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

Wen Ci: "I'll trust you for now."

Song Tingran walked around Zheng Xin and looked at him. He stood there for a while. Without anything to support himself, he was already in so much pain that he could not stand steadily.

"Your feet are frostbitten?"

"Yeah, after I recovered, I realized I couldn't walk. My brother bought me some medicine. Fortunately, he was there, otherwise I would definitely not be able to stand up."

Song Tingran felt something was wrong. If it healed, at most he would be lame and the pain wouldn't last forever.

She didn't say anything and lifted the lid of the pot. The food was warm to begin with, and now it was just right to eat after being heated up.

Wen Li took it out and held it, and Song Tingran gestured for him to give it to Zheng Xin.

Zheng Xin couldn't believe that these were all for him, and he didn't dare to take them even though they were right in front of him.

"Miss Song, I can just eat potatoes. I like potatoes."

"You are too thin. You can't do the work well like this."

"Thank you, thank you Miss Song!"

Zheng Xin brought it over and started eating with big mouthfuls. The white rice was so fragrant, as was the soup and the meat. These were big chunks of meat, lean and solid!

"Wen Ci, Wen Li, you two stay together and go get the small medicine box in the carriage."

"Ah."

The two of them didn't ask why and just went there. The Song family always prepares a small medicine box at home, which contains the medicines needed for daily life.

There would be one copy on the carriage, and each school, embroidery shop, gambling stone shop, and restaurant would also have one copy.

I'm not afraid of waste, I'm just afraid that it won't be there when I need it.

Zheng Xinxiang was so moved that she didn't care about the heat at the bottom of the bowl and cried.

Tears mixed with rice, his heart was warm.

Song Tingran ignored him, found a stool and sat down, waiting for Wen Ci and Wen Li to come back.

"My dear wife, I got it back." Wen Ci said.

Wen Li closed the kitchen door, not wanting to disturb his father's rest.

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious!" Zheng Xin responded vaguely, still eating with big mouthfuls.

When Wen Ci saw his appearance, he suddenly remembered the time when he suffered in the past, and quietly poured him a glass of water.

Zheng Xin was stunned and cried even harder.

The bowl was so shiny after eating, as if it had been washed. Zheng Xin has a big appetite, so I guess he has been eating sparingly these days.

"Sit down and let Wen Ci take a look at your right foot."

"Ah?" Zheng Xin hesitated, "Don't bother, it's already healed, it's just that my walking posture is not right, it looks more serious.

He dodged, and Wen Ci just listened to Song Tingran, walked up to him and pushed him down on the stool.

In order to avoid suspicion, Song Tingran didn't look and turned around. Everything was done by Wen Ci and Wen Li.

"Ah!" Wen Li exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Song Tingran asked without turning back.

Wen Li came over, obviously frightened, "My wife, his feet are rotten."

Song Tingran was right. It seemed that Zheng Xin had really changed. If he was still the same as before, he would definitely find ways to let Father Wen know about his injury.

Zheng Xin was very anxious.

"Miss Song, it's okay. Just don't tell my brother. The medicine is very expensive."

Song Tingran ignored him and asked Wen Ci and Wen Li to help with simple treatment, apply medicine, and then wrap it with gauze.

Zheng Xin felt pain, and he gritted his teeth and tried not to make any sound. He didn't want to be annoying.

"Zheng Xin, what happened?"

"Miss Song, this medicine worked well at first. Because the weather was cold, I saw that it was almost healed and I didn't want to spend any more money, so I said it was healed. I believed that it would heal even if it was bumped or bruised. But who knew that the hotter the weather, the more serious the ulceration would become."

Zheng Xin felt very guilty, but he kept it to himself and didn't say anything. Today he went to a far place to have a look to see if there was any grass he had never seen before. He thought that if it was the right grass for his condition, he would get better quickly.

"You were too pretentious before, and now you are too stubborn. You can't hide it after you eat it. I will have to buy ointment for you sooner or later." Song Tingran was also helpless.

"It's okay, I can bear it, Miss Song, thank you. Except for my brother, no one has cared about me for a long time."

Wen Li packed up his medicine box and asked, "What about your mother's family?"

Wen Ci helped him put down his trouser legs, and he hurried to do it himself.

"Ah? There is no such thing as my maternal family. I want to die in the Wen family."

The topic was a bit heavy. Wen Ci and Wen Li were undoubtedly lucky. Logically speaking, Zheng Xin was still their little father, but they were indeed about the same age.

"I'll leave this ointment and gauze to you. If you apply the ointment yourself every day, it will last at least half a month." Song Tingran stood up and said to Zheng Xin.

"I do not have money."

"No money, just take good care of Father-in-law Wen."

"I will never leave you!"

Song Tingran felt that the word was a bit strange, but he understood what it meant. He pushed open the kitchen door and left, and Wen Li followed with a small medicine box.

Wen Ci: "Zheng Xin, my father is a good person, please don't let him be bullied."

Zheng Xin: "Well! Whoever wants to bully my brother, just help me get on top of the dead body and step over it."

Wen Ci felt slightly relieved, told him to go back and rest, and then quickly chased after him.

Zheng Xin cried with happiness. He no longer had to be afraid because he had a home.

The next day, Zheng Xin got up at daybreak and made breakfast. The light porridge and side dishes were also appetizing. Then he fed the sheep in the yard and talked to them.

When Father Wen was washing up, hot water was ready and he saw Zheng Xin.

"Are you in a good mood today?"

After Zheng Xin used the medicine, the pain was relieved a little. The ointment itself has the function of relieving pain.

"Well, the weather is nice, and I am happy too."

Sometimes, Wen's father looked at Zheng Xin as if she were a child. If she had not married into the Wen family, she would probably have married someone of similar age.

Song Tingran and the other two also got up. After all, they were not at home and it was not easy to sleep in.

"Good morning, Miss Song, and good morning, young gentlemen!" Zheng Xin shouted energetically.

Song Tingran also nodded and went to wash up with her husband.

Father Wen glanced at him and walked over with a serious expression. After all, he was very different from who he was yesterday.

"Zheng Xin, you don't have any ideas, do you?"

"Ah? Brother, I don't have any idea." Zheng Xin looked confused.

"That's good. I only have two sons like this. Now they have a good home. I can close my eyes even if I die. We can live together like this in the future, which is perfect."

Zheng Xin finally understood and immediately knelt in front of Wen's father.

"Brother, I absolutely don't have any thoughts that shouldn't be there. If I have even a hint of that, I will be frozen to the point of festering all over my body, unable to live or die, and tortured every day."

Father Wen did this for the sake of his two children, otherwise he would not have questioned Zheng Xin like this.

"I believe you, please get up."

"Thank you, brother. Something happened last night and I wanted to talk to you about it."

"Ah."

The two went to the main hall to talk. Zheng Xin did not mention the frostbite, but only talked about the food.

Father Wen immediately understood why Zheng Xin had changed so much today. It turned out that he had been recognized and was no longer worried.

"I wronged you. Don't take it to heart. I just don't want Wen Ci and Wen Li to make any mistakes."

"Brother, I understand. I spoke too late. I wanted to talk to you after breakfast. It's my fault."

Song Tingran walked in. Wen Ci and Wen Li were holding breakfast in their hands. Seeing this, Zheng Xin immediately limped to the kitchen.