[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

"Big boy, go get me a kitchen knife. I want to see who dares to enter our house today."

"Do you still dare to chop people?"

Li Yuzhi didn't believe that Song Yanzhi would dare to chop her with a kitchen knife.

"Then see if I dare."

Da Wa ran quickly and fetched a kitchen knife. Li Yanzhi took it and prepared to chop Li Yuzhi with it.

"Little Pi girl, you really dare to chop me to death. You will pay for it with your life."

"Pay your life? Pay your life, then pay your life. If you dare to steal my child, I will fight you to the death."

Li Yuzhi didn't expect that Song Yanzhi would really dare to chop him, so he held his head and hid to the side. Song Yanzhi chased him relentlessly, and Li Yuzhi didn't dare to stay any longer, so he ran straight towards the village.

Seeing her running away, Song Yanzhi stopped chasing her and shouted with her hands on her hips, "If you dare to come to my house once, I will chop you down once."

"Stepmother is so awesome!!"

Song Yanzhi returned to the yard panting, and was greeted by two pairs of admiring eyes. The eldest and second children looked at Song Yanzhi with stars in their eyes.

In the past, when Li Yuzhi came to their house and coaxed Chen to give them things, Da Wa had thought that it would be better if his mother could be tougher. The tough mother he imagined would be like Song Yanzhi now.

"Come on, let's go home."

Song Yanzhi patted the two children's heads and took them back to the yard.

When Han Heming came back, it was already the middle of the night. Song Yanzhi moved two cots into the yard and slept with her three children.

Song Yanzhi woke up with a start when the courtyard door opened. In the moonlight, she saw Han Heming carrying something on his shoulder.

"You're back?"

She sat up, took out a flint, lit the tung oil torch, and saw that Han Heming was carrying a big wild boar, weighing about five or six hundred pounds.

When Song Yanzhi saw that such a big wild boar was carried back by Han Heming alone, she had a clear understanding of the power of ancient hunters.

"came back."

Han Heming threw the wild boar at the gate of the yard. The weather was hot, and the dead wild boar had to be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the wild boar meat would be useless.

"Are you okay? I'll make you some dumplings."

"No."

Song Yanzhi took the dumplings cooled in the well water and went to the kitchen to cook them for Han Heming.

Han Heming followed Song Yanzhi and sat in the kitchen to light the fire.

"How did you carry such a big wild boar back? Where are the villagers?"

Song Yanzhi added water to two large earthen pots. She filled one pot so that Han Heming could blanch the wild boar hair later, and only added two gourd ladles to the other pot to boil it for dumplings.

"We killed a lot of wild boars, and the villagers thought I contributed a lot, so they gave our family the biggest one, and they divided the rest."

"Is anyone hurt?"

It is an extremely dangerous task to encircle and eliminate a group of wild boars.

"Shuanzi injured his leg, Xiaoliu injured his arm, and they need to recuperate for a few months. The others only have minor scrapes, which are not serious."

"So, should we sell this wild boar? Or keep it?"

Thinking of Erwa saying he wanted to eat dumplings tomorrow, Song Yanzhi got an idea. Han Heming should be able to process the wild boar tonight and take it to town to sell.

I can keep some of it to make dumplings for the children, but it’s so hot, so I’m afraid I can’t keep too much.

"We have a cellar at home, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. I'll slaughter the wild boar later and keep some for ourselves. I'll send the rest to the restaurant tomorrow."

When Chen was eight months pregnant, he stopped going up the mountain. The children were older, and he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Chen to do anything at home with two children.

Later, Chen died while giving birth, and there was no one to take care of her and the children, so he stayed at home for several months without going up the mountain.

It has been a long time since I sent wild boar meat to the restaurant I often cooperate with. The last time I met the restaurant owner, I was still asking him when he would deliver the game to the restaurant.

"There's a cellar? That's great. By the way, go sell pork tomorrow and buy some eggs when you come back. The kids love scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and we don't have many eggs at home.

I see that you don't raise chickens, ducks, or geese at home. If you can buy some chicken, duck, or goose chicks, you can buy some and feed them any leftover vegetable leaves from the garden.

Once they grow up and lay eggs, we won’t have to buy eggs anymore.”

Song Yanzhi said a lot in one breath. She promised to help Han Heming take care of the children and temporarily regard this place as her home. She would think more about this family and consider it as repaying Han Heming for saving her from suffering.

"Okay, is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Today I used the cloth I towed to make a mat for Sanwa, and also made a set of clothes for me and the children. Tomorrow you can bring back another six feet of cloth, and I will make you a set of clothes too."

A look of surprise flashed across Han Heming's eyes, and then a smile appeared.

When Song Yanzhi was buying fabric today, he saw that all the fabrics she bought were navy blue and sky blue, colors often used to make clothes for men, so he guessed that Song Yanzhi wanted to make clothes for the children.

He didn't expect that Song Yanzhi still wanted to make clothes for him.

When the sky turned pale, Han Heming harnessed the horse carriage and headed for the town.

Hongya Village hunted more than a dozen wild boars. The villagers killed a few of them and kept them for their own consumption. The rest would probably be sent to the town to be sold.

Han Heming was afraid that if he went too late, he would not be able to sell the wild boar meat at a high price. A wild boar weighing 500 to 600 kilograms would weigh more than 400 kilograms of pork.

He took two hundred pounds of good meat and put it on the ox cart, and put the remaining pig's trotters, pig brains, pig offal, and ten pounds of pork in the cellar.

Raw food cannot be stored in the cellar for a long time. The reason why so much pork was left behind was that Song Yanzhi left a lot of fat and pork lard to be refined into lard.

Song Yanzhi did not sleep after Han Heming left. She picked a lot of vegetables yesterday. She planned to blanch the beans, put them outside to dry, and store them to eat during the winter.

She also picked a lot of cucumbers and peppers. In addition to making pickled cucumbers and pickled peppers, she also dried a lot of them.

Since the gourds, loofahs and eggplants could not be pickled or dried, she put them in the cellar. Meat could not be kept in the cellar for long, at most half a month.

Green vegetables like these can be kept for about a month. After a month, the vegetables in the garden should be ready to eat.

When she finished all these things, it was already dawn. She was about to make breakfast when Sanwa started crying.

"Little guy, you really wake up. Oh, don't cry, don't cry."

Maybe because he could only drink milk during the day before, the third child sleeps very well at night and doesn’t cry or make a fuss even if he doesn’t want to drink milk.

The child cried after this morning's meal because he was very hungry after a whole night.

The crying of the third child woke up the eldest and second children. Hearing his younger brother crying, the eldest child woke up without any confusion. He picked up the wooden basin and ran to the ewe.

Sanwa was a very well-behaved child. When the goat milk was put into his mouth, the child, whose face was red from crying, immediately stopped crying and started drinking the goat milk.

"Big kid, second kid, drink your milk first to fill your stomach. When your little brother stops crying, I'll go make dinner. How about steamed eggs for breakfast?"