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

"Hmm, you should also add some water to soak your feet. It feels so comfortable."

Song Tingran lay on the bed, feeling very relaxed.

"Okay, Wife."

Sang Cheng did not go to get hot water again, but sat directly by the bed and soaked his feet in the water that Song Tingran had soaked.

Song Tingran, who had been lying flat, sat up and said, "There is still a lot of hot water in the bathroom, but I don't even have any hot water."

"It's okay, Wife. It's still quite hot. I'll just use the rest of it. That's great."

"This house is not in the same condition as before. Let's make a new one, I'll go."

Sang Cheng held Song Tingran's hand and said, "My wife, I like to use the water you used. Even if I make branches and love hearts today, I beg you to give me a reward."

Song Tingran blushed and her heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and got back into bed. She looked at Sang Cheng's back, and suddenly she remembered that this man who used to always walk with his head down was now so confusing.

There was no wind outside, so it was probably not going to snow. Song Tingran was thinking to himself. Sang Cheng had already dried his feet and crawled in from the end of the quilt.

"Ah, you scared me. I thought a wild cat had entered."

"Meow."

Because Song Tingran was still worried about the heavy snowfall, her family would definitely have no problem, but if there was a series of heavy snowfalls, the resort would definitely be affected.

She woke up in a daze and found that it was already dawn and Sang Cheng was still asleep.

I got up and looked outside for the first time. Fortunately, it wasn't snowing, and neither was Mao Maoxue.

She couldn't fall asleep anymore. Song Tingran was wearing clothes and saw that the water basin from last night had not been emptied yet, mainly because she really didn't have time last night.

"My wife, good morning. Don't move the basin. I'll pour it."

Sang Cheng's nightgown was messy and half of his shoulders were exposed. He crawled to the bedside and grabbed Song Tingran's hand before he even opened his eyes.

"It's okay. You just woke up. Take a moment and I'll go out and take a look."

"Hmm..." He was confused and looked like he was easy to bully.

Song Tingran carried the basin to the bathroom. Xiao Yuchen was also here, his ears were red.

"Yu Chen, when did you get up?"

"Well, I just got up."

"Then what did you do after you got up?"

Xiao Yuchen grumbled and wiped his face with water, then grabbed the soft handkerchief and wiped it on his face a few more times.

"I didn't do anything, wife. I just got up and was free. I went outside to clear the snow with my eldest brother, Jin Shu."

Song Tingran approached, "Will you clear it up?"

"hold head high."

Song Tingran didn't believe what Xiao Yuchen said at all. After washing, he was ready to go out and take a look.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I smelled a very special smell. It was...

She went to the black kitchen, where Chang Yuqiao, Wen Ci, and Wen Li made sticky bean buns all night long.

This thing is a fatal temptation in winter and in the north.

Now it is steamed, the white one is made of glutinous rice, the yellow one is made of yellow glutinous rice, and the inside is full of red bean filling.

Sticky bean bag

Sticky bean bag

The taste is almost the same, except that the yellow sticky bean buns are sweeter.

"What time did you three get up?"

Wen Li: "It hasn't been long since I got up, my wife."

"I don't believe it. With so many sticky bean buns, you guys got up in the middle of the night."

"No, my wife, the glutinous rice and red beans are ready-made. We didn't know what to eat in the morning, so we made this." Wen Li explained again.

Wen Ci put the sticky bean buns on the plate and looked at Wen Li fondly, "It's not that you are greedy. You like to eat soft and glutinous buns like this."

"Brother~"

Chang Yuqiao: "I want to eat it too, and the children also like it. Wife, what about you?"

"I like to eat too. Get some sugar. I think I'll just eat this in the morning and don't need to make anything else."

The quantity is indeed enough, and the excess has been frozen in the yard. It can be stored when you wake up. Whenever you want to eat it, just steam it in the pot.

Wen Ci originally wanted to make soup, but when Song Tingran said this, he stopped making it. He happened to milk the cows in the morning, so he had some milk with sticky bean buns.

Song Tingran was completely immersed in the joy of eating sticky bean buns. She ate big fish and meat every day, and occasionally ate something like this, which made her stomach cheer.

She carried the sticky bean buns into the dining room, and the kids got up one after another.

When he saw Shi Yan in the dining room, he remembered the business and hurriedly went out to see him.

Shi Yan followed, "My wife, where are you going? Wait for me."

At the gate, Song Tingran stopped. The middle of the road leading to the village had been cleared for one person to pass.

"Didn't you say that we should clear the snow together as a family? Why are you working behind my back?" Song Tingran pulled Shi Yan's hand, and the joints were a little red. His hands were always holding books, so they were always fragile.

"My wife, you see, we only cleared the small road in the middle, not all of it. We are not tired at all. I don't think we will accompany the children to build a snow house today."

"But the road is long!"

Shi Yan withdrew his hand, hugged Song Tingran, and patted her back, "It's not long. I, Yu Chen, came back from the Jinshu competition happily. I'll clean up the road again to make it wider." It’s done.”

"No, that's it, just go one by one, not side by side, that's all."

"Okay, it's all up to you, Wife, let's go back to eat."

When the two of them walked into the dining room, the husbands and wives immediately stood up. After the two of them sat down, the others sat down. Everyone was waiting for the meal to be served.

Qiao Jinshu said proudly, "My wife, what do you think? Let's be great!"

"It's awesome, eat more sticky bean buns."

Song Tingran pushed a small plate of sticky bean buns in front of Qiao Jinshu, and scooped a spoonful of sugar into it.

"My wife, this is too much. I can't eat so much."

"You can do it, just eat it and give the leftovers to Manfu."

"Hahaha, if you don't like the dog's leftovers, you can feed it whatever is left."

Shi Yan also laughed, "Fortunately, Liu Qiaojiang didn't hear this."

Song Tingran didn't understand. He looked at Shi Yan and asked why Liu Qiaojiang couldn't hear him.

The husbands also looked at Shi Yan. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Didn't I tell you about this?"

"I didn't say it." They said in unison.

"Maybe I was busy with the book school vacation a few days ago, and I forgot about it. Just a few days ago, I had a few words when I went to see Tong Gui. He got along very well with the new second husband. Don't look at it. He looks soft and scheming, but he is actually a hard worker, and his name is Gou Sheng."

"What?" Song Tingran was shocked! She had met Liu Qiaojiang's second husband, who was handsome. Why is it such a name....

Qiao Jinshu: "Brother, stop making trouble. Gou Sheng is a nickname, right? I heard my sister said that young men with poor health will have such a name so that they can make a living."

Xiao Yuchen: "This is not as nice as Manfu's name."

Chang Yuqiao: "It must be difficult for the dog to be left at home."