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

Song Tingran came here and randomly found someone in the Xinfang.

"Please send it out for me. The address has been written down. This is the cost."

From this glance, we knew that this was not the first time that Song Tingran had come to send a letter. The other couriers accepted it and said that it was a coincidence that they would send out a batch soon, just in time.

Song Tingran thanked him and was about to leave. Just as he was about to walk out of the Xinfang gate, he heard the people inside cleaning up and chatting.

She didn't want to hear it, but the sound went straight into her ears.

"This man is really amazing. He was a beggar who was thrown into a mass grave, but he was saved!"

"I thought Dr. Ying from Ping'an Town was quite powerful, but I didn't expect him to be even more powerful."

Song Tingran paused. It seemed that she had heard this before. When she was at the Huamei Clothing Store, the boss also said something about a beggar being saved.

Her desire for gossip rose and she walked back.

"I'm sorry, is there a miracle doctor in Shengjing City that you just mentioned?"

"You also know?" The messenger was surprised and said to another person who worked with her: "Then it seems that this is true."

"I heard it from hearsay, so I don't know it completely, because my little girl really likes medical skills. I thought if it was true, I would take her to see it."

Messenger: "Oh, it would be great if we could really see this. No one has seen the true face of this miracle doctor. Even the beggar who was rescued has never seen him. He is said to be covered with a veil and only a pair of eyes are exposed."

Messenger 2: "That's what happened. Moreover, after the beggar told the story, the miracle doctor disappeared completely. The beggar also regretted it. The miracle doctor wouldn't let him talk."

Both messengers felt it was a pity that the miracle doctor had been kindly saving people secretly, but now he no longer appeared.

"That's it. Then it would be really difficult for me to see people."

After Song Tingran had finished inquiring, the information was almost the same and he couldn't figure it out.

She went back to the restaurant directly, where many customers were also talking about this miracle doctor.

Wen Ci saw Song Tingran and ran over immediately, "Honey, have you had lunch? Hey, Sang Cheng didn't come with you?"

"After eating, I bought a lot at noon, and there is a lot left. I put it on the carriage. Sang Cheng is at Gambling Stone Square. Let's pick it up together when we get home."

"Okay, my wife, you can go to the private room upstairs to rest. You are tired from the journey."

As he said that, Song Tingran's hand was pulled up by Wen Ci. His hand was a bit cold.

Song Tingran immediately warmed him up, "I'm not tired, it's just such a short journey, but you, why are your hands so cold?"

Wen Ci withdrew his hand. There were many people eating. He was anxious to use it, so he went straight to get cold water. The water in the well was now very cold.

"It's okay, Wife, just rub it and it'll be fine." He was also afraid of exposing Song Ting and Ran Bing.

Song Tingran reached for Wen Ci's hand again, but he dodged and said it was okay.

"Come on, give me your hand."

"Master Wife, I'll be fine in a moment, really." She dodged.

Song Tingran pretended to be angry, "Quick, I'll cover your hands for you. You're not good, are you?"

Wen Ci rubbed his back vigorously several times. The more anxious he became, the less warm it became, so he had no choice but to stretch it out.

Song Tingran pulled him to the counter and covered his hands with him.

"You're wearing quite a lot of clothes, but why are you so cold? Are you not wearing any velvet pants? Are you following Anfu's example?"

"No, no, my wife is all dressed up. I was just anxious, so I helped get some water."

Song Tingran patted his hand and said, "I told you, you and Wen Li are here mainly to take care of everyone. If you are particularly busy, just help with the dishes. Why is there so much water? The water in the well is so... Liang, you’re freezing again.”

She was very anxious, and it really made her feel bad for her husband to suffer even a little bit.

"It won't happen next time, Wife, I really won't worry you anymore." Wen resigned with cold hands, but his heart was already very warm.

"Well, next time you do this, you're going to get beaten."

Wen Ci lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, a little expectantly: "I still keep the wicker stick in the closet and it can still be used."

“…”

Wen Ci's eyes were hot, and Song Tingran let go of his hand. His mind was full of pictures that were not suitable for children, and he turned around and left.

His hands had warmed up, and it was really fast. He smiled and continued to help.

Song Tingran touched his cheek, which felt a little warm, and bumped into Wen Li at the corner.

look up.

"You..." Song Tingran thought Wen Ci was following him, but after taking a closer look, he recognized it was Wen Li, "It's you."

"My wife, who do you think I am and who do you think I am?" Wen Li frowned slightly, his eyes full of inquiry.

"No, can I still recognize you?"

Wen Li looked behind Song Tingran and saw that no one was following him, so he believed this.

"My wife, why did you come here? I was waiting for you to eat at noon, but you didn't come no matter how long I waited. My brother said you might have eaten at Shifang, so we ate."

"Well, you don't have to wait for me from now on. Just eat when you're hungry. I'm such an old man, I won't be hungry."

Song Tingran also patted his abdomen. He was really full after eating. Wen Li really touched it and felt satisfied with just one click.

"I'm not used to eating without you, my wife. I always feel like something is missing."

Wen Li's little finger hooked hers, and his other hand was still tickling the palm of his hand.

"Isn't it your brother? You two keep me company."

"That's different." Wen Li let go of his hand and turned around, facing away from Song Tingran.

Song Tingran ran over and faced Wen Li. He turned back, and she turned back again. This time, she put her hands directly on her arms to prevent him from moving.

"Okay, okay, it's different. How about having dinner together tonight?"

"Yeah, okay." He smiled immediately.

It’s so coaxing.

Song Tingran followed Wen Li to look at the account books and called Wen Ci. The three of them went to the inn behind and found an empty room.

The ledger is clear and profitable. The Song family's money is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger. It is enough to buy a big house in the most prosperous street in the city.

"Master Wife, that's a lot of money." Wen Li was almost drooling.

"Yes, this way, when the children grow up in a few years, wherever they want to go and do whatever they want, we will have money to support them."

Wen Ci: "Yeah, but I don't want the children to go too far, so I can't see them every day, but I also want the children to have a great future. It's a struggle."

Wen Li: "Me too. My selfish intention is to stay with you, but my rationality is the opposite."

Song Tingran's hand was attached to the two people's hands, "Why did you suddenly feel sad? Didn't you count the money just now? Okay, okay, from now on, it will all depend on the children's own information. As adults, we can't We will accompany them for life, and we will support them wherever they want to go. In short, the road is good now and we are far away, so we can see each other often. "