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

"Just be happy. If there are new ones in the future, I will bring them to you to pick out."

"You and I, alone? Like today."

"Ah."

This was not the first time that Song Tingran took Sang Cheng shopping, but he was still very happy.

After walking for so long, I am not tired at all.

When we arrived at Gambling Stone Square, there were still many distinguished guests inside, almost all on the first and second floors.

"My boss, the shopkeeper." Qian Hui greeted.

Song Tingran noticed the clothes on Qian Hui's body. He had never seen them before. Although the fabric was very ordinary, judging from the stitching, he could tell that it was newly made by himself.

If you buy it from outside, the stitches will not be so thick and will definitely be more delicate.

The other Shi boys also said hello, and Yue Dahe was working in the backyard with his face covered with gauze.

Sang Cheng put the things away and quickly got busy.

"This is not bad, it looks good. How about going back for the Chinese New Year? Is everyone in the family okay?" Song Tingran asked Qian Hui.

"My boss, thanks to your blessing, I brought the things you gave me this time and bought food for the children at home. It's finally been a good year at home! Many people in the village asked me about this town. Live."

Qian Hui was so excited that she accidentally spit some while talking. She wiped her mouth in embarrassment.

The droplets didn't touch Song Tingran, so she thought it was nothing. "That's good. Work hard this year. These days will definitely get better as time goes by."

"Don't worry, boss, I'll have no problem doing my job!"

Song Tingran patted Qian Hui on the shoulder. When a customer inquired, she hurried over.

The staff in this gambling stone workshop is stable, and the work in this place is done daily and skillfully. Everything is smooth and there is almost no worry.

Song Tingran's reputation is also here, and he has handled the troubles perfectly before, so people will find it difficult to find trouble here.

"Dear guest, please come inside and take a look at the stones we have here. They are the best!" Chunyu greeted a guest, followed by servants. He looked noble at first sight.

As soon as the distinguished guest came in, he immediately locked eyes with Song Tingran at the counter.

"I'm looking for your boss." Zhu Zhaoyue pointed.

Chunyu immediately ran to Song Tingran to report. When she saw it, it was Zhu Zhaoyue.

"Master Zhu, I didn't even see you. How rude. Come on, let's go upstairs."

"I didn't tell you in advance. I just came here to try my luck. We are kind of destined."

Song Tingran and Zhu Zhaoyue went to the third floor, which happened to be empty, and her servants were waiting at the door of Gambling Stone Square. Zhu Zhaoyue didn't let anyone follow her up.

Chunyu immediately made some tea and water and sent them to the third floor.

"Miss Song, I heard that not everyone can come to the third floor of your gambling stone shop. If there is any VIP fee, I came directly. It's really an honor."

"What are you talking about? Master Zhu, you take such good care of my Yueyue. I thank you before it's too late. This third floor is not the third floor. You can come over anytime you like."

Both were very polite, pleasant and polite.

Zhu Zhaoyue came here for two things. It was not easy to talk about the second thing, so she talked about the first thing first.

"Miss Song, do you still remember the wind chime thing?"

"I remember, but is there any news?"

This happened before the Chinese New Year, and it was also a family matter of the county magistrate's family. In addition to the Chinese New Year, we couldn't keep an eye on it and ask questions.

"Well, my sister is used to solving cases. She needs evidence for everything. Now she is sending people to Banshan Village and questioning her again. There are many things going on in this government office, and it has not been until now that we have any results. I I thought I would tell you anyway, but I didn’t expect it.”

Zhu Zhaoyue was clear, concise and clear. She first told Song Tingran why the results were only now available.

Song Tingran was also listening carefully to the follow-up.

"No matter how much my sister doesn't like Xiao Xuanzhou, she is still her child after all. There are many things going on here, and it's also a family matter. I won't go into details. In short, Feng Ling was imprisoned for murdering Xiao Xuanzhou. She... Mother, the housekeeper in our house, was also kicked out. "

Song Tingran was very pleased. It seemed that the county magistrate was also fair in family affairs, but she was too busy to take care of many things personally.

"Congratulations, master, this is all down to you, otherwise it wouldn't go so smoothly."

"I can't get sand out of my eyes either. I don't care about it on weekdays, but since this happened to my face, I definitely have to take care of it. My sister also sent people to send a lot of things to Little Xuanzhou. , I will be assured that it will be delivered on time in the future.”

Song Tingran was also relieved. She would be very happy if Song Lingjia knew the news.

"Hey, by the way, how is that young man? It's the one you brought back."

"I think he is quite honest. The main reason is that he is really good at work and can do anything. I just stayed in my yard as a servant and usually did rough work."

This is the best outcome for the young man. It is impossible for him to go back to the mountain village. Feng Ling has ignored him for a long time and has become a witness. If he goes out, it will definitely be difficult.

Besides, being divorced before getting married is different from being a widower and being divorced.

Being drowned by spittle stars is a minor matter.

Zhu Zhaoyue is really a nice person. She also said that she changed the young man's name and signed a deed of betrayal, and he will be a member of the county magistrate's office from now on.

Song Tingran poured tea for Zhu Zhaoyue. This was already the second cup.

After finishing talking about Feng Ling's murder of Zhu Xuanzhou, they exchanged a lot of pleasantries, but Zhu Zhaoyue had no intention of leaving.

Song Tingran saw that she still had something to do, so he stayed with her like this, and there was nothing else going on around her.

Zhu Zhaoyue took a bite of honeydew melon, then took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Miss Song, I have another thing to do this time."

"Ah, you tell me, we can just talk to each other."

"Well... these days, I have been in contact with Han Congxing from your embroidery workshop. We exchange letters."

This was something Song Tingran didn't expect, because since Han Congxing returned to Guan Xiangcheng before the New Year, he had sent back a letter saying that he had arrived safely and there was no other news.

"Really? That's great, that's..." Song Tingran looked like he was having fun.

"Yes, but there is no progress. They are just greetings. According to his wishes, he still has to stay in Guan Xiangcheng." Zhu Zhaoyue looked a little sad.

"Well, his family is in Guan Xiangcheng. He must be going back. There's nothing we can do about it."

Song Tingran really had no choice, and she also hoped that Han Congxing could stay in Guan Xiangcheng and be with his family.

"I understand that our town is definitely not as good as the city, and we can't delay others, but I still want to give it a try. Miss Song, I heard from Han Congxing that you have a very good relationship with his mother, so can you help me? ,Propose marriage."

"what?"

This was too sudden, and a second ago it was said that there was no progress. It's going to be refreshing in the next second.

So what is the progress if there is no progress?