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

"Whether vegetables grow well or not has a lot to do with the land. When we plow the land, we must plow it thoroughly, mix the nutrients with the soil, and dig a small drainage ditch next to the soil, so that if we encounter Rainy weather will not affect the growth of vegetables..."

Xiao Yuchen became more and more fluent as he spoke. As expected, he became more confident in the parts he was good at and his voice gradually became louder.

He was very well prepared and explained every step in detail from plowing the ground to the final picking. It seemed that he really wanted to teach everyone so that every household could grow perfect vegetables.

"My wife, I've finished speaking. How do you feel?"

There was no light in this area. He was so excited that he tripped when he got off the small stage. He fell to the ground without complaining of pain. He immediately stood up, dusted himself off, and looked straight at Song Tingran, wanting to get Praise.

"Very good. Just follow this instructions tomorrow. Our whole family is here to cheer you up."

"Well, I will definitely perform better tomorrow."

Xiao Yuchen put away the drawing in his hand, leaned over and kissed Song Tingran on the cheek, still like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing that his wife did not run away, but still smiling, he dared to kiss her again. Song Tingran did not let him leave this time, and hugged his neck. She moved her cheek slightly to meet the soft Labialis.

A soft and long kiss seemed to awaken Xiao Yuchen. He changed from passive to active and held Song Tingran in his arms.

a long time.

Song Tingran felt that her mouth was a little swollen, so she gently pushed Xiao Yuchen away and said, "It's time to go back, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Ah, okay, go home, hehe."

There was no one on the road, and everyone who should be sleeping was asleep. Xiao Yuchen, who was so big, deliberately walked next to Song Tingran when walking, almost squeezing her into someone else's yard.

Song Tingran also squeezed him, and the two of them walked home in a crooked way, with no step going straight.

"Go to bed quickly, I'm sleeping too." Song Tingran said in a hissing voice, fearing to wake up the sleeping people.

"Okay, Wife, I'll watch you go back to the house."

Song Tingran was lying on the bed, touching her reddish lips and feeling that she was being hugged all over. She kicked the air a few times embarrassedly and fell asleep holding the quilt.

A ray of sunlight shone into Song Tingran's room from the window. There was already a rustling sound outside. She quickly got up to clean up. When she opened the door, she happened to see Xiao Yuchen and almost bumped into each other.

"What are you doing here with the basin?"

"I, I got some water for you to wash up with."

This was something Sang Cheng usually did, but today it was someone who didn't do this job that he didn't often do. Song Tingran was a little surprised.

"Okay, you can just put it over there. It's so tiring to keep holding it like this."

"I'm not tired. Wife, please wash up quickly."

Today, Xiao Yuchen's hair was definitely not combed by himself. It was neater than usual, and the dark blue soft scarf that he didn't usually wear was neatly tied on it.

Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, and Wen Li came out of the kitchen together, and the fragrance immediately entered their noses.

Wen Li: "My wife, my neighbor Granny Li pickled the sauerkraut and sent it over early in the morning. We made the sauerkraut pie. It must be delicious."

After saying that, he arranged the bowls and chopsticks neatly for Song Tingran, filled them with porridge, and pulled out a stool for her.

Everyone sat down one after another. Qiao Jinshu liked to eat the pickled cabbage cake and licked his fingers.

"My wife, can we pickle sauerkraut? This way we can eat it in winter."

"Of course you can. Then after the house is repaired and there is space, I can buy a few large tanks and it will definitely be enough. But do any of you know how to pickle?"

Everyone looked at each other. Pickling sauerkraut looked simple, but in fact it was a technical job. We all knew a little bit about it, but we didn’t have much confidence in doing it well.

"My wife, I know a little bit, but I'm still not sure about something. If you can ask my neighbor Granny Li for advice, it should be OK."

Wen Li rubbed his hands, and Qiao Jinshu's words of thanks had already been uttered. Song Tingran said, "Okay, then I will accompany you to get some scriptures from Granny Li after a while."

"Ah."

Just after eating, Liu Yun came to work with the workers. Outside were carts of newly brought materials.

"Dong Song's family, these are the new ones, they are good at work."

The new workers hurriedly said hello to Song Tingran, which was very polite. However, Song Tingran had something to do when he went out, so he said, "Okay, let's start working. Twenty-one workers will come in the afternoon." Workers, I will listen to your instructions. You can move the materials in the morning. I have something else to do and will go out first."

Song Tingran was busy every day, and Liu Yun was used to it. He greeted the workers to start working, but...the husbands all followed him.

No one was left in the family, except for little Manfu, who was still licking rice soup in the courtyard.

Liu Yun's heart: Song Dong's family really trusts us! He deserves to be the best boss in the world (working hard...)

Song Tingran's family of eight was really cool walking on the road. Each of the seven husbands was beautiful and had different styles.

There was wind under her feet and she was so proud.

"Master Wife, we don't leave anyone at home, only those who work. Will there be any problems?"

Song Tingran gave Shi Yan a look that put her heart in her stomach, expressing her belief that Liu Yun and the others were absolutely fine.

Song Tingran thought in her mind: All the money is in the farming space, what could go wrong?

When he arrived at the door of the book school, Shi Yan was about to go in to teach. He was a little regretful that he could not hear Xiao Yuchen's sharing in person.

"Xiao Yuchen, although eldest brother is not here, he is not far away. I am waiting for your good news."

"Don't worry, brother."

The door of the book school was closed, and soon the sound of reading could be heard loudly.

Seven people were waiting near the small stage, but after waiting for a while, no one was seen.

"Why is there no one?"

Qiao Jinshu kept jumping up and looking into the distance, feeling a little disappointed. Xiao Yuchen was silent.

"We came early, and they may not have had breakfast yet. Let's wait. There's no rush anyway."

Song Tingran comforted her, and Sang Cheng echoed: "Yes, we have a large family, and we can do things quickly."

Wen Li: "Yes, I think it's very comfortable to have some air here."

Wen Ci looked at Xiao Yuchen and said, "It doesn't matter, we are all with you."

"Yes, everyone is here." Chang Yuqiao rarely spoke, and at this moment, he spoke in a relaxed manner just to reassure himself.

Anyway, I was idle, and Song Tingran told everyone a cold joke: "There was a little girl watching the blacksmith making iron on the street, and the iron was burning red..."

"My wife, someone is coming!"

Xiao Yuchen seemed to be listening to the cold joke, but in fact he had been observing, so he was the first to notice that someone was coming.