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

"Mom, you're not tired."

"I'm tired. I want my mother to have a good rest at home. I'll just send her to the village."

Song Tingran kissed Song Lingjia, "Okay, then mother will be at home and make delicious food for you."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Yuchen had been standing by, watching the warm scene between Song Tingran and Song Lingjia.

"My dear wife, do you still want to tie up the carriage?"

Song Lingjia looked at his second father, who ran away with a smile on his face, which could be considered an assist.

Song Tingran pretended to think, "Yuchen, do you think we should tie it up or not?"

"I don't know this, but I'm asking you." He said sincerely.

Song Tingran stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck, and went towards his face.

Xiao Yuchen was quite nervous and his cooperation was poor.

There is no one at the small gate now, but soon Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu will take their children to the private school.

Just when she was about to kiss him, she tilted her head and whispered in his ear, "Don't tie up the carriage."

Then quickly pull away as if nothing had happened.

Shi Yan came out of the room holding a book.

"Yu Chen, are you feeling unwell? Why are you so red?" he asked with concern.

"It's okay, big brother. I'm hot. I'm going to the fields to cool down."

Xiao Yuchen opened the small door and left, his face, ears, and neck all red.

Shi Yan didn't care. Xiao Yuchen just had hot blood. It was not easy to touch him in the summer. His palms felt like they were on fire.

Song Tingran followed the large group heading to the private school. When they arrived at the entrance of the embroidery workshop, Gu Yan naturally followed behind.

"I wore thick socks today and I feel so hot." Song Can said as he walked.

"Which pair are you wearing?" Song Leyu asked casually.

Song Can kicked the pebbles on the ground and said, "It's the one that Third Uncle gave each of us a pair some time ago."

Song Leyu said in surprise: "Stupid Cancan, it must be hot, it's double-layered, how can you not be hot?"

Song Can regretted it, but it was too late to go back and change. He didn't feel hot at home, but only felt hot when walking like this.

Song Tingran knew that Changyu Bridge not only made a pair of cotton socks for the children, but also a pair for each adult.

Cotton socks are comfortable to wear and do not make your feet stuffy. Making them into double layers is perfect for days when the seasons change.

"Cancan, you are just like your father. Your feet are most susceptible to cold. Don't worry. Wait until we get to the school and feel them when you are not walking around. I am afraid you will feel cold."

Song Can thought for a moment and said, "Mom is right. My feet are always as cold as ice."

Shi Yan: "Fortunately, Cancan likes to eat mutton, so it can be a little tonic. I haven't made it for a while, so I'll wait and let Wen Li and the others take a look."

"okay."

Although Qiao Jinshu didn't say anything, he was already very happy. He was thinking about cutting some lamb leg meat and putting it in the steamed bun to eat.

When they arrived at the entrance of the school, Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu took the children in.

Song Tingran held one child in each hand and walked towards the village entrance.

"Yueyue, has your master told you recently that she is going to manage Xiangcheng?"

Song Changyue shook his head.

"No, mother, but since Master came back from Guanxiang City, she has been very happy every day. I can see that."

"Okay, then you can ask around, understand?"

Song Changyue immediately understood what he meant and said that he would complete the task. When the time came, he began to ask questions indirectly and said hello. He would come back in the evening to tell everyone some gossip after dinner.

Song Tingran thought, since he had been in Guan Xiangcheng for so long and was so happy when he came back, this matter was most likely to be successful.

However, she did not receive any letter from Miss Han explaining this matter, and there has been no news from Han Congxing since he returned.

She could understand why he didn't write to her, after all, he needed to avoid suspicion, but he could always write to Changyu Bridge, after all, he was his master.

Zhao Yu waved her hand and said, "Sister Song, what are you thinking about?"

Song Tingran looked over and saw that the two children had already boarded the ox cart. No wonder Zhao Yu asked that.

"Nothing, it's just that the weather is so nice, I'm thinking about making something delicious today."

"You, whatever you cook is delicious. Your cooking skills are incredible. By the way, the grass is green. I want to take the kids to go for an outing nearby when the school is closed. If you are free, we can go together."

"Okay, I'm a bit tired of going to resorts all the time. Sister, have you found a good place?"

"How would I know a good place? It's just the edge of town, in the direction of the horse farm. There's a small riverside with nice scenery. Many people go there for an outing. Have you been there?"

Song Tingran followed Zhao Yu's description and felt that this place was somewhat familiar.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was the place I had been to when I had taken Shi Yan to the horse farm to buy a carriage and when we came back.

In the carriage...

She didn't expect that after so many years, more and more people would go there for an outing.

"Sister, I have some impression. Although we have water and grass here, I think the children will like it if we go to another place. Let's go together."

Song Tingran had other ideas. Shi Yan would surely be very surprised to return to his hometown.

Thinking of the expression he might have, Song Tingran wanted to laugh.

Song Lingjia and Song Changyue sat in the middle of the carriage.

"Mother, are you so happy to send us away?" Song Lingjia asked doubtfully.

Song Changyue also looked at it that way.

"No, what are you talking about? Mom has just decided to take you guys out to play. Aren't you happy?"

Song Lingjia narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll trust you for now."

"Put it aside for now. When has mother ever lied to you?"

Zhao Yu checked the number of people and found that it was almost full today. However, he was afraid of missing the time if he didn't leave now, so he drove the carriage away.

Song Tingran was also walking home alone. When he reached the fork in the road, he saw Qin Gener's mother looking very happy.

"Aunt Qin, where are you going?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Song. I didn't notice you when I was just looking at the road. I have to go to town."

The two came together.

Song Tingran looked back at Zhao Yu's ox cart, but it had gone far away and could not be called back.

"Aunt Qin, the ox cart just left."

"Really?" Mother Qin looked over and could only see a tiny shadow of the ox cart.

She had only been in Daniu Village for a short time and was not sure about the time.

"Wait for the next trip. It won't take too long."

Mother Qin nodded. "Well, the roads here are really good. Even walking is fast. Unlike where I live, many roads are dirt roads. It's OK when the weather is good, but if it's cloudy and rainy, there's no way to walk."

"This son is not only unsuccessful but also filial. He will enjoy a good life here in the future."

Mother Qin couldn't hide her smile and had a very pleasant conversation with Song Tingran.

"Yes, we are really promising, but we also met a good boss and a good boss like you, otherwise we would have just endured it."