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

Went downstairs.

"Zhuang Zhuang, the apartment you live in upstairs is clean and not dirty. Just do some simple sweeping. We'll do a big cleaning when the Chinese New Year is approaching."

"Yes, master."

Chang Yuqiao didn't see Song Tingran in the hall and ran to the storage room. Sure enough, he was still here.

"My wife, I really like the fabric this time. It will be a honor to give it away. I will embroider some patterns on it."

"Hmm, okay, I can't even get out of this storage room. I also selected several fabrics that I like, but don't be in a hurry for mine. You can follow Xiaokui and the others first."

Sang Cheng and Xiao Yuchen are both holding piles of cloth. They can't see the road ahead. They can only tilt their heads to look ahead. If there is a big hole under their feet, they will definitely fall.

Chang Yuqiao helped Sang Cheng pick up some, and Song Tingran picked three more, and that was the end.

"These are for Xiaokui, these are for Sister Han, and these are for Sister Lin. These will be sent to Mo Embroidery Workshop to Chen Xiangyin and his brother Chen Xiangyuan, but they should be given in the name of Embroidery Workshop."

Chang Yuqiao recorded it one by one; Zhu Yuan heard it and came over and said: "Dong, Dong, my boss, tomorrow, I want it, I want it, I want it, come... take it, take it, okay?"

Zhu Yuan's words were a little brief, but everyone could understand them. He meant whether he should ask Qi Gui to collect these things tomorrow so that they could be sent out as soon as possible.

"No, I haven't prepared everything yet. I'll send it out together when it's ready. I'll let you know when the time comes."

Zhu Yuan nodded.

Changyuqiao continued to stay, while Song Tingran took Sang Cheng and Xiao Yuchen back. Before they even approached the yard, they could smell the fragrant smell.

All the beef is cut according to the grain, one piece at a time, almost the same size and length.

At this time, Wen Ci and Wen Li had already threaded the fried beef through the head of the beef strips with clean needles and hung them up.

In fact, it can be eaten directly, but if you want to make beef jerky, you need to dry it so that it can be stored for a longer time.

"Master Wife, look at what my brother and I did. Isn't it great?" Wen Li took Song Tingran and looked at it closely.

"Not bad, not bad. The people who eat beef here are probably ours. I'm waiting to try selling it in a restaurant. The price can be higher."

Wen Li nodded, and Wen Ci asked, "Master Wife, what if the restaurant sells well and our family doesn't have enough cattle?"

"Let's sell them first. Don't you still have Sister Zhao? You can buy calves from her and raise them back, but I don't think our family will use them."

"Well, no need. When I went to cover the shed, I felt that there was another baby in my belly. We can have another calf." Xiao Yuchen is now a good hand at delivering livestock.

Song Tingran was thinking about what to eat at night. She really didn't eat enough of the chicken rack before. She only had a small piece in total, so why not...

It's better to take action than to eat. Song Tingran counted the chickens at home. There were more than enough. Like the newly appointed King of Hell, he pointed to the chicken coop and said: "Ten."

Xiao Yuchen started to catch the chickens without any hesitation. Wen Li asked in a low voice: "My wife, ten chickens are too many. Can we finish eating?"

"I can't finish it. I just want the chicken rack part inside. The other chicken and so on can be frozen and eaten later as a New Year's gift."

"rational."

There was a fluttering in the chicken coop. Xiao Yuchen was very cautious. After catching the chickens, he counted them again. After making sure that there were no more and no less, he started the neck wiping operation.

Wen Ci was heating hot water in the kitchen. It was not a trivial matter to pluck these ten chickens.

Song Tingran was not idle either. The previous barbecue grill had been moved in, and today it was moved out again. It was quite heavy to say it was not laborious, but it was not that heavy considering the chicken rack.

Based on the experience of making chicken racks last time, Song Tingran prepared three chicken racks today.

They are the charcoal-grilled spicy chicken rack, the vinegar-sprayed chicken rack that I had last time, the staple food chicken rack with noodles, and the spicy stir-fried chicken rack.

The husbands were responsible for handling the ten chickens, and Song Tingran prepared the materials. They had just removed the chicken racks, and Zhao Yu sent them back to Song Lingjia and Song Changyue. It was not yet time to come back on weekdays. .

"Sister Zhao, what happened?" She looked worried.

"It's okay. It's just that there may be heavy snow soon, so I picked up both children in advance. I'm afraid that if there is heavy snow, the road will be difficult to walk, and it will be cold, and the children will freeze."

"Thank you, Sister Zhao. You are so thoughtful. I didn't even think of this. Are they both obedient? Did they cause you any trouble?" Song Tingran could only think about the chicken stand, and it wasn't snowing at the moment, so she couldn't I didn’t expect there would be snow behind.

Zhao Yu waved her hands repeatedly, "These two children are very well-behaved. They even helped me greet the other guests in the car, which really helped me."

"That's good. If you don't obey, you can do it directly. I won't feel bad at all." Song Tingran touched the heads of the two children and said.

It is estimated that Zhao Yu has to continue working. If it snows heavily, the fare can be increased.

"Mom, I wish the master finally allowed me to play the piano today. Although it was only for a short while, I was still very happy. I also learned that playing the guzheng is not that simple. The music scores are so difficult. Fortunately, my father is able to play the guzheng on weekdays. Taught me how to see.”

Song Changyue was happy, but Song Lingjia was still the same, hugging Song Tingran feebly.

"Mother..."

"What's wrong? Jiajia."

Song Lingjia didn't say anything, just chirping here. Song Changyue knew what was going on, and the two little sisters on the road told him.

"Mom, it's snowing today, and there are so many people who went to the hospital for injuries. Jiajia didn't even have a chance to talk to Dr. Ying. After a busy day, she didn't even have a few bites of lunch." Song Changyue kept the story short.

Song Tingran pushed Song Lingjia away, held her shoulders, and said excitedly: "Jiajia, have you been busy in the hospital all day?"

"correct."

"Then what have you done?"

"It's snowing, so many people fall down and get injured. Plus the doctors are really busy. I just follow Dr. Ying's apprentice, changing the hot water, handing gauze and other things."

After saying that, Song Lingjia was still listless. After seeing Song Tingran's excited expression, she realized what she was doing. She happily took Song Changyue and her mother's hands and started jumping around.

"Great, Doctor Ying has accepted me, accepted me!"

The husbands are also happy for Song Lingjia. It is estimated that after going to the medical clinic tomorrow, he can become a disciple. Of course, if he is not busy.

"Jiajia, I will go to the medical clinic with you tomorrow. If you want to become a disciple, I can also help you pay the apprenticeship fee."

Song Lingjia tilted her little head, still excited, but Doctor Ying hadn't opened his mouth yet, so she was still a little worried.

"No, mother, don't go now. I'll tell you when Dr. Ying says it himself. If you go there, it will save us wishful thinking and it will be quite embarrassing."