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

In the letter to Lin Qinghe, Song Tingran told the interesting things that happened recently, expressed his longing for her, and hoped that she would come soon.

In the letter to Chen Yuekui, most of them were concerned about how she was doing recently, whether other people in the Duke's mansion would make things difficult for her again, and words like "take care of yourself" and so on.

Putting down the pen, Song Tingran checked it over, sighed finally, and picked up the brush again.

[Xiao Kui, is there no news about your sister yet? Are you hiding something from me? I hope I'm overthinking it. If you have any news, please tell me as soon as possible. Your sister and I haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss her very much. 】

After Song Tingran finished writing, he put it away with satisfaction, got up and went to the embroidery workshop, where Luo Mingyue was drying the quilt in the yard.

"Good morning, boss." Luo Mingyue seemed to be in a good mood.

"Well, where is Zhu Yuan?"

"Look for something in the storage room with the shopkeeper. I'll call him."

Song Tingran waved her hand and told Luo Mingyue to do whatever she needed to do. It was only a few steps away, so she could just go there.

The storage room is well organized, with rows of shelves holding many items, all of which are useful in the embroidery workshop.

In addition to Chang Yuqiao and Zhu Yuan being here, Anfu is also here.

Zhu Yuan: "Dong, Dong, Dong's house."

Anfu: "Benefactor." He quickly gave up his position and stood a few steps away at a loss.

Chang Yuqiao put down the embroidery plate in his hand and said, "My wife, I just have something to discuss with you."

"Well, you said."

"Now that the weather is getting better, we have so much cloth that we can't put it in the lobby. It's just been piled here. If anyone wants it, they can come here to look for it. I'm wondering if I can move it out and put it away. In the front yard of the embroidery shop, it looks more lively, and when distinguished guests come in, they can see more."

Song Tingran turned around and looked at the front yard of the embroidery workshop. There was a place. It could be put out, but it had to be put in again at night. It would be troublesome to move it around.

"Master Wife, can't you?" Seeing that Song Tingran didn't speak, Chang Yuqiao hurriedly asked. He just had this idea and wanted his guests to see more things when they came.

"Okay, it's good to put it out. Just leave an aisle in the middle."

Changyuqiao was very happy and quickly asked Zhu Yuan and Anfu to start moving.

Song Tingran came to deliver a letter, "Wait a minute, Zhu Yuan, here are two letters. Help me take them back to Qi Gui tonight."

"Yes, yes, east, east, east, home."

Zhu Yuan was used to carrying letters back and forth, so he put them away carefully and continued working.

Song Tingran pulled Chang Yuqiao out of the storage room and Luo Mingyue was the first, and Li Zhuangzhuang also went in to help.

The people coming in and out here were a little chaotic for the time being. Song Tingran wanted to go to Tong Gui's house, so he went home with Chang Yuqiao, took the paper with his name on the table, and went directly.

Because Shi Yan had already said that everything was ready last night, the paper was folded, so she didn't look at it carefully.

Liu Qiaojiang, Tong Gui, and Gou Sheng were all at home, and the children went to school.

"Master, come in and sit down." Tong Gui greeted, and Gou Sheng hurriedly went to the kitchen to pour water.

Liu Qiaojiang was making a chair in the yard when he stopped and said, "Miss Song, I'm going to wash my hands. You go inside and sit down."

"Not busy, not busy."

The room is very clean and tidy, and it makes you feel good just looking at it.

"Tong Gui, I'll help you with what you told me before." Song Tingran whispered, and then handed the paper with his name to Tong Gui.

Tong Gui happily took it and opened it to look at it. He couldn't read, but he knew it must be an excellent name.

"Boss, please read it to me what is written here, and I will tell Gou Sheng his new name in a moment."

"There are two names above, with different styles. I'm letting you choose to see if you like them. If you don't like them, I'll go back and let Shi Yan think about them."

Song Tingran wanted Tong Gui to know which word was which, and pointed at the paper, "This is..." She was stunned.

The name written on it was not the name Shi Yan mentioned last night at all, but Tong Gui still had a look of anticipation on his face.

Liu Qiaojiang also came in after washing his hands. Gou Sheng was carrying a pot of hot water and poured it quietly.

Joe! Brocade! Book!

Song Tingran was already roaring in his heart. It looked like the handwriting belonged to Qiao Jinshu. He also deliberately tried to imitate Shi Yan's handwriting. It didn't look good at all.

There are also two names on it, one is Liu Dafu and the other is Liu Daqiang.

Song Tingran quickly took back the paper, crumpled it, and stuffed it to Chang Yuqiao beside him.

Tong Gui asked cautiously: "What's wrong, boss?"

Liu Qiaojiang didn't know about this and was watching from the side. Gou Sheng didn't say a word. He was a young man, and there was such a big fuss at home. He stood cautiously on the side, looking at Touch the ground.

"It's okay. I was in a hurry when I went out. I picked up the wrong one. I'll write it for you."

Liu Qiaojiang has paper and pens at home, which the children use for daily calligraphy practice, which is very convenient.

Song Tingran wrote the words Liu Qian and Liu Changxi and read them out.

Tong Gui liked both names very much. They sounded soothing, and they were hundreds of times better than Wei Goucheng.

"My wife, this is the name I begged my boss to give Gou Sheng a new name. I wanted to give him a lucky name. I didn't tell you in advance. I also wanted to give him a surprise. Which one sounds better to you? ?" Tong Gui was talking to Liu Qiaojiang. It is not difficult to see that Tong Gui's status at home is still very high on weekdays, and he can make the decision on some things.

Liu Qiaojiang looked at Tong Gui in surprise. He didn't expect that he was so thoughtful and gave him enough face.

"You are a big man, so you can just give it to Gou Sheng. I think both names sound good."

Gou Sheng lowered his head and began to wipe his tears, but he never looked up.

"Gou Sheng, come here and choose one. It will be your new name from now on. You still have to like it." Tong Gui called Gou Sheng over.

Gou Sheng didn't know how to read. He just looked at the paper and was very moved.

"Thank you, brother, for these wives."

"Choose. Once you've chosen, you won't need to call him by his current name anymore." Tong Gui patted him on the back.

Song Tingran looked at it like this. Gou Sheng was the thin type with white skin. Because of his young age, his face was still a little immature. But also because of long-term work, his hands were not consistent with his age, and were full of scars and calluses.

If we only look at appearance, Liu Qian is more suitable. If we look at it comprehensively, the name Liu Changxi is really suitable for Gou Sheng.

The rest of the time was all joy.

"Brother, I can't choose. You can make the decision for me. As long as I can change this name, I can change it to anything."

Chang Yuqiao watched this scene from the side and was very moved. He had experienced so much hardship and came through step by step.