"Can you?" Song Nuan murmured, stroked her chest with her hands, then closed her eyes, and Wen Chongzheng's face jumped out of her mind.

The next morning, Zhang Ziqiang brought his family to help He Tu, and by the way, he talked about his situation in the county last night.

It is said that the two baskets of tiger meat were sold to Wen and Song families for one pound and two taels of silver.

Boss Wen asked for fifty kilograms and paid one hundred taels.

Boss Song asked for 48 kilograms and paid 96 kilograms.

Tang Qiao didn't give them a discount.

In addition, Tang Qiao refused to reconcile about stealing Ye Mingzhu and sentenced Li and Lu to half a month in prison.

Boss Song went to find the Yang family, but it did not work.

Zhou Bin will not offend the Yang family, nor will the Tang family, and the Yang family and the Tang family are also family friends. Mr. Yang found Tang Qiao and learned the facts and the various bad deeds of the Li and the Lu family, and felt that they should suffer a little and learn some lessons.

After Song Nuan’s vegetable field is ready, the hot pot in the restaurant will be officially launched.

Song Nuan took a day off.

Tang Qiao stayed in the town for three days before leaving.

Next, Song Nuan was busy every day, but she didn't feel tired, but instead felt that life was fulfilling.

After a month of recuperation, Old Mrs. Wen is already well.

Song Nuan felt that a lot of dark clouds pressing against the roof dissipated, and she felt like the rain was clear. Everything was going in a good direction, and the seedlings in the shed were growing well. The germination rate of that large bag of old vegetable seeds was not low.

"Chef Song, this is something someone has brought to you, and there is another letter." The groom came to collect the tofu, and removed two large baskets of things from the carriage, and there was another letter.

Song Nuan looked at the basket wrapped in cloth and asked, "Uncle, what are the things in these two baskets?"

"I don't know either, I only know that someone brought it to Chef Song. The people from the pharmacy delivered it last night, and this thing was first brought to them."

The groom shook his head.

Song Nuan glanced at the envelope and took the letter.

"Okay! I'll move in first, and then I'll know what it is after I fold it a little later."

The letter was written by Wen Chongzheng, and the things may have been sent by him.

After receiving his first letter, he would send a letter ten days, and bring some things with him. The last time was a fragrant pan with various flavors, and the last time was a wooden hairpin. What would the two big baskets be like this?

Song Nuan found that she couldn't wait to see it.

"Chef Song, I'll help you."

"good!"

The two of them carried a basket and entered the yard. After entering the yard, Old Mrs. Wen and Old Mr. Zhang, who were drinking tea and chatting in the yard, looked over curiously.

"Nannuan, what is it?"

"I don't know, it should be something A Zheng brought." Song Nuan directly carried the basket to Mrs. Wen and the others, turned her head to look at the groom, "Uncle, you have a rest and sit and have a cup of tea."

"Yes, yes! Drink tea!" Old Mrs. Wen quickly picked up the pot and poured tea, reached out to make an invitation, "Drink tea! You also deal with our family every day, don't be stubborn."

The groom smiled and nodded, and then stood there to drink tea without sitting.

Mr. Zhang was curious about the things in the basket and said anxiously: "Wife A Zheng, do you want me to help you open it? That boy A Zheng really loves his wife and brings you good things every time."

Old Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "It's not easy for his wife. If he doesn't hurt a little more, I'll be angry with him."

Song Nuan smiled and bent down to untie the rope tied with cloth, "Uncle, that basket will be untied for you, look at how curious you are."

"The old man has become a child, I am an old child now." Mr. Zhang said, bent down to untie the rope.

Song Nuan looked at him and said playfully: "Uncle, I'll count. When counting three, let's get apart together?"

"good!"

"one two three!"

The two of them pulled apart the gray cloth at the same time. Song Nuan's basket was packed with things, and Old Master Zhang's basket was green seedlings.

"This is?"

Song Nuan glanced at the green seedlings and then grinned.

"This is a vegetable seedling and a medicinal seedling. It must have been asked by A Zheng from Senior Gu." She squatted down, picked up a pack of things, and understood just by taking a look.

“This is the seed of vegetable.”

"Hey! You two are really a woman and a husband. That boy Ah Zheng knows that you are building a shed to grow vegetables, and he brings you seedlings and seeds from so far away."

Mr. Zhang was amused when he looked at the two baskets of things in front of him.

