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

Xiao Yuchen waved his hands quickly, and the small stones and branches in his hands were also exposed. He rubbed the mud on his hands embarrassedly and said: "No, no, I can't write. I'm not here to tell you how to plant." Vegetables? I'm afraid I can't remember them. Draw something and practice."

Song Tingran took the stone branch from his hand and handed over the mung bean soup.

"My wife, my hands are muddy and dirty. You can drink it."

"I've already drank two bowls. This is yours. There are some in the courtyard. You drink more."

Xiao Yuchen rubbed the mud on his hands again, and then took it. This mung bean soup was just to relieve the heat. There weren't many mung beans, it was mainly cold soup.

"It tastes good. This must have been cooked by Wen Li. His cooking skills are really good."

"Then you guessed wrong. It was cooked by Wen Ci."

Xiao Yuchen was a little surprised and said: "Am I the only one who can't cook well at home? Xiao Wu is really good. I have to learn from him."

Song Tingran laughed and saw that he drank all the mung bean soup in an instant. He was also thirsty and didn't know to go back to the courtyard to drink water.

"There are specialties in the arts. You are the best at farming and the strongest in the family. Can you tell me about these ugly things in your paintings?"

Xiao Yuchen was very pleasantly surprised. The two of them squatted on the ridge of the field, moved to an area that had not been painted before, and began to explain while making gestures.

He spoke seriously, and asked Song Tingran from time to time if he understood. She listened carefully and used the farming space to cheat on areas that needed improvement and gave him a small start.

"My wife, I didn't expect you to know so much. I always water the same amount. I just found out today that leafy vegetables like water. Like the spinach and cabbage in our yard, they can be watered more. .”

"On the other hand, for things like tomatoes and cucumbers, you don't need so much. Just keep them moist. I have to remember them all."

He drew something on the ground again. Song Tingran identified it carefully. It seemed to be a tomato with a drop of water next to it, and three drops of water next to the spinach...

"Xiao Yuchen, you are so cute. If it rains, you will be gone."

Xiao Yuchen laughed, pointed to his head, and said: "Brother once said that if you can't remember something in your mind, just write it down on paper. I looked at it on the ground and saw that it's almost the same."

Song Tingran pulled him to stand up. Because he had been squatting for a long time, his eyes suddenly darkened, his mind became dizzy, and he fell down.

"Master wife!"

Xiao Yuchen was in good health, so it was okay for him to stand up. He quickly supported his wife, because Song Tingran was really dizzy, so she leaned directly into his strong arms.

He didn't dare to move.

"Master Wife, let me take you to see the doctor."

"No, just take it easy for a while and you'll be fine. Maybe you've been squatting for a long time. I'll lean on you for a while, but don't move."

Even if Song Tingran didn't say anything, Xiao Yuchen would still do this. His wife was really soft and sweet, and leaning on her like this, he found something he liked more than farming.

After a while, Song Tingran felt much better, left his arms, and said: "If you don't want to learn to write, then draw these patterns on paper and explain them to the villagers. If you forget , just take a look.”

"My wife, this is a good idea. When there are more people, I get a little nervous. I will wait for my brother to come back and ask him for a piece of paper."

Song Tingran took Xiao Yuchen's hand, trotted along the garden, left directly, and came to the road.

"Master Wife, what are we doing here?"

"Pick up Shi Yan after school, and let him teach you how to use a pen. Let's go, go quickly."

Xiao Yuchen stared at the held hand, feeling annoyed. He must wash his hands clean when he was alone with his wife in the future.

Song Tingran walked for a while and realized that the two of them were holding hands. A bird happened to fly by, and she let go with a finger.

Xiao Yuchen's heart: broken bird.

When they arrived, the school had not yet ended. Song Tingran expressed that he wanted to surprise Shi Yan, so the two secretly hid on the side of the school.

"My wife, you see that person is Liu Qiaojiang."

Song Tingran looked over and saw that she was right. She immediately remembered a night of training before and subconsciously looked at the small stage that had been split open. It was gone.

"She seems to be coming this way, let's hide and don't make any noise."

"Okay, Wife."

Xiao Yuchen didn't care why he hid further back than Song Tingran.

I saw Liu Qiaojiang pushing a wooden cart with something on it, stopping not far from the book school.

Song Tingran observed carefully. This man was really weird, but the desk he helped make before was really good...

Just when she was confused, what came into view was an obviously high-end small stage that could accommodate two people.

Liu Qiaojiang inspected it again, stood up and felt it, and then adjusted his position.

She looked around in circles, picked up the small ax at her waist, and carved some patterns, which seemed to match the surrounding scene very well.

"School is over!"

The children swarmed out at this moment, and Liu Qiaojiang nimbly and quickly hid on the side of the school, where he met Song Tingran and Xiao Yuchen.

The children after school naturally discovered the new stage and were so happy that they even asked Shi Yan to go out and watch it.

Shi Yan looked around and saw no one, but this wooden cart could represent the person's identity.

Liu Qiaojiang didn't want anyone to know about it, but he didn't expect that school ended early today, and he bumped into the two people in front of him here.

"What are you two doing here?"

"We're just enjoying the scenery here, how about you?"

Liu Qiaojiang put away the small ax and said, "I've eaten too much, I'll take a walk."

"Oh."

The children in front of the school looked at it for a while and then immediately went home. There was still food waiting for them at home.

Shi Yan stood directly on the stage, feeling very good. To his right, Song Tingran walked out first, followed by Xiao Yuchen, and then Liu Qiaojiang.

Shi Yan: "Master Wife, what are you..."

Liu Qiaojiang coughed and said, "It's getting late. I'm going home after my walk."

Shi Yan walked down from the small stage and thanked Liu Qiaojiang.

Song Tingran also quickly said a word of thanks. Xiao Yuchen couldn't keep up with his wife and elder brother and copied it.

Liu Qiaojiang was stunned for a moment, waved his hand without looking back, and pushed the wooden cart away.

"Liu Qiaojiang's character is really weird. He does good deeds without leaving his name behind." Song Tingran muttered.

"By the way, my wife, Xiao Yuchen, why are you here?"

"We came to take you home. We originally wanted to give you a surprise, but we didn't expect that Liu Qiaojiang gave us a surprise."

The three looked at each other and laughed.

Seeing that the door of the book school was still unlocked, Song Tingran said, "Just in time, Shi Yan, please donate some paper and pen. Our Xiao Yuchen is going to become famous."