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

I opened all the food I bought and filled the table with it. There were not as many as the other four people.

"Eat quickly and eat more." Song Tingran said softly and handed it to Sang Cheng.

"My wife, you should eat too. There is so much. I was so selfless when I bought it. Looking at it this way, it seems a bit wasteful."

"If you like to eat, if you are happy, don't waste it, just eat it."

"Uh-huh."

Sang Cheng ate happily, because outside, even if he liked it, he ate slowly.

When Song Tingran saw him like this, he didn't expose it. He still had to show his good side outside.

People come and go here, and every time someone passes by, someone will look at Song Tingran and Sang Cheng's table.

Some people even misunderstood that they set up a stall here. Some people saw the delicious food of the two people and came to ask where they bought it.

Sang Cheng would always peek at Song Tingran when he was eating. If he was discovered, he would immediately look away, pretending that nothing happened.

"You can watch it openly, no need to be secretive." Song Tingran was already full. She ate a lot in the morning. She also ate some fruit with Zhu Zhaoyue in the morning, so she wasn't too hungry at noon.

"I'm not looking at you, Wife, I'm not looking."

"You're still pretending. I saw you looking at me. Once when you picked up the mung bean cake, once when you were eating Wufu cake, and..."

Sang Cheng stood up immediately and tried to cover Song Tingran's mouth across the table.

Song Tingran hid behind him and continued to list them one by one.

"Master Wife, stop talking, stop talking. Isn't it okay if I admit it? I watched it."

"Okay, you sit down and continue eating. There will be more people standing up to look here."

Sang Cheng sat down immediately, with his shoulders hunched, a little embarrassed, and muttered: "I'm not looking at you with my eyes."

"Huh? What?"

Song Tingran heard something about "eyes" without hearing it clearly.

"I said, I didn't look at you with my eyes, so, actually, it doesn't count as looking."

"What are you using to see if you don't have eyes? Nostrils?"

Sang Cheng pursed his lips, "I watched it carefully."

This made Song Tingran puzzled, and she quickly sat down next to Sang Cheng.

"Looking at it this way, you can see it more clearly and hear the heartbeat."

"I can see clearly everywhere. It's all because I will be blind and deaf from now on. Your appearance will always be in my heart and I can see it clearly."

Song Tingran wiped the corners of Sang Cheng's mouth and put her arms around his shoulders, "You must be healthy. Back then you were as thin as a skeleton, but you are still able to take care of yourself so well. You are a lucky person."

"Yeah, wife, I also feel that I am a lucky person. I am so lucky to have met you. I will never forget that night."

As he talked, Sang Cheng's eyes turned red and he stopped eating.

Song Tingran held his hand and squeezed his shoulder to comfort him.

"Why are you still crying? People will see the joke soon. What if people from Gambling Stone Shop come over to buy something?"

This is easy to say.

Sang Cheng stopped crying immediately, and looked around to make sure there was no one he knew, and then shook his shoulders slightly. This intensity was not meant to shake him off at all, it was completely coquettish.

There was a lot of food left, and Sang Cheng felt distressed.

"Master Wife, there is so much left, let's take it home and eat it."

"Hmm..." Song Tingran thought for a moment, then looked at it again. Not everything here has been eaten, some are just placed here.

There were so many that even the things that had been eaten were only slightly moved.

"When I go back in the evening, I must have cooked something at home. In this way, I can take some of it home and some of it back to Gambling Stone Fang for Qian Hui and the others to eat at night so it won't be wasted."

"it is good."

The two of them tidied up together. They didn't want anything that had been touched or watery. Even if it was given to Qian Hui and the others, it wouldn't be a good idea, although they wouldn't dislike it.

Song Tingran sent Sang Cheng back to Gambling Stone Square. She was not worried about him being alone.

"My wife, I know the way. Go to the restaurant quickly. Don't delay things there." Sang Cheng was reluctant to let Song Tingran take him back and then go back to the restaurant. This would take a lot of walking.

"It's okay. I just want to take a walk after dinner. You can stay at Gambling Stone Square in the afternoon and wait for me to drive the carriage to pick you up."

"Well, okay, my wife, I like you to accompany me. I am very happy that you send me back like this. My teeth feel itchy."

"Then you are not afraid that other people in the family will be jealous now?" Song Tingran asked jokingly.

Sang Cheng tilted his little head and looked at Song Tingran. He directly held her arm with his hand, pressed half of his body against her, and then walked normally.

"My wife, if it were me, I wouldn't be jealous. As long as my wife is happy, I will be happy. I can do anything. Then my brothers at home must be the same as me. How can I be jealous?"

It sounds like a tongue twister.

Song Tingran liked this feeling very much. Sang Cheng's little green tea was always cute, making people want to get close to her, bully her, and pamper her.

Along the way, I listened to Sang Cheng chatting over tea, and before I knew it, I arrived at the entrance of Gambling Stone Square.

Song Tingran saw for a moment that Yue Dahe seemed to have helped serve tea and went to the hall, and then left quickly.

"Hey, Sang Cheng, how are you doing with Yue Dahe recently? I look like he's in good health."

"Okay, Wife, there is nothing wrong with your health. I just heard from Qian Hui that the scar on his face is very scary. He has never seen it himself. Everyone hid the mirrors for fear that he wouldn't be able to bear it. Every time I won’t let him touch the medicine, even if I say he doesn’t like it, he will believe it, so he can only put it off one day at a time.”

Song Tingran sighed. There must be no problem with the ointment. However, the scars on Yue Dahe's face were too deep. They were caused by blunt instruments. There were still marks on the stitches. They were not modern high-end beauty needles. You don't even have to look at it to know that it looks like an irregular centipede.

This is unacceptable no matter who it is.

Now I can only take one step and see one step.

"Okay, then you can tell Qian Hui and the others later. It's a day as long as you can. I'm afraid that the people who were finally rescued won't be able to bear it."

"I know, don't worry, wife, I have also arranged work for Yue Dahe in the backyard. He is very happy and works very hard."

Sang Cheng went in with food, and Song Tingran left.

Without Sang Cheng's company, there was a lot less fun on the road. I still had his appearance just now in my mind, thinking about it. He also laughed out loud.

She inadvertently touched her sleeves, ointment, and letter. She forgot to send the letter, and Sang Cheng probably forgot about it too, so the two just focused on flirting.

She didn't want to go back and trouble Sang Cheng to call someone out, so she went to petition alone.

The place is quite easy to find. I have been here before, and there is not only one messenger in the letter shop. There are also other jobs.

Qi Gui is responsible for the delivery, and he is not here at the moment.