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

Village Chief Zhou quickly waved his hands and said, "What Mayor Zhou? He is still the deputy mayor, just with more power than before."

Li Fengmei smiled. In her heart, she had already determined that Village Chief Zhou was Town Mayor Zhou. His power was now greater than that of the deputy mayor, so he had simply been promoted.

Song Tingran congratulated him, "It's just a title. Village Chief Zhou has a bright future ahead of him."

"Alas, to be honest, if it weren't for you, I would never have become the deputy mayor in my life, let alone helping Mayor Wu Qinning deal with all the big and small matters. Now she lets me do a lot of things, and I'm under a lot of pressure."

"Village Chief Zhou, without you, there would be nothing. It was you who helped me come to my senses and you helped me get here. Without your fairness and justice, there would be no me and no Daniu Village. Everything was won by you. You are the best Village Chief Zhou in all of our hearts."

Village chief Zhou was moved by these words. If she continued, she was afraid that her eyes would turn red, so she quickly asked Song Tingran to count the banknotes.

Li Fengmei also asked Song Tingran to open the number.

Song Tingran had no choice but to open it and take a quick look at it. This made both parties feel at ease and did not cause any embarrassment.

"Thank you for the autumn harvest. How are my preparations for the most important thing going?"

Village Chief Zhou: "Last year, Zhao Yu came to me with a letter, and she was very anxious. She had almost everything ready, and everything was at her house. But you have to think about it carefully, because this is not a trivial matter."

Li Fengmei: "The village chief is right. This will definitely cause a huge stir. And will your Shi Yan agree to it?"

Song Tingran did this because he was prepared.

"Don't worry, everything is going well. The date I estimated is about the same, so just follow the plan."

Seeing that Song Tingran insisted, Village Chief Zhou and Li Fengmei also felt that this was an unprecedented happy event, so they hurried back to help her prepare.

Song Tingran was also a little nervous. He wanted to go to the storage room to see if the things the empress had given him before could be used. But when he turned around, he saw Sang Cheng holding the pillar with a unhappy look on his face.

"Sang Cheng, what's wrong with you?" She walked over quickly.

"Ah, it's okay. It may be due to acclimatization. I just came back from Haizhou City."

"We're already home, how can you still be suffering from acclimatization? Come on, I'll take you to the town."

Sang Cheng refused. He didn't like going to the clinic and would rather avoid going if possible.

"My dear wife, I may not have eaten well. I will go back to my room to have some rest. If I still don't feel better tomorrow, can I go to the clinic?" he pleaded.

"Ok."

Song Tingran touched his forehead and found no fever, so he helped him back to the room.

"You lie down and take a nap. I'll make some soup to warm your stomach. I'll also make something light for dinner. Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

Song Tingran sat on the edge of the bed and covered Sang Cheng with a quilt. He looked better now.

"Well... I don't have anything I want to eat, so just cook as usual. Don't delay everyone's meal because of me."

"You always think about others, just rest in peace."

Song Tingran gave him a gentle kiss, then left his room and closed the door gently.

She told the children at home to play quietly and not to go too close to Sang Cheng's house.

Then she told her husbands that Sang Cheng was not feeling well and asked them to cook more light meals in the evening. She was also busy in the dark kitchen, trying to stew a chestnut and yam chicken soup, all the ingredients were available at home.

In the past, if the family wanted to eat something and it was not available at home, they would take it from the farming space.

Now that we no longer have the space to farm, we have to think about what we have at home and how to match it.

Song Tingran prefers the latter. Like all the ordinary villagers here, she loves life and works hard.

"Master wife."

Shi Yan walked into the dark kitchen, came to Song Tingran's side, and started peeling chestnuts with her.

"Have everything been packed?"

"Well, everything has been put away. Changyuqiao and the others are washing clothes. I'll help you. This is the worst for nails."

Shi Yan spoke very gently and slowly. After saying so much, he did not ask the questions in his mind.

He just went to the shelter and took a look around. He happened to hear Village Chief Zhou and Li Fengmei talking about something about a wedding and then left in a hurry.

The only thing he could think of was that Song Tingran wanted to hold a ceremony for Liu Bai, so there couldn't be any newcomers.

Song Tingran was so focused on the chicken soup that he didn't notice Shi Yan's quietness and loneliness.

"Wife, is there anything going on at home recently? Do you need my help?"

Song Tingran was stunned and put down the chestnuts. There was still enough time.

"Yes, come with me."

Song Tingran wiped his hands with a soft towel, wiped Shi Yan's hands, and then pulled him into the storage room.

All the things placed here are the rewards given by the empress before. Except for the silver, the other things have never been moved. Some of them are also placed next door.

Song Tingran casually opened a big box, and then opened the others. Seeing this, Shi Yan immediately followed suit and opened them one by one.

The sight of gold, silver and jewelry everywhere is very shocking.

"Shi Yan, I was thinking that there are many things in here that we can't use, so I thought about giving them to everyone. Each of you can choose a few to decorate your room and add some joy. I will leave some for each child, seal them up, and wait for them to be used as gifts when they come of age. The rest will all be sold, and the banknotes will be kept in your name."

Shi Yan was stunned. "It's under my name? This is not appropriate for a wife."

"What's wrong with that? In the past few months, I have kept all the share that Sister Lin gave me under your name. I originally wanted to deal with these things and give you a surprise together, but I really couldn't decide which ones to keep and which ones to sell, so I had to tell you in advance."

Shi Yan's brows were tightly furrowed. He was overthinking it and wondered if it was to make up for Liu Bai's wedding ceremony. This was a compensation for him.

"My dear wife, I don't want it. The money you give me on weekdays is enough."

"No, I don't know how to manage money. You take care of this part, so I don't have to spend it all one day."

Song Tingran quickly pulled Shi Yan back to the main house and took out the bills from the closet, which could be used to withdraw money from all the Tongyuan Banks.

"Here, take it first. I'll give you the rest after those things are sold."

Song Tingran stuffed it into his hands.

"My dear wife, does this belong to everyone, or was it only given to me?"

"I gave it to you."

Shi Yan held the receipt with his name clearly on it.

The family's income mainly comes from the private school, embroidery workshop, stone gambling shop, restaurant, Lin Qinghe's share, and the family's large fields.

Shi Yan had always been in charge of the money earned from the private school, and now that Lin Qinghe's share had been given to him, he was in charge of one-third of the family's property.