise, it would have been finished yesterday."

"It's just one day. I trust you guys to do the work."

The wages were paid by Chen Fa. Song Tingran had no problem with it, so Liu Yun took the workers and said goodbye and left.

Song Tingran looked at it again and again, and Shi Yan and the others also brought their kids to visit.

Sang Cheng: "This new house is so beautiful. It's a pity to give it to those rescued people."

Qiao Jinshu: "Who says it's not? Everything here is new."

The husbands discussed everything and went into every room.

Shi Yan had been watching in the yard. The gate of the shelter was diagonally opposite to the gate of the Song family and the gate of the embroidery workshop, forming a triangle.

Anything can be taken care of here, it's really convenient, and it's not directly opposite, so there's no conflict.

"My dear wife, are we going to hold an opening ceremony for those shelters?" Shi Yan asked.

Song Tingran thought for a moment and said, "We are not opening a business, so we won't have a big celebration. We are just family, so we can just set off some firecrackers for good luck."

"Okay, then I'll pick a date?"

"No, just tomorrow. Sister Han is here too, so let her come and visit to add to the festive mood."

Song Tingran's usual style is to do whatever happens on a certain day, and Shi Yan has gotten used to it.

It was getting dark. After dinner, Song Tingran walked around the yard for several laps, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Changyuqiao was wearing thin clothes, and her fair skin could be vaguely seen in the moonlight.

He walked over slowly and said softly, "Wife, are you still not going to bed?"

Song Tingran was about to say that he was not sleepy, but he swallowed it back and put his hand around his waist.

"Have you been exercising recently?"

Chang Yuqiao's little trick was discovered. The weather was getting warmer, and the weight gained in the winter would definitely not be hidden. He had already started preparing. As long as he didn't sleep with his wife, he would exercise every night before going to bed.

Look, the white abdominal lines are faintly visible. He can't be as strong as Xiao Yuchen, so this is just right.

"No, I have to take care of the embroidery workshop every day, so I don't have time to exercise."

"Ah? Then you..." Song Tingran kept touching it, "This is really beautiful."

"As long as my wife likes it, the shelter will open tomorrow. Let's go back to the house and sleep."

"Row."

We walked a little fast across Changyu Bridge, and he was also nervous. I only dared to go out dressed like that because I saw that there was no one in the yard.

The candles in the main house are almost always extinguished as soon as people enter the house. The windows are left with some gaps to keep the air circulating. It would be very hot if they were closed completely.

Chang Yuqiao was about to unbutton the translucent dress, but Song Tingran pulled it and opened the top two buttons.

"Just wear it like this, it looks good."

Chang Yuqiao lowered his eyes and smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."

It is early summer now, and the daybreaks come much earlier.

The grape vines in the backyard thrive in the sunshine and become more luxuriant.

Song Tingran was still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, the fragrance inside the quilt still lingered on the spring breeze of last night.

This translucent dress of Changyu Bridge has only been worn once, and it cannot be worn again in the future. After all, it will not look good after being patched up, and it will lose the artistic conception.

He waved the fan and gently fanned Song Tingran.

Time froze at this moment, and Changyu Bridge's eyes never left.

"What time is it?" Song Tingran turned over and asked.

"My dear wife, it's still early. You slept late last night. You should sleep a little longer."

Song Tingran hummed and felt the cool breeze around her and the strange sunlight. She opened her eyes and saw that it was getting late.

She sat up and Chang Yuqiao went to support her.

"Wife, aren't you going to sleep?"

"Well, I still have to go to town to pick up Sister Han. I left early yesterday, so it wouldn't be good to be late today."

Chang Yuqiao immediately stood up and began to pack. All the clothes and other things were prepared when he woke up, and now when he opened the closet door, they were all there.

"Wife, it's hot today. The temperature suddenly rose. How about wearing something cool?"

Chang Yuqiao was holding the green silk skirt, and Song Tingran thought it was okay after just one glance.

"Qiao, I can dress myself, you should go back to your room and change your clothes."

"No hurry, I want to serve my wife. It takes a long time for my turn to come. The next time will be six days later."

Song Tingran looked at his torn clothes, pursed her lips, and looked forward to what he would wear next time.