"Uncle, you and your grandmother sit first, I'll send these seedlings to the backyard shed. It's been a while since I've been delayed on the way, so I have to plant them immediately."

Song Nuan took the basket of seedlings and looked at the groom, "Uncle, drink tea! Tofu and bean sprouts are placed in the old place."

"Chef Song, I'll help you move it."

"No, I'll do it myself! Put this basket of seeds here first, and I'll go back and sort it out." Song Nuan took the bamboo basket to the backyard.

Mr. Zhang looked at her back and said, "Big girl, look at this girl, she walks with a good look. It's so good. Big girl can enjoy a happy life in the future."

Old Mrs. Wen nodded with relief, "Okay! I am content. I used to think that I didn't help Brother Hai to guard the house and did not teach the children well. I have taken so many things in these days, and I have taken it lightly. How much do I care about life? People of our age will be happy one day, and leave everything inside and outside to the elderly."

"You're right!"

"I had been thinking about it before, thinking about staying at home. I thought that people all lived under the same roof, and they were neat and reunited. In fact, it was not. People's hearts were together, and this was really together."

A smile spilled out of the corner of Mrs. Wen's mouth, looking around at the yard.

This place is really different from the Wen family’s old house.

There are laughter here every day, and when everyone lives together, there are noisy noises and noisy noises, and it is not only a day to feel comfortable.

She likes it here!

Backyard, vegetable shed.

"Second sister-in-law, what is the basket you are holding?" Wen Yuechu came up, took the basket that Song Nuan was carrying, and placed it on the ground.

"I'll sort the seedlings and seedlings that your second brother brought. I'll help you plant these seedlings. I'll move them to the medicine shed to plant them."

In six sheds, she evened out one to plant the seedlings.

When she went up the mountain to collect herbs, she came across a suitable herb, so she dug it back and planted it.

Plant it first, and then move it to the ground to plant after spring next year.

She also peeled a lot of the bark of Dendrobium officinale and planted it carefully. It is growing very well now. Although it is winter, it still sprouts.

It probably was because the shed was warm.

Wen Yuechu looked at the Miaoer in the basket and said with some envy: "Second sister-in-law, my second brother is so nice to you. He will think of you no matter where he is. He will remember whatever you want in his heart and find a way to bring it over."

Song Nuan squatted on the ground, took out all the seedlings in the basket and placed them on the ground, "Don't envy me, why don't you talk about that Zhang Dahan?"

"What's there to say?" Wen Yuechu frowned.

Song Nuan looked up at her, "I really thought your second sister-in-law had bad eyes? I could see clearly when he looked at you. If it weren't for admiration, what was it? I looked..."

"Second sister-in-law, this is impossible!" Wen Yuechu interrupted her, her face was not very good, "I am not going to marry again in this life. I will live with my mother and be filial to her."

"I don't force you to make any decisions, but at the beginning of the month, if you meet someone who is really good to you, you should still have your own little home."

"Okay! Let's talk about it if you meet it."

Song Nuan glanced at her and continued to work on her job.

This kind of thing is useless.

Wen Yuechu is a person who has been injured, and she doesn't open her heart so easily. If Zhang Dahan is really a reliable person, time can prove it all.

She had inquired about Zhang Dahan, orphan, and Zhang Lusheng's cousin.

Zhang Dahan is honest and has no bad rumors in the village. He relies on a small acre of thin fields at home to go up the mountain to hunt and chop wood to survive.

Song Nuan thinks Zhang Dahan is quite suitable for Wen Yuechu.

The parents at home are gone, and there will be no elders who dislike Wen Yuechu's past.

"It's time to divide it! You can come to Yueru and the others and plant these together. I've divided all the types, so don't mix them with them."

Song Nuan put the separated seedlings back into the basket and took them to the medicine shed.

When she stepped into the medicine shed, she always unconsciously took a look at Dendrobium officinale. This was discovered when she and Wen Chongzheng went up the mountain.

Looking at Dendrobium officinale, the scene of taking it off the tree would jump into her mind again. She put down the bamboo basket, reached out to take out the letter, and looked at the words on the envelope.

"Wen Chongzheng, have you used some magic in the letter? Why do I always think of the time I was with you inadvertently recently?"

She complained while opening the letter.

This letter was really like a magical man, seducing her to take it apart.

The content of the letter is as always.

Report your recent situation, express your lovesickness, and convey your love.
To be continued...