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

"That's the one who showed you the way at the entrance of Shiqing Village once."

"I have some impression of you now that you mention it, but are you old enough to get married?"

Song Tingran only had a vague impression and couldn't identify the person, so he just continued the conversation.

"It's time. I've just reached the age of marriage. This is perfect. It's the right time to have children."

"Yeah, that's good. Is it settled?"

I don’t know about Qiao Xin. She just introduced the two families to each other. She is not a professional. She didn’t go when they met. It was the two sides who met each other.

However, after hearing what Yu Heng's family said, it does sound good.

Qiao Xin also had other things to do, and after talking for so long, she had to hurry to do them. Song Tingran also collected some new things and went home.

She sighed as she walked. Everything else was going smoothly, but why was there no news regarding the Four-Pointed Star Organization?

It's really strange that there are so many odd-job workers in the town, and yet there is no clue about the goods after so many days.

The real goods have already been shipped out, and the Moxiang Embroidery Workshop is anxious to get them. So far, everything seems to be going smoothly this time.

"My dear wife, what are you thinking about? You were so lost in thought that you didn't even notice me."

Wen Li had already walked in front of Song Tingran, and she finally came out of her thoughts.

"Thinking about the embroidery workshop. Where are you going?" Song Tingran asked when he saw Wen Li holding something in his hand.

"I'll take some freshly steamed buns mixed with some milk and send some to my eldest brother's parents' home."

As he spoke, Wen Li opened the lid for Song Tingran to see. The food box had two layers, both filled with steamed buns. Each one was big and round, still steaming.

Song Tingran had said before that if the family did something, Shi Yan would definitely be embarrassed to say that it was a gift from his parents' home, and she would not keep an eye on such things all the time, so she would let other people in the family keep it in mind.

Whenever he made something new, he would send some to her, and Shi Yan’s parents would also often send gifts over.

"Well, I'll go with you. I don't have anything else to do when I get home."

"Okay, my wife, but the journey is a bit long and you will be tired. How about I go and take you there?"

"It's okay. It's not far from Daniu Village. The weather is nice, so I might as well take a walk."

The two walked hand in hand, and Song Tingran suddenly thought of Wen Ci and father Wen Li.

"Wen Li, where is your brother?"

"Wife, my brother is going to make some sugar triangles. The children like them. There is some leftover flour from steaming buns. Sang Cheng and the others are at home helping."

"Well, I haven't visited your father for a while. Do you want to go and see him?"

Wen Li was delighted, but soon calmed down, "Wife, I think he definitely did, but the situation with my father is complicated, and we finally found Miss Lu to help take care of him. If we go to see him, I think someone might not want to, and if we end up getting into trouble, it's better not to go. Anyway, Miss Lu said she would send us a message if anything happens."

Having said so much, I still want to go, but I’m worried about a lot of things.

"How many buns are there?"

"Ah?" Wen Li was still not able to get back to the topic. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Three big pots, plus sugar triangles, I guess there must be at least two pots."

"Well, I definitely won't be able to finish it today."

"Yeah, you can't finish it even if you eat to death."

The two of them walked to the fork in the road leading to the school, and happened to meet the children who were taking a break and playing at the door.

Shi Le'an saw Song Tingran and Wen Li early in the morning, and shouted to Shi Yan.

"Hey, no need to call..." Before Song Tingran finished speaking, Shi Le'an ran into the school and called for help, "This kid runs really fast."

"An An is much more lively than she was two years ago. This is good," Wen Li said.

Qiao Jinshu ran out first, "Wife, wife, wife."

He was very happy after being called three times in a row.

"Aren't you afraid that your students will laugh at you?"

"I'm not afraid. My voice isn't loud. Even if Sixth Brother hears it, he won't laugh at me."

Wen Li: "Yes, yes, but you only called me wife, I feel a little sad."

Qiao Jinshu immediately took Wen Li's arm and said, "Good brother, don't be sad. Let me see what good stuff you have in your hand."

He snatched it away.

"Wait a minute, there are milk buns inside for my eldest brother's mother's family."

"Oh, what a pity. I can't go with you guys."

Qiao Jinshu returned the food box to Wen Li. Song Tingran said helplessly, "I think you are disappointed. I didn't bring you any delicious food, did I?"

"My dear wife, please don't expose me."

Shi Yan also came over, and Qiao Jinshu immediately said happily: "Brother, I have to go to your parents' home to deliver something again. Look how much your wife misses you, just like me."

"He's becoming more and more unruly. This is right in front of the school, he's acting like a teacher."

"I know, big brother." Qiao Jinshu immediately became obedient and muttered to himself, "My voice is not loud."

Shi Yan looked at the things in Wen Li's hand and said, "My dear wife, there is really no need to send gifts all the time. Life in the village has improved now. It is not as poor as it was back then."

"I know, but this time it wasn't my idea. Wen Li and the others said that the milk buns were sweet, so I sent them to you specially."

Song Tingran looked at Wen Li. He didn't say anything. He couldn't kick the ball back and say that it was something she had agreed to before.

Shi Yan was very touched. Although such things happened all the time, it also represented the constant remembrance day after day throughout the years.

"Don't send it next time. Although we don't need anything at home, there will be a lot of expenses in the future. There's no need to make more of these. Think about my parents."

Wen Li agreed obediently, and thought to himself, I get it, I'll give it to you next time.

"Shi Yan, you don't have to save money for me. From now on, we will just eat one and throw away one." Song Tingran joked.

Shi Yan also laughed, "Wife, I know it's you."

"Oh."

Song Tingran took Wen Li and left.

Shi Yan: "Walk slowly, my wife."

Qiao Jinshu: "Yes, walk slowly, don't get hungry on the way and eat the buns!"

Song Tingran turned around and said, "You should go back to the academy soon, or you will be hungry and have no steamed buns to eat. You can only eat here."

Wen Li laughed non-stop. Song Tingran wanted to help him carry it for a while, but he said it was not heavy and hid from her to prevent her from helping.

"Wife, you spoil me so much that I can't stop doing anything. If you help me carry things outside, I won't dare to go out and chat with other young wives anymore."

"Well, since we are already lawless, we might as well be even more lawless."

"Hmm?" Wen Li was puzzled. "What, my dear wife, you are not going to carry me on your back, are you?"

"Tomorrow, let's go to Changxing Village. I'll stay with you and your brother for two days."

Wen Li paused, looked at Song Tingran very seriously, and said, "Wife, it's too much trouble to go. And there may be more trouble if you go. I won't go. I know you are doing this for my brother and me."