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

Song Tingran also thought it was good, but Song Lingjia herself didn't say it clearly, thinking about it, the family decided to marry Song Leyu.

"No, baby kiss!" Song Tingran was shocked. When preparing for the New Year's gift this time, he actually forgot about his prospective in-law Shen Ruiqing. Fortunately, he remembered it, otherwise people would have thought it was a deliberate neglect.

Sang Cheng did not dare to speak, thinking that Song Tingran said that Zhu Xuanzhou was not good and could not marry Song Ling's Jiading baby. His sensitive little heart suddenly stirred up. He was the young husband of the family, and he still did not care about the children's marriage. He lowered his head to make it easier to open his mouth.

"Master Wife, what happened to the baby kiss?" Shi Yan also became nervous.

"It's Xiao Yu's baby kiss. We didn't prepare anything for Sister Shen's house."

"It's my fault. I should have remembered this. Wife, don't worry. The others haven't been sent out yet, so there's no time to prepare."

"Okay, I'll go to the embroidery workshop to pick out some cloth soon."

A false alarm.

Sang Cheng also felt relieved, it turned out that it was not about Song Lingjia, and he started to eat quietly.

The snow was thick and walking was difficult. Song Tingran and Shi Yan took Song Lingjia out.

"Jiajia, what's in this baggage of yours? Is it so heavy?" Song Tingran asked.

"Corn, cabbage, radish, bell pepper, celery, and some condiments."

Almost all are heavy vegetables, which are rare things in mountain villages.

Luo Mingyue, Han Congxing, and Li Zhuangzhuang are currently in the embroidery workshop, but Zhu Yuan hasn't come yet. It doesn't matter if the weather doesn't come.

Since I still had to go to the village to see if the ox cart could leave, I didn't waste time and gave the baggage to Han Congxing, and told her to take it to Banshan Village if she saw Qi Gui.

It's really tiring to walk. The snow on this road has not been cleared yet, so we can only walk one foot deep and one foot shallow.

When I was approaching the school, I met Qin Gen'er, "My boss, where are you going?"

"Let's see if the oxcart is connected. My Jiajia needs to go to the doctor's office in the town."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Gen'er was frightened. He quickly took off the backpack on his back and said, "Are you sick? Come on, I'll carry you on my back. My feet are fast."

"No, no, no, no, she's going to learn from a teacher. She's not sick."

Qin Gen'er felt relieved and picked up the backpack and put it on his back again. There was an ax in it.

Song Lingjia liked Qin Gen'er very much, "Thank you, Aunt Qin, for caring about me. Where are you going in such a cold weather?"

"You're so good. You're welcome. Auntie is going to the mountains to chop firewood."

Song Lingjia tilted his head and looked back at the location of the mountain. The weather was not suitable for cutting firewood.

"Gen'er, there's snow all over this mountain, and the road up the mountain isn't easy. Can you do this?"

Qin Gen'er patted his chest and said it was no problem at all, "Master, don't you know me yet? It's okay. I can't start work today. It's a holiday. I'm thinking of cutting some firewood to keep the house warm."

"Okay, go ahead and be safe."

"Don't worry, boss."

Qin Gen'er left brightly. He didn't have any thick clothes on him, but only thin clothes, wearing many layers.

Three layers of singles are not as good as one layer of cotton. Song Tingran felt a little sorry for Qin Gen'er. He heard Liu Yun say that she had just grown hair this year, and she was the only girl in the family who supported the whole family.

"Mom, Aunt Qin is so amazing."

"Yes, then you should also study medicine well. From now on, I will ask you to take care of our family's health."

Song Lingjia proudly agreed, further strengthening her determination to study medicine.

The road between Daniu Village and Ping'an Town is actually pretty good, not as thick as the village road.

"Are you going to take Jiajia to the hospital today?" Zhao Yu thought he wouldn't go, but the weather was going to get worse.

"Go, she must go, then it will be troublesome for my sister."

"Okay, get in the car!"

Song Lingjia sat on the car easily, and Zhao Yu hugged her and sat in the middle seat. No one else in the car had any objections.

"Sister Zhao, who is cleaning this road?"

"Village Chief Zhou led people to clean up. He said he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for the distinguished guests to come and leave, so he came out before dawn. Although it also rained down behind, it is much better. At least oxen and carts can move."

Song Tingran understood and thought about cleaning up the road at home when he went back. Presumably the surrounding villagers would also clean up other roads.

With more people and greater strength, we can overcome the snow no matter how heavy it is.

"By the way, Mr. Shi, are there still classes in the school today? My Yuanbao and Jinbao are clamoring to go. I said we shouldn't go in such heavy snow. No one listens to me. You have to speak up. Say what you say.”

"Ms. Zhao is too praiseworthy. Both children like to study. Seeing the heavy snow and the New Year, I thought I would take a few days off and wait until the New Year is over to come to the book school again."

"Okay, tell them exactly what you said when I come back."

Zhao Yu saw that there were almost no people left, so he drove the bullock cart and left. Shi Yan and Song Tingran were walking home and met Yu Jing, Zhao Yuanbao and Zhao Jinbao at the door of the book school.

"Mr. Shi!" Both children ran over, and Yu Jing said hello and explained: "The children insisted on coming to see them. It's close to home anyway, so they came. I met them without thinking."

Shi Yan told Zhao Yuanbao and Zhao Jinbao about the plan of the book school. The two were a little disappointed, but he also made it clear that children from other families far away could not come, so the two children understood. .

"Mr. Shi, do the other students in our village know about the suspension of classes?"

"Not yet. I was just planning to go to each household to talk about it, but classes are always suspended due to heavy snowfall, so everyone should know."

Zhao Yuanbao thought for a while and said cheerfully: "What if there are people like me and my brother? They all want to come, especially if they want to come, they will dream about going to school. Otherwise, my brother and I will go and tell Other students in the village.”

Children spread news very quickly, running and talking, and soon the whole village will know.

Shi Yan thought it was okay, but he was also worried that Yu Jing would disagree. After all, it was a bit cold today, so he asked.

Yu Jing agreed readily. They all grew up in the village and knew each other from house to house. There was no such thing as being lost, so they just let Zhao Yuanbao and Zhao Jinbao go.

The two children were holding hands. Looking from the back, Zhao Yuanbao was already a big girl. After the Chinese New Year, she was almost nine years old. At this age, some people had already started looking for a husband.

On the way back, Shi Yan seemed to have something on his mind, and Song Tingran could tell.

"Shi Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"Master Wife, I saw snow yesterday. I should have listened to Jinshu and announced the suspension of classes yesterday. There is no need to go to such trouble today. It's my problem."

"So that's what happened. You don't have to blame yourself. Who hasn't made a wrong decision? Besides, this is not a wrong decision. There is no need to go to the school because of the heavy snow. These students all know it, and gentlemen also I know, you just think too much.”