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

Luo Mingyue's face was full of guilt, "Miss Qin, I don't want the gift money. I'll keep this money. There will be more places to use it in the future."

"Ah? If you don't want gift money, can your family agree?"

Luo Mingyue lowered her head deeply, and tears fell heavily.

"I know it's a little short. How about you wait for me and wait for me to save up some money." Qin Gen'er was at a loss, and she didn't want to make him cry.

Chang Yuqiao wiped Luo Mingyue's tears, moved the stool closer, and gently stroked his back.

"No, no, Miss Qin, my family thought I was already married. I already gave the gift money, and my family doesn't know about it yet."

"Then..." Qin Gen'er didn't expect this to be the case. In fact, Luo Mingyue's family had already assumed that he was married.

Song Tingran never asked about Luo Mingyue again, fearing that he would still think about the dark marriage, but he didn't expect that he would be in trouble now.

"Luo Mingyue, what are your plans? Why don't you tell your family?" Song Tingran asked tentatively.

"I, I'll think about it again."

Thinking about it again, Qin Gen'er suddenly became depressed. She thought that the matter would be settled today after the conversation was so good.

Chang Yuqiao didn't intend to speak at first, but now it was for Luo Mingyue's happiness and he didn't want him to miss it.

"Luo Mingyue, if you want to start your life again in the future, you have to take care of your family affairs as soon as possible. Either confess or hide it. I probably won't know what you are doing here. After all, no one has been around you all these years. Looking for you."

Song Tingran coughed and said, "Luo Mingyue, your shopkeeper said this for your own good. If you are not a close person, you would not say such heart-wrenching words. However, you think about it yourself and see what to do." , we will all help you.”

Luo Mingyue wiped her tears. He looked at Qin Gen'er and was moved. This was the stable life he wanted.

"I will write home and explain the situation."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news."

Luo Mingyue nodded slightly. There was a bright light ahead, and no one wanted to go forward.

This visit was considered a great success. Qin Gen'er didn't stay long and went home first, saying that he would seize the time to build a new fence.

Song Tingran wrote a letter for Luo Mingyue, explaining that she had been deceived in the previous ghost marriage, that the gift money did not need to be returned, and even more so about this new marriage.

"Eh? Just now, Miss Qin didn't say whether you will be an old man or a young man after you get married, right?" Song Tingran wrote and asked.

"Well, I didn't say it, but I must be the young husband, and that's enough for me."

Luo Mingyue is full of beautiful vision for the future.

"Then I won't go into such detail in the letter. First, let me explain clearly what happened to you and see what your family's attitude is like."

"Okay, thank you, boss."

After Song Tingran finished writing the letter, he gave it directly to Zhu Yuan and asked him to take it back to Qi Gui in the evening.

With just this movement, Song Tingran's whole body went numb. He looked at Changyu Bridge and said, "It's over. I forgot an important thing."

"what's up?"

Not only Chang Yuqiao became nervous, but everyone else in the embroidery workshop also became nervous, especially Luo Mingyue.

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you. Just do whatever you need to do." After Song Tingran finished speaking, he pulled Chang Yuqiao and walked out of the embroidery workshop.

"What's going on, wife?"

"Qiao, there are two letters, which are for Jiajia and Yueyue. I forgot what I was doing, and they are still in my room. What should I do?"

"Well, I have the impression that it can only be given to the two children at night. They will understand."

After returning home, the husbands swarmed around Song Tingran and Chang Yuqiao and started asking questions.

Song Tingran was not thinking, and his mind was full of how to explain things. If there was nothing urgent in the letter, it would be fine. It would be fine if it was one day earlier or one day later.

If there was an emergency, it would probably be over. Even though it was a matter between children, Song Tingran still took it very seriously.

She let Chang Yuqiao speak first, then she returned to the house, pulled out the two letters from the depths of the table, calmly went to the inner courtyard, and placed the letters in Song Lingjia's and Song Changyue's rooms respectively.

Then he pretended that nothing happened, returned to the dining room, and discussed the meeting with the husband.

Chang Yuqiao: "According to my judgment at the scene, two people can definitely make it happen."

Xiao Yuchen: "It's great. Luo Mingyue is finally going to have a good home, and it's close. Unlike Lin Fusheng, he didn't come back a few times after getting married."

Wen Li: "Lin Fusheng couldn't help it. He started giving birth right after he entered the house. He also had to watch the blacksmith shop with Miss Leng. He really didn't have time."

Sang Cheng: "Oh, I'm so envious that I can give birth to children one after another."

This topic is not often brought up at home, because I am afraid that Sang Cheng will feel uncomfortable, so today I am really busy talking, so I have to stop here.

Song Tingran quickly went to coax Sang Cheng, "It's okay. It's great for us to live like this."

"Yeah, wife, I'm fine. I thought about it a long time ago. I was just talking casually." Sang Cheng held Song Tingran's hand, as if he was coaxing her.

Soon, in the evening, Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu came back with their Zaizai. On the way, they happened to meet Zhao Yu sending Song Lingjia and Song Changyue off, so they brought them back directly.

Song Tingran did not explain the letter immediately. Instead, he called Song Lingjia and Song Changyue aside after dinner.

"Jiajia, Yueyue, I have your letter and it's on the table in your room."

Before the next words were finished, both children jumped for joy.

"Zhu Xuanzhou must have written it to me, mother. I went back to the room to read it!" Song Lingjia ran away.

Song Tingran shouted from behind: "Jiajia, mother hasn't finished speaking yet, please wait a moment."

Song Changyue ran over and pulled Song Lingjia back. The two little cats stood obediently in front of Song Tingran.

"Mother, if there is anything else, please tell me quickly. I'm anxious to go back and read the letter." Song Lingjia looked excited.

"Me too." Song Changyue followed.

"It's just that these two letters didn't arrive today. They arrived together on the day Liu Bai arrived, but mother forgot about them."

Song Changyue stepped forward, took Song Tingran's hand, and blinked his eyes.

"Mom, thank you for helping me receive the letter."

Song Lingjia also took Song Tingran's other hand, "Thank you, mother, can I read the letter now?"

"Okay, go quickly."

The two little ones ran upstairs. There was a blanket laid by Sang Cheng on the stairs. They were very safe for walking up and down in winter.

Song Tingran also breathed a sigh of relief. When he returned to the main room, Chang Yuqiao had already put on a very drapey ice silk willow leaf nightgown, with his long hair hanging around his waist.