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

"stand up."

Song Tingran was pulled up by Shi Yan, and they sat side by side on the bed.

"I won't leave. I just figured out one thing through this incident. If I want to stay, I have to truly integrate here."

"My wife, what do you mean?"

"I will go to town tomorrow. Except for the money I keep at home for daily life, the rest will be deposited in the bank. After a while, we will go south and I will release animals along the way. As for the vegetables and fruits in the farming space, it is a difficult task."

Shi Yan wiped away her tears. None of this mattered. What was important was that she was not leaving here. This was even scarier than the previous experience of being an official in Shengjing City.

"My wife, please think of a way slowly. The imperial court is not saying that it will vigorously develop agriculture. I think it will also find opportunities."

"Yes, I have fulfilled my promise when meeting the Empress this time."

After the two of them spoke, they opened the window. It was boring to open the window this summer.

Wen Li passed by, tilting his head and looking at Shi Yan's house.

So fast, he thought to himself, and also thought about going to the backyard to pick grapes.

It was a peaceful afternoon.

She and Shi Yan went to Zhao Yu's house, delivered some things, and also visited the little Sambo'er. They spent half the afternoon talking to Zhao Yu about themselves before leaving.

During dinner in the evening, Liu Bai had already gotten closer to his family, and he didn't know what happened.

At night, it was Xiao Yuchen who stayed with him. He stopped mowing the grass and lay on the bed, chattering about how he would take Xiaoyi, Gu Yan and Liu Bai to continue to improve their martial arts in the morning.

Song Tingran felt sleepy after listening to it. This was much better than the soothing soup, which made him confused.

The next morning, as expected, when Song Tingran woke up, she reached out and touched Xiao Yuchen. She was no longer here, so she had to get up alone.

The door opened a small gap, and Xiao Yuchen peeked inside.

"Oh my wife, you woke up so early." Xiao Yuchen strode in and closed the door.

"You went to practice martial arts?"

"Well, in the inner courtyard, Liu Bai's body has not recovered yet, but this guidance is still fine."

Song Tingran was a little jealous, Liu Bai, Liu Bai, Xiao Yuchen had been talking about it since last night.

"My wife, I'll be back in a while to see if you're awake. If you don't manage the time well, you won't be late when you come back next time."

Xiao Yuchen stood carefully next to Song Tingran, and did not say anything about helping her get dressed. He had no discernment at all.

This is a sign of being obsessed with boxing and having a dull mind.

Song Tingran didn't wear any clothes anymore and raised her fingers. Xiao Yuchen was stunned and immediately bent down to get closer.

She pressed her hands on his shoulders to lower him further.

Xiao Yuchen finally slowly knelt on one knee on the ground. He was not used to this posture, so he simply dropped the other knee, knelt on both knees, and looked up.

Song Tingran stroked Xiao Yuchen's face and said, "Yuchen, do you want to practice martial arts with Liu Bai every day?"

"Yes! We have agreed."

"Will it have any impact if I take a day off?" Song Tingran was still stroking back and forth.

"No, no delay." He also pressed his face against hers, becoming a little confused and fascinated.

Song Tingran turned around and sat in front of the dressing table, looking in the mirror.

Also observing Xiao Yuchen's every move from the mirror,

His movements were fast and his reaction speed was also good. He knelt down and rubbed against Song Tingran's legs.

He took the initiative to hold her hand, touched her face again, and rubbed it affectionately.

"Good boy, what should I do next?"

"Just do it."

Song Tingran continued to guide, "I mean, you have to practice martial arts with Liu Bai every day. If it's your turn to stay with him at night..."

"I'll accompany you, my wife."

Satisfied.

Song Tingran patted Xiao Yuchen's head and asked him to get up, but he still had some unfinished thoughts and was unwilling to get up.

"Okay, help me tidy up my clothes, and let's go wash up together."

"okay."

In this way, Xiao Yuchen stood up. He tied small hidden buttons with his big hands. It took a lot of effort, but he was very patient.

Song Tingran was not in a hurry, and would give words of encouragement from time to time, just like coaxing a child.

The two of them walked out of the main room one after another. The water in the bathroom was ready and the soft handkerchief smelled fragrant.

While eating breakfast, Luo Mingyue came over to report that Qi had returned, looking quite anxious.

"I've almost finished eating. You go on eating, and I'll see what's going on with Miss Qi."

That is to say, what happened at the door, the husbands did not follow.

Luo Mingyue went back to the embroidery workshop, and Song Tingran was talking to Qi Gui outside the door.

"Miss Song, I sent the two letters you sent to Zhu Yuan early in the morning, but there was a letter from your house. It was accidentally caught in the car gap on the road and was rotten. I didn't find it until cleaning this morning."

Qi Gui took out a fragmented envelope and handed it to Song Tingran very apologetically.

This is the letter home that I can't wait for.

"Why are you so slow?" Song Tingran said in a joking tone without blaming her.

"Fortunately, the approximate address can be clearly seen on this letter, and I can infer that it is from here. Otherwise, it would be really far off."

Qi Gui was still very sorry, but in fact it was not her fault.

When it was being delivered to Ping'an Town, there was a problem with the unloading. On the way here, it was already caught in the seam of the car.

"Qi Gui, thank you for sending me this broken letter. Thank you for your hard work."

"This is what I should do. How much money did you spend to post this letter at that time? In this case, the compensation can be doubled."

"Need not."

Qi Gui still insisted on paying the compensation, and said that the money for the compensation was Xinfang's public funds.

"It's really not necessary, Miss Qi. I know it's Xinfang's public funds, but you must also be fined."

Qi Gui said nothing, but nodded sheepishly, unable to hide anything.

"Not much. I have been working for a long time now, and Xinfang has also raised my wages."

"It's one thing after another. You've done a good job by giving you a salary increase. We've known each other for many years. Let's not talk about these lies. Go and deliver the letter quickly. Don't waste time with me."

Song Tingran spoke sincerely, and Qi Gui was deeply moved. He thanked Ran and left.

She took a special look at the embroidery workshop. Zhu Yuan did not come out to deliver goods or look here like before, but was carefully sorting the goods.

Back home, Song Tingran hadn't even sat down yet, the carriage was tied up, and Li Fengmei came in a hurry, carrying a basket of home-made pot pancakes.

"Master, you are finally back. I thought you were too tired from the journey, so I didn't bother you yesterday."

Li Fengmei handed the gift to Wen Ci and sat next to Song Tingran.

"Sister Li, I was really tired yesterday. I have a complete rest today. Come here and drink some juice."

Li Fengmei took a big sip of orange juice and said, "Forget it, let me tell the truth, boss, I went to see my grandson yesterday, and I went by myself, so I didn't come to see you."

Song Tingran burst into laughter.