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

"Huh? Oh."

Song Tingran, who had just gotten up, was still a little short-circuited. He took two steps and then stepped back. Seeing Sang Cheng's aggrieved posture, he reacted.

"What you did looks good. I didn't even have a veil at that time. It's because of your carefulness that I wear it every day. Look."

Song Tingran took out the handkerchief made by Sang Cheng from his arms and smiled.

"Master Wife, how about you keep it with you all the time? Even if the third brother embroiders something better for you in the future, you can't let go of mine, okay?"

"Of course, don't worry."

With Song Tingran's promise, Sang Cheng felt completely at ease. He didn't sleep well last night because he was worried that his handkerchief would be replaced. Now he happily went to the kitchen to help.

Song Tingran touched the two handkerchiefs in her arms, counting in her mind who else in the family could do needlework.

Shi Yanhui.

Hmm... Wen Ci could definitely sew quilts or something before.

Even though I am a latecomer to gentle manners, I know how to do it.

Qiao Jinshu...even if he knew it, he wouldn't think of it here.

In other words, Song Tingran will receive at most three more handkerchiefs, if they all give them away.

Fortunately, he could barely let it go, and Song Tingran was relieved.

After a simple breakfast, Song Tingran was ready to take Shi Yan out. Since he would come back at night, he told everyone: "We won't come back until dark. For lunch and dinner, you should cook more delicious food. Shuijingli There is fruit.”

Xiao Yuchen had an aunt's smile on her face, waved her hands quickly and said, "Don't worry, my wife, you guys have fun."

Chang Yuqiao was very envious in his heart. He could always be upright, without those worldly visions, stand beside his wife and follow her to many places. At least, it is not possible now.

He said with longing: "My wife and my eldest brother can have fun and don't have to worry about us."

Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, and Wen Li all said the same thing. Only the conspicuous person from this family muttered: "I want to go too." Xiao Yuchen and Sang Cheng covered their mouths one on the other.

Sang Cheng: "My wife, brother, please leave quickly. Xiaoqi said he has to feed the dog."

Although Qiao Jinshu's mouth was covered, he still whined, "It's not a dog, it's Manfu."

Song Tingran and Shi Yan waved to everyone and arrived in Ping'an Town in an ox cart.

Shi Yan has been in the village these days, and now he is alone with his wife in a different place. He is extremely excited. No matter what he is doing, as long as he is standing together like this, he is very satisfied.

"Come on, let's go get something delicious first. You behaved well this morning."

Song Tingran took the initiative to hold Shi Yan's hand, and he held it tighter.

When eating at home in the morning, Song Tingran secretly told Shi Yan to take one less bite, but for the sake of surprise, he didn't say why clearly. He also cooperated very well, chewed slowly, took two bites, and then stopped.

Now, the surprise has been unveiled.

In Zuixianglou, Song Tingran and Shi Yan were sitting near the window. At this time, the store was specifically serving breakfast, but because it was breakfast inside the restaurant, it was more expensive than the vendors outside. It's also a bit higher-end, and it's usually the wealthy households in Ping'an Town who are so bourgeois.

"It's you, Boss Song. You came early today, but my shopkeeper Lin is not here and has gone out to do errands."

The waiter in the shop greeted me warmly. He had met me several times and spoke very naturally.

"It doesn't matter, I came today not to see shopkeeper Lin, but to try your Zuixianglou's breakfast,"

After hearing this, the waiter quickly introduced him. Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Shi Yan naturally likes to eat anything, so it would be nice to be by her side like this. He hurriedly said: "I will eat whatever the wife wants to eat."

Song Tingran stood up with a smile and whispered something into the waiter's ear.

The waiter was a little surprised at first, then glanced at Shi Yan enviously, and ran to the kitchen without stopping.

"My wife, what is this?"

Shi Yan was confused and looked at Song Tingran with doubts on his face. She sat down and drank tea without saying anything as if nothing happened.

In fact, Song Tingran had already thought about this. Asking Shi Yan what he wanted to eat, he just went through the process.

Shi Yan felt like he was beating a drum in his heart. Under the table, he reached out to pull the corner of Song Tingran's clothes. She looked down and held it directly with her backhand.

"If you want to hold my hand, you can do it openly, and I won't push you away."

After that, Song Tingran approached Shi Yan and continued in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Just like that night."

Shi Yan's palms were a little warm and damp, and he didn't dare to look into Song Tingran's eyes. He only gently withdrew his hands, hung them down to dry naturally, and then looked towards the kitchen, pretending to be in the kitchen. Wait for it earlier.

Song Tingran just teased him on purpose. Seeing that the plan succeeded, he laughed to himself. Shi Yan was two heads and two older. Outside, he really couldn't take the initiative. There were other guests around, although he was the same as me. No one looked here, but he always felt that everyone heard what he just said.

"Here we go, our Zuixianglou signboard is ready."

The waiter was carrying a wooden tray with exquisite small plates on it.

"Crystal exquisite buns, emerald tofu porridge, rice candy cakes, eight-treasure side dishes..."

"It's all ready, you two can use it at your leisure."

The waiter also arranged every small plate neatly, and the breakfast on a large table dazzled everyone who saw it.

"Master Wife, there is so much, only the two of us can eat it?"

"Well, I asked the waiter to order a portion of all the breakfast items in the store, but we definitely won't be able to eat them. Just put a little of each item on a small plate so that you can taste everything."

Song Tingran spoke naturally and sincerely, and handed the chopsticks to Shi Yan, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Master Wife, you are so kind to me. Although I am a rich man, I don't have to be like this... No, I mean, these things are really valuable..."

Shi Yan was expressing incoherently. Song Tingran knew what he wanted to express and put a small meat bun into his plate.

"There are so many delicious things, I can't stop your mouth. Try them quickly and see which one you like? Next time we come, just order what you like."

"next time?"

Song Tingran had already finished eating a juicy little meat bun, and Shi Yan was still immersed in the visual feast. His head and heart were thinking about the next time in her mouth.

"Yes, don't you want to go out with me in the future?"

Shi Yan put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Song Tingran seriously.

"I think, my wife, I want to be with you every day, forever."