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

The vegetables they brought were sold out quickly, and Song Tingran hardly needed help. She just stood behind him, which was enough.

"You two performed very well today. It's still early, so I'll take you for a walk."

Wen Li was a little excited and stepped on the spot with the empty basket on his back, saying, "My wife, you are so kind."

Wen Ci checked again and again to see if there was anything he had missed, and said calmly, "It's all up to the wife's arrangement."

The three of them were about to leave, and Song Tingran waved goodbye to Mrs. Wu.

"Grandma Wu, if we don't come to set up a stall tomorrow, we'll come back the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, my old lady can understand what happened today. Don't worry about it. You don't have to be familiar with that kind of people. They are just jealous of your vegetables."

Mrs. Wu thought that Song Tingran was burdened by what happened today, so she had to come over every other day, and she comforted her casually.

"You're right. I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't come. I'm a tolerant person."

Mrs. Wu smiled and the two waved goodbye again.

Wen Li was confused. According to the order, tomorrow his wife should bring Qiao Jinshu and Chang Yuqiao to the town to sell vegetables, if Chang Yuqiao is willing.

I have never heard of anything happening at home tomorrow.

He didn't ask. If he wanted to say something, his wife would have said it directly. He looked at Wen Ci on the other side. Wen Ci had no intention of asking at all, so he kept his mouth shut even more.

"We're here, let's go in and take a look."

Song Tingran strode into the Huamei Clothing Store, and the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted her. She introduced him with the same enthusiasm, and then stared at Song Tingran in a friendly manner for a while.

Song Tingran touched his face and said, "But it's dusty?"

"No, no, I just think it looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."

The husband, who was also the shopkeeper, had sharp eyes and recognized Wen Li and reminded her in her ear.

"It turns out it's you. It's like you've changed into a different person. I don't dare to recognize you. It's so beautiful. I'm afraid I can't wear the clothes I bought at my house before."

"Well, it's a lot bigger, but it won't be a waste if I change it again."

The owner of the Huamei Clothing Store knew that this was a big customer and didn't have much to do. He was about to take down the new goods, but Song Tingran quickly stopped him.

"Don't be busy, I'm choosing clothes for him."

Song Tingran looked at Wen Ci, but he avoided it and said, "My wife, I have enough clothes."

"You today..."

Wen Ci looked at Song Tingran, nervously and with some expectation for what he would say next.

"You did a great job. It was you who solved today's trouble. It saves time and effort than what I thought. That's..."

Song Tingran stopped talking, pulled Wen Ci aside, and continued in a low voice: "It's just that I feel very sorry for you, um... Just pick from the audience, and Wen Li, you two."

Wen Ci frowned slightly, bit his lip lightly, and asked, "Do I have to choose?"

"Yes."

"Summer has passed and it's autumn. Ready-made clothes are expensive, so why not buy some soft cloth and cotton and I'll make some autumn and winter clothes for my family."

Song Tingran thought about it for two seconds. The house was being repaired, and all the things in the side room should have been moved out. Even if they were bought back, they could still be placed in the closet.

"Okay, then I'll do what you said, make autumn and winter clothes first, and then wait until the house is repaired before making quilts."

After the two decided, they turned around and saw Wen Li's piercing eyes. Song Tingran hurriedly stepped forward to meet him, and the three of them began to choose the color of the fabric together.

After buying four pieces of soft cloth and four pieces of thick, wind-resistant cotton and linen cloth, Song Tingran paid the money, and the three of them happily returned to Daniu Village.

When passing by the book school, it was already deserted. Song Tingran quickened his pace. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw Shi Yan waiting at the door.

"Master Wife, you are back, thank you for your hard work."

Shi Yan helped Song Tingran take the things in his hand and saw that the color of each piece of fabric was very beautiful.

Among them, the soft fabrics are all uniformly white. They are usually worn when the weather is cold and are worn close to the body to keep warm. However, the price is a bit expensive, so ordinary people choose to wear a few more layers.

"Shi Yan, have you eaten the breakfast I gave you?"

"Well, it's delicious."

Qiao Jinshu fiddled with the new fabric, made gestures on his body, and said, "My wife has already had lunch. Are you still wondering whether my eldest brother has had breakfast?"

Xiao Yuchen pulled Qiao Jinshu over and said, "You will look good in this color."

"Yes, second brother, I think so too, but my skills are not good."

After Qiao Jinshu muttered, he looked at Sang Cheng, wanting to ask for help again and again, but Wen Ci suddenly said: "Xiao Qi, I will do it for you."

"Brother Wenci, are you alive?"

Qiao Jinshu jumped directly on Wen Ci. He pushed without force, feeling helpless and doting.

Xiao Yuchen: "Xiao Qi, Wen Ci just doesn't talk much on weekdays. Who do you think took care of the clothes Manfu pulled on you?"

This matter was a secret. Qiao Jinshu didn't want anyone to know about it. At this moment, he was about to cry without tears. He secretly glanced at his wife, who seemed not to be angry. He was relieved and said to Wen Ci: "Thank you Fifth Brother for your kindness." I have nothing to repay you for your kindness, so I will serve you the rice and give you the solid portion in the bowl."

After that, he quickly entered the kitchen.

The yard was a bit messy, with wardrobes and other things placed there. The newly bought cloths were put away, and they were ready to eat.

During the meal, Song Tingran suddenly became serious and said to everyone, "Today's cloth was bought by Wen Ci to make thick clothes for everyone."

The chopsticks in Wen Ci's hand paused, and no one except Wen Li understood what was going on.

Song Tingran gave Wen Li a look, and he immediately accepted it and began to tell the whole story in a serious manner.

The more Wen Ci stopped him, the more curious everyone became, and the more energetic Wen Li talked.

After telling the story, Shi Yan stood up, gave Wen Ci a piece of meat, and said, "Wen Ci, good job."

Xiao Yuchen: "When these clothes are ready, I will wear them with great care, hahaha."

Wen Ci knew that this was specially said by his wife to make him feel a sense of belonging. His facial expression was out of control, and he felt like he would shed tears in the next second due to everyone's concern and praise, but he held back.

"I'm so embarrassed. My wife actually bought them. The compensation alone won't be enough."

Qiao Jinshu listened to one thing after another and said, "Then thank you fifth brother, thank you, my wife, and thank you that big fool for your contribution to our family."

This sentence made everyone burst into laughter.

Song Tingran pushed Qiao Jinshu's head with her fingers from the air, laughing so hard that her stomach hurt.

"Yes, yes, Xiaoqi is right. Thank you to that idiot for giving our family visibility in disguise and buying some clothes."

There was laughter and laughter during the meal, and the workers worked hard in such an atmosphere.

After eating and resting for a while, Shi Yan was ready to go to the school. Song Tingran followed him and went out.

"Shi Yan."

"Huh? Wife master."

Song Tingran smiled mysteriously and waved. Shi Yan leaned down and put his ear to her.

"I remember we will have a rest at the school tomorrow. Let's go to Ping'an Town to play, you and me."