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

Miss Wen was furious. She had never thought that Wen Ci, who had always been cautious, would dare to talk to her like this, but she didn't have the strength, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

Song Tingran walked over and checked his breathing. He was not dead, but he didn't look like he was pretending.

"Call everyone at home, we have to discuss it." Song Tingran said to his father who was gentle and courteous. He walked out immediately with red eyes, and soon called everyone in the family. .

It's just that Miss Wen's husband and other children are not here.

There is no one who can make decisions.

"As you know, Wen Ci and Wen Li have broken off their relationship with your family many years ago. When they came back this time, they also took care of the source of their birth. Your wife is sick. We can't pay for the doctor's money. How can we pay for it? We have to find the other people and discuss it together, otherwise, we can only sell the things in the house, or mortgage you young men to get money for medical treatment."

Song Tingran deliberately frightened them. She didn't betray her identity, but if she didn't say so, things wouldn't be possible at all.

The gentle and courteous father also had a sad look on his face. With his appearance, people in the family knew that he had tried his best to find people he had not contacted for many years.

In this way, this was the only way. Everyone in the Wen family went out to look for someone without caring about their dignity.

Miss Wen's other children are all close to each other, either in Changqing Village or in a nearby village, so it is convenient to go back and forth.

Song Tingran's stomach growled, and he was polite and polite. Their father was cooking in the kitchen, but there was nothing. The brown rice at home was boiled and served with pickles, which was a good meal for the Wen family.

This living condition has plummeted.

Miss Wen gradually woke up, feeling confused. She saw clearly that Song Tingran was the only one in the room, and was very frightened. "You, why... you are the only one here, where are the others."

"Some are cooking in the kitchen, and some have gone to call your other children. You are sick and the family has no money. We have to think of a way."

Miss Wen moved twice, and finally lay down resigned to her fate.

"Everyone has no money, but you are the only one who has money. Now you have killed the two young men of our Wen family. Now that I am ill, you should pay some money. Do you understand how to respect your elders?"

Song Tingran rubbed her temples. It was really hard to communicate with people like this who couldn't understand human language. She didn't bother to say those wheelbarrow words again. She just waited for everyone to arrive. By then, she would probably have to say it several times.

Wen Ci walked in, only glanced at the person on the bed, and then said to Song Tingran: "My wife, I didn't call anyone, and they said it was too late, but everyone knew about our return, and said we would come early tomorrow morning. Negotiate.”

"Okay, tomorrow is tomorrow. I don't expect anyone to come tonight. If they can come, they won't be so short of money."

When Song listened to Ran's words, he looked at Miss Wen, the person she once called her mother-in-law.

"Master Wife, let's eat. The meal is ready." Wen Ci stood at the door.

"it is good."

Song Tingran stood up, and Miss Wen on the bed had another objection.

"You are eating from my Wen family, and you have to pay for it!"

"I think you are still quite strong. You won't die for a while. Don't worry, we won't eat your food."

Song Tingran frowned, pulled Wen Ci away, and closed the door heavily.

The other husbands of the Wen family came back and had dinner with the gentle father.

Song Tingran took Wen Ci and Wen Li back to the house, which was a room that their father had tidied up.

"Eat, tomorrow will still be a tough battle." Song Tingran took out a lot of delicious food from the farming space, which Sang Cheng had prepared when they came out, and placed them all in front of them. She rarely I know how to use the space, because I don't need it at all. I will only use it at such critical moments.

Wen Ci and Wen Li didn't move. The three of them looked at each other. There was a quarrel in the kitchen. It seemed to be the voice of the young man. He was dissatisfied that the dinner was not delicious and wanted to eat meat. There was also the sound of the door slamming. .

"Master Wife, look, such a young man dares to bully my father and throw his face around casually." Wen Ci's eyes were filled with distress. He picked up a meat pie and took a big bite, as if he was venting his anger. , there is also a kind of helplessness.

"It stands to reason that even if your father gives him a beating, no one will care about him. It seems that he is relying on that person's favor and is proud of it." Song Tingran said lightly, this Wen family, she Just saw through it.

Wen Li also held a piece of cake in his hand, but he didn't eat it. He looked at his brother and then at Song Tingran.

"My father said that he took care of me once at the beginning, but he was the one who got beaten. It's really unreasonable!" He clenched his fists.

Song Tingran patted Wen Li on the back to comfort him, and then took Wen Ci's hand. He looked very relaxed and said, "That was before, aren't we here now? Now let's have a good meal, and then Get a good sleep and cooperate tomorrow morning, and the problem will be solved."

Wen Ci: "Yeah, okay."

Wen Li also nodded vigorously.

After eating, Song Tingran put away the rest, but kept it a little to hide it from others.

This night, too many people had different ideas, and those who couldn't sleep were thinking about tomorrow's events.

There was only one bed in this room, and Song Tingran slept in the middle. It wasn't cold, and the breathing sounds of the two people on the left and right came and went. I don’t know when I fell asleep.

But the time to get up was very clear, that is, at dawn, Wen Ci asked Song Tingran to sleep for a while, but she had no idea.

Fortunately, he got up in time, because just after washing up and having breakfast, a bunch of people came to the door of Wen's house, most of whom he didn't recognize.

Wen Ci and Wen Li knew some of them. Judging from the situation, Miss Wen's other children also came with people, and they were not alone.

In this way, there were a lot of people in the main room. Those who couldn't stand were standing at the door. The door was open. Miss Wen was shivering from the cold under the quilt.

"No one said anything, so I just said a few words. My mother is sick this time, and she spent a lot of money on medical treatment and medicine. It's time for us to show our filial piety. Every family contributes some money, which is enough." The eldest sister is the eldest sister of the Wen family. She is the eldest, and as a girl, she has full say here.

Several others agreed with this method, and it went surprisingly smoothly.

However, Sister Wen looked at Wen Ci and Wen Li, glanced back and forth, and finally settled on Song Tingran.

"Miss Song, although we have broken off our relationship, my mother is ill after all. Wen Ci and Wen Li are also members of the Wen family. How much money can we offer this time?" She said confidently.

Song Tingran's face was filled with questions, "This is your mother, not mine. What does it have to do with me?"