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

The scars on Wen Li's face faded a little. They used to be ferocious, but now they are not so scary. He started talking.

"The vegetables at home are growing very well, and when we finish eating them, my eldest brother bought two large vats and made pickles so that we can eat them in winter."

"The rest will be sold in our village according to your instructions, my wife. Because they look good and taste sweet, everyone likes them very much, and some people even made reservations."

Wen Li kept talking and drank a glass of water thirsty. Song Tingran looked at Wen Ci who was silent and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

Wen Li quickly shut up. He was so happy that he occupied his wife.

"Master Wife, everything is fine at home. The well has been repaired and the water is clear. It is much easier to get water."

The speed is very fast. It seems that the well workers are reliable. Song Tingran said to Sang Cheng: "Take Chang Yuqiao to her bed to have a look, and then you all have a rest."

"it is good."

Sang Cheng left with Chang Yuqiao. He was in the same room as Shi Yan and Xiao Yuchen, and there was still a whole bunk bed left for him to choose from.

Song Tingran went directly to see the well. What he didn't expect was that the well workers actually paved a path with stones near the well so that the shoes would not be stained when it rained. They were really thoughtful.

"My wife, the Zhao family's wife came many times during your absence to help with the construction of the well."

Wen Li stood behind and said, Song Tingran thought that he must find a chance to thank Zhao Yu properly.

Looking around, the land at home is lush and green, especially the vegetables, which are extremely prosperous, and the fruits are also lush, producing green fruits.

"Wen Ci, Wen Li, make some more food at noon to help Chang Yuqiao catch the wind. However, he has suffered a lot outside and is still injured. Please keep an eye on him, don't let him work, and provide some guidance." ."

"Well, don't worry, Wife, let's go cook now. Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

Song Tingran thought for a while and realized that Wen Li's craftsmanship was still in line with his taste. Thinking of the scars in Chang Yuqiao's heart, he said, "Make some dumplings, the round ones."

After they left, Song Tingran walked around in the garden.

"BAA Baa baa."

"Mo——"

She hurriedly walked over. They seemed to have grown up a bit. The chickens and ducks were also chirping, lowering their heads and licking the ground.

There were many bundles of grass next to the livestock shed. She took some out and fed them.

The sun was scorching. After a while, the sweat that had just subsided came back. She wandered back to the well. There were only animals and no people around. She picked watermelons and cantaloupes from the farming space and threw them in. It was purely natural. The iced fruit makes me feel refreshed just thinking about it.

"Wife master, wife master."

The voice belonged to Qiao Jinshu. He rushed into the ground like a wild horse and gave him a big bear hug.

Song Tingran pushed away unintentionally, thankful that she moved quickly enough and was lucky enough not to be seen turning fruit into fruit with her bare hands.

"Okay, I'm about to be strangled to death by you."

In this way, Qiao Jinshu reluctantly let go and said: "My wife, don't leave me for so long in the future. I think you can't sleep because of your bad thoughts."

Xiao Yuchen, who was not far away, laughed and directly exposed Qiao Jinshu's lie. He thought it was true, but he couldn't sleep, not at all.

Song Tingran waved, and Xiao Yuchen came over carrying a clean basket. He still looked the same as before, with bulging veins on his arms. He said in a low voice: "My wife, all the vegetables are sold out."

Song Tingran was amused by his appearance, and the three of them returned to the yard talking and laughing.

Song Tingran walked to the door of the side room and saw that Chang Yuqiao had chosen the upper bunk and was sleeping against the wall. She felt relieved and walked to the next door and whispered: "Take out the gift."

Sang Cheng also followed her example and responded in a low voice: "Okay."

Turning around, he took out all the wrapped gifts from the package and placed them on the table, each one exquisite.

"It looks great, Wife, which one is mine?"

It seems that in the days when Song Tingran was away, everyone was still very used to him, and there was no change at all.

"one by one."

Qiao Jinshu: "Okay... okay." He sat down at the table and stared eagerly.

This one belongs to Xiao Yuchen. Song Tingran picked up the dark blue soft towel and put it on his head. He wiped his hands and took it, but he was reluctant to put it on his head.

"Try it on and try it. If I find something suitable next time, I'll buy it."

Sang Cheng stood up directly and helped Xiao Yuchen re-tie his hair. His rough image and embarrassed expression formed a clear contrast.

"The ones from Chang Yuqiao and Sang Cheng have been given to them. This one is for Wen Ci and Wen Li."

Wen Ci and Wen Li have similar hairstyles, both with a half-tied high tail. The only difference is that Wen Li has long beard bangs due to a previous scar incident.

The long ribbons of the two have the same style, but the colors are different, one is ginger yellow, and the other is Yao yellow.

Wen Li liked it so much that he took it for his brother and tried it directly on his head.

Finally it was Qiao Jinshu's turn. He looked at the small black crown and a long red hairpin on the table, and also looked at Song Tingran nervously.

"Guess which one is yours?"

"I guess this red one is mine, right? Wife, isn't the black style not suitable for me?"

Song Tingran nodded. This little guy was afraid that the little black crown belonged to him.

Everyone brought beautiful jewelry, and a bronze mirror was passed around to look at.

Chang Yuqiao in the side room was not asleep at all. He was stroking the wall with his hands, feeling too embarrassed to face everyone.

The kitchen was in full swing, with plates of round dumplings on the table, plus six stir-fried vegetables and two pickles.

After the meal was ready, Shi Yan came back.

Xiao Yuchen: "Brother, you came back just in time to wash your hands and eat."

Shi Yan: "I heard you talking about me, so I came back."

Xiao Yuchen laughed loudly, while Song Tingran secretly picked up the small crown, stood on tiptoes, and placed it directly on Shi Yan's bun. He was startled and didn't know what it was, so he quickly turned around to face Song Tingran face to face.

Shi Yan touched his head with his hand and realized what it was. There was a smile in his eyes. Song Tingran stood on tiptoe again, so close to him that he could even feel each other's breathing. He inserted the matching hairpin Go in.

Song Tingran also felt that this was a bit ambiguous, and then thought about it, this is her husband, he will be hers sooner or later, no matter how close he is, he should be.

Xiao Yuchen stood aside and watched. The more he looked at it, the more beautiful it became. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that his wife and the husband were a match made in heaven.

Shi Yan went to look in the bronze mirror and liked it very much. This was exactly what he wanted.

"Thank you, Madam Wife, but isn't it too ostentatious?"

He looked at the other brothers' ones, and they were not as grand as his.