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

"Okay, now Tuan Tuan has ordered, and the only one left is Jiu. Has Jiu decided what to eat?"

Ajiu looked around at his younger brothers and smiled shyly.

"I'll just have some cold lotus root slices."

In Jiangnan at this time of year, lotus roots are the most abundant thing. Behind their courtyard, there is a large lotus pond. Yesterday, Han Heming just dug a sack of lotus roots. Ajiu is such a sensible child.

In the blink of an eye, it was August 15th. In addition to the meat and vegetables for the children, Song Yanzhi also bought fish and shrimp, preparing to cook a table full of meals for the children.

Not only that, Song Yanzhi also kneaded the dough and prepared to bake mooncakes.

In this era, there were also mooncakes. Because August was the harvest season, many farmers would mix the harvested grains, coarse grains and dried fruits into dough on the 15th day of the eighth month, the day of the full moon, and make a large pancake. This became the mooncake. It didn't taste delicious, but it could provide many hungry farmers with a full meal.

Song Yanzhi made modern mooncakes. In addition to dried fruits, red bean paste, egg yolk and meat, she also used oil, sugar and eggs. The mooncakes she made were fragrant and crispy.

When the fragrance wafted out of the kitchen, Erwa and Tuantuan gathered at the kitchen door.

"Mom, is this the mooncake you made? Why is it different from the mooncakes made by others?"

Erwa looked at the freshly baked mooncakes eagerly. They smelled so good and he wanted to eat them.

"Little greedy cat, eat it later. It's fresh out of the oven and still hot."

Song Yanzhi baked the mooncakes in a ground stove, and they were very hot. She didn't dare give them to the children for fear of burning them.

"Okay, Mom, I'll eat later."

Having said that, the two children stared at the mooncakes without blinking.

Song Yanzhi found it funny.

At this moment, Ya Niang rushed into the kitchen holding Sanwa. She gestured with her hands and pulled Song Yanzhi to run to the front yard.

Song Yanzhi followed behind Ya Niang, not knowing what she was going to do, but seeing her anxious look, she was afraid that something important might happen, so she did not resist.

Before reaching the front yard, I heard someone knocking on the gate. Looking through the crack in the door, it was Wang Furen again.

Song Yanzhi was so angry that her head hurt. This Wang Furen didn't come earlier or later, but had to come and cause trouble during the holidays. He really deserved to be punished.

"Erwa, go get your dad to come to the front yard."

Han Heming is now catching fish in the lotus pond. The previous owner had sown a lot of fish fry there. At this season, the fish are fat and delicious.

When Song Yanzhi saw Erwa running away, she hid a pair of digging hooks behind the door and whispered a few words to the mute mother. Only when she saw the mute mother also walked away did she open the door.

"Excuse me, who are you and what do you want?"

The last time Wang Furen came to the Han family, Song Yanzhi did not show up, so this time she pretended not to know this group of people.

Wang Furen was still sitting in the sedan chair, carried by four people, looking arrogant.

He has a master on his side today, and he must avenge the humiliation from last time.

"Who are you to this family?"

This woman is so beautiful. If she is Han Heming's wife, and he beats Han Heming to death later, he can spare her life.

"Who cares who I am? If you don't tell me, don't smash the door of my house, or I will kill you."

Song Yanzhi said viciously.

When she finished speaking, Wang Furen burst into wild laughter.

"Haha, you little bitch, you look so weak, yet you still want to kill me. Come on, arrest this woman for me."

Wang Furen pointed at Song Yanzhi and said to his men.

Soon two men came to capture Song Yanzhi. Song Yanzhi picked up the iron hook hidden behind the door and smashed it on the two men's faces.

The servants took sticks, but their sticks were not as long as Song Yanzhi's iron stick, so they could not hit Song Yanzhi at all and were knocked unconscious by her.

"Master, this young lady is quite fierce."

Wang Furen's housekeeper looked at Song Yanzhi jokingly, as if he was looking at a monkey, and didn't care about the two people lying on the ground at all.

"Spicy ones are good, I like them, hehe."

Wang Furen and his housekeeper are birds of a feather, speaking foul language.

Song Yanzhi sneered and slammed the door shut.

"Mute girl, are you done?"

She just saw Ya Niang coming over with a big wooden barrel, and Ya Niang nodded.

Wang Furen was still feeling proud outside, but when he saw Song Yanzhi coming to the door, he quickly jumped out of the sedan chair.

"Hey, open the door! Why is it closed? Believe it or not, I will smash your door."

He was just about to order other servants to break down the door when Song Yanzhi's voice rang out above their heads.

"Hey, here it is."

When everyone looked up at Song Yanzhi, they felt pain on their faces, wailing sounds were heard, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt meat.

Song Yanzhi had already walked down the stairs carrying a wooden barrel. This empty barrel was once filled with hot oil, which she had specially instructed the mute girl to prepare for Wang Furen.

She was really fed up with Wang Furen's frequent harassment at her house, so she decided to give him a good beating so that he would learn his lesson.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much."

Wang Furen fell to the ground, feeling indescribable pain on his face and body, especially one of his eyes, which hurt so much that he couldn't open it.

When Song Yanzhi poured the hot oil just now, she poured it towards Wang Furen, who was the most seriously injured.

"Master, master."

The servants who were less splashed rushed over to surround Wang Furen, especially Guard Ji and the man beside him. They stood far away and were not splashed at all.

"Catch her... for me."

Although Wang Furen was in great pain, he still did not forget to order people to catch Song Yanzhi.

Guard Ji wanted to climb over the wall and catch Song Yanzhi. The man next to him took a deep breath, kicked Guard Ji on the shoulder, and stepped onto the courtyard wall. He was about to jump down and catch Song Yanzhi when he was stopped by Han Heming who came over.

The two of them exchanged more than twenty moves, and they became cautious towards each other.

"Who are you?"

Han Heming's expression no longer had his usual leisurely look.

"The person who killed you."

The man who came was very arrogant, but the nonