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

Song Tingran was stunned, the moonlight shone on the two of them, and time seemed to freeze for a moment.

"You and I will grow old together, what will Wang Nianyun do?"

When Sang Cheng heard the name, he immediately became a little embarrassed. He was originally kneeling facing the coffin, but now his knees were spinning on the ground, facing Song Tingran with a face full of anxiety.

"My wife, Wang Nianyun and I, she and I did have this intention from the elders of both parties before and wrote the marriage certificate, but so many things happened later, I have thought about it clearly."

Sang Cheng said it very sincerely, and repeatedly assured that he had absolutely no nostalgia for Wang Nianyun, nor had any close contact. When he saw his wife, there was no response, and when he thought of his brothers at home, he began to laugh at himself. Laugh, he didn't deserve it in the first place.

Song Tingran was not mentally prepared for the sudden confession. She was still in front of the coffin. She asked cautiously: "What if I didn't give you food and you didn't come home with me, but kept begging for food in Ping'an Town? , Wang Nianyun found you, will you choose to enter her house?"

Sang Cheng suddenly pounded the ground with his hand anxiously, and the sound became louder without warning.

"Master Wife, let's not mention Wang Nianyun and the three words from now on, okay? There are so many ifs. What I see with my eyes is you, and what I am thinking about is you. I don't expect anything from Master Wife. I like it, I just hope my wife won’t dislike me.”

Unexpectedly, Sang Cheng also had a loud talking side. He also realized that he had lost his sense of control. It was all because of his family's favor these days that he was forgetful.

"Silly Sang Cheng, who said I don't like you anymore."

"Then, mistress, do you like me?"

Sang Cheng was depressed just now, but now his eyes were bright and full of hope.

He put his hands together, made a wish to the moon, and then bowed deeply to the coffins of his mother and father.

"Mother, father, and my unborn sister, you have all seen it in the spirit of heaven. Now that Sang Cheng has the protection of his wife, he has also found the unique love that his mother said when he was alive. You can also rest in peace. ”

Song Tingran also bowed to the coffin.

This scene was really like getting married in a church. Sang Cheng secretly thought in his heart that he should remember this day forever.

"My wife, let me make you some porridge. You have lost a lot of weight these days."

Song Tingran only heard that he had lost a lot of weight, and was a little secretly happy. When he walked to the water tank, there was only half a tank of water left, but he could still see clearly.

Sure enough, she has lost some weight, the flesh on her chin has lost a layer, and her waist feels looser. I estimate she can weigh between 170 and 180 pounds now. She is a large base, and her weight It fell relatively quickly, and she was very satisfied with her efforts over the past few days.

While she was doing her beauty work here, Sang Cheng had already started to cook porridge. It was too late for her to stop him, so she thought it would be okay to take a sip less, just in time to replenish his strength.

At night, after the two of them finished eating porridge in the courtyard, Song Tingran prepared to go back to the room. Sang Cheng slept in the courtyard with all the bedding and everything else moved out.

"My wife, have a good rest."

"Okay, you go to bed early too."

Sang Cheng suddenly ran over, kissed his wife's plump face, and then returned to the courtyard with red cheeks and ears, as if nothing happened.

Song Tingran touched her cheek. In order to prevent Sang Cheng from turning red, she said nothing and went back to the house to sleep.

That night, both of them slept well. Sang Cheng had not been with his relatives for a long time, and he felt full of security.

At dawn, Sang Cheng got up and was busy. Although his voice was very low, his wife still came out of the house very early.

"Master Wife, did I wake you up..."

Before Sang Cheng could finish speaking, Wang Yulan's voice arrived first.

"I'm talking about the wife of the Song family. The village chief is already very busy. Everyone is helping. I came here to tell you that nothing happens. Let's go and have fun together."

"Are you ready to start now?"

Song Tingran was very surprised. It was not long after dawn, and the good time for lowering the coffin was almost noon, which was somewhat early.

"Happiness and funeral are important events. The prosperity of our Fenghua Village may depend on this happy event, but it must be done early. The village chief also said that when the coffin is lowered, everyone should go and see it off."

"That's it. Thank you very much, but the owner of the coffin shop in Changkou Town hasn't come yet. We'll go there later."

Wang Yulan slapped her head and almost forgot about it, but her head didn't come back for a while.

Having said that, Wang Yulan has no intention of leaving yet, obviously she still has something to say.

"Sang Cheng, please go out to greet me. This is the first time that the owner of the coffin shop is here."

"it is good."

Sang Cheng left quickly, and Wang Yulan smiled and said: "Yesterday was also a matter of urgency. In order to provide evidence, what happened in the past has already passed eight hundred years ago. The wife of the Song family should not take it to heart."

"How can you not take this to heart?"

Wang Yulan was stunned. She had thought about the worst plan before coming, but now she was a little at a loss.

Song Tingran stepped forward and took Wang Yulan's hand, saying: "Without yesterday's righteous speech, perhaps things would not have gone so smoothly. You are the benefactors of our family, how could we not take it to heart."

Wang Yulan had a false alarm, but she was also moved by Song Tingran's open-mindedness and generosity, and they burst out laughing.

The sound of carriages and horses was heard in the distance. Song Tingran hurriedly walked out of the door and waved to the owner of the coffin shop. Sang Cheng was following the convoy, leading the way.

Things went so smoothly.

When the owner of the coffin shop arrived, he first said hello, and the helpers from the five oxcarts behind him also came down.

Eight people wore red coats and carried the coffin steadily. The suona team and the lion dancers opened the way in front of the coffin, and two people on each side set off firecrackers.

Naturally, the people following behind were those who saw him off. Wang Yulan trotted all the way back to inform the people who were busy at the village chief's house. Song Tingran and Sang Cheng also put on red coats and hats. After putting them on, they became taller. A lot, so that the deceased can see clearly and still be a family in the next life.

The team marched forward festively, with the sound of playing and playing, and it was extremely lively. Wang Yulan ran so fast that the villagers were waiting on the roadside. When they saw the team coming, they followed behind consciously.

In the past, the place where Sang Xue's family was buried had a normal feng shui. It could be said that they just found a random place and buried it. The manager of the coffin shop said it was no problem. The guys put the coffin in place, took out various tools and started digging.

Song Tingran had never seen this battle before, but it seemed familiar to him inexplicably, like he was robbing a tomb?