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

Xiao Yuchen arranged the seat and said: "My wife, please sit here and rest."

Song Tingran pulled Qiao Jinshu over, pressed his shoulders and sat down, then laid out the paper, prepared pen and ink, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Jinshu. I will record whose name I ask you to record later." Yes, write it vertically."

Qiao Jinshu raised his head and looked at Xiao Yuchen and his wife in front of him. Then he realized that these things were prepared for him. He wanted to cry but couldn't leave. After all, this was what he insisted on.

After waiting for a while, Village Chief Zhou came over with many villagers. The expressions of the villagers were also dubious.

"Master Wife of the Song family, I have explained the matter to everyone for you. There are still a few people who have gone to the village to promote it. It is estimated that there will be a lot of people coming."

"Thank you very much, village chief."

Song Tingran looked at these people and said loudly: "Our Song family is going to build a new house. Both men and women can sign up."

Village Chief Zhou was puzzled. Could it be that he wanted a man and paid him 8 cents a day? There was no precedent for this man to work in Daniu Village, but he had seen one in Ping'an Town.

Most of the villagers didn't believe it, and they talked endlessly. Song Tingran waved his hand and continued: "But my family has requirements. They must be hard-working, strong, and obey orders. They earn 8 cents a day." , don’t care about food, you can go back to each house to eat during lunch break,”

"We won't accept anyone who doesn't work hard, wants to take advantage of others, or is sneaky or sneaky."

"If you feel you meet the requirements, just line up at this table. The candidates will leave their names and start work tomorrow afternoon."

After Song Tingran finished speaking, everyone stood up and stood up in the queue, sticking their heads out of the queue and looking ahead.

The first one was a woman over sixty years old. Song Tingran sighed inwardly, as expected, some monsters and ghosts would come.

"Grandma, you are not suitable for working at your age. What we want is someone who can work hard."

"what?"

Hmm... I still have a hard of hearing. Village Chief Zhou asked the old lady aside and began to explain.

The people at the back were much more normal. They all farmed in Daniu Village. They also met a few acquaintances, workers who came to dig wells before.

Qiao Jinshu recorded the hired names according to his wife's request, and his palms were sweating.

He was really too nervous. When he was writing his name, his wife was staring at him, and the people who were hired were also staring at him. Village Chief Zhou would come and look at him from time to time. If he didn't write his name well at this time, he would lose the face of the whole family. , and he is ashamed of his wife's trust in him.

Qiao Jinshu was crying while writing. During his free time, he looked at the big trees on the roadside and felt extremely relaxed. Looking at the long queue behind him, if he had known this, he would not have come and would have weeded at home. , wash clothes, cook... it all works!

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Tingran touched Qiao Jinshu's shoulder. He ooohed several times, looked at the person in front of him, and wrote Li Fengmei.

The next person was an uninvited guest. Song Tingran didn't expect her to come.

"Sister Song, I haven't seen you for a long time. Now you are really prosperous. You have money to build a house and buy a carriage. Sister, I am here to congratulate you."

Song Tingran rolled her eyes and was not polite. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "Wang Ying, I'm afraid your memory is not very good. I have made it clear before in front of the village chief and fellow villagers. , I have never had any contact with your family."

Wang Ying looked at Song Tingran who had changed a lot now. In order to make money, she also lowered her attitude a little. If she lost the bet before, this idiot would be at the bottom. Now she couldn't stop and owed a huge debt. She had to find a solution quickly. Pay back the money.

"It's been such a long time. I think it's okay. I can do my job. Please write my name."

Wang Ying tapped her hand on the paper. Qiao Jinshu put down the brush, picked up the paper and shook it a few times without looking at her at all.

"Write my name, didn't you hear?"

Qiao Jinshu stood up instantly and said to Wang Ying: "I only listen to my wife!"

Wang Ying had not yet changed her character as a gambler and was very irritable. She was about to overturn the table with her hands, but Xiao Yuchen held the table firmly down.

Song Tingran pulled Wang Ying aside and said, "You are not welcome in our Song family, so get out."

Village Chief Zhou didn't want to have a quarrel in the village, so he quickly took Wang Ying away and tried to persuade her. Unexpectedly, Wang Ying knelt down as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Village chief, help, help, our whole family is about to starve to death. You are the chief of Daniu Village, you cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

Song Tingran was speechless and wanted to pull the person up, but Wang Ying fell down as soon as he touched her. It was obvious that she was playing rogue.

"If you have something to do, stand up and talk it over. I can't say anything about the recruitment of workers for the Song family. It still depends on others."

Wang Ying seized the opportunity and was not willing to give up. Taking advantage of the crowd, she cried out about her family's difficulties.

"Our family is so poor that we have nothing. Finally, we find a way to make money without me. Other villagers can do it, so why can't I!"

"Song Tingran, you are treating us differently, and you are deliberately targeting our family."

"Village Chief Zhou, do you want to join this kind of person?"

Village Chief Zhou was also angry and threw Wang Ying away hard. She threw herself on the ground and tried to hold her legs, but to no avail.

Wang Ying had no choice but to sit on the ground and cry loudly.

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, Song Tingran shouted to the crowd: "Next one." He ignored the scene in front of him.

Everyone started lining up again, and order was quickly restored. Wang Ying punched the cotton, very bored, and stood up from the ground.

Village Chief Zhou scolded: "Wang Ying, your family has a lot of land, and it is of good quality. You said that your family has no food to eat. Who caused it?"

"My family's land..."

Wang Ying did not dare to say that these lands had been mortgaged. If the money owed was not paid back quickly, there would be nothing.

"I'm afraid you haven't even been to your land a few times. It's not managed by the husbands of your family diligently. I think you should go home and live a good life, waiting for the autumn harvest, so that you can turn around. coming."

This sentence woke up Wang Ying. She had three husbands at home, so she trotted home without saying anything.

Village Chief Zhou sighed, and the others started gossiping when they saw the protagonist leaving. Song Tingran looked at her hurried away figure and felt that this was not like her character.

"Master Wife of the Song family, do you think I can do it?"

Song Tingran was pulled back from his thoughts and continued to recruit workers.

Qiao Jinshu felt that it was really difficult for his wife to be the master. Thinking that he was not as good as his six brothers and couldn't share her worries, he felt uncomfortable and the speed of recording on his hand became faster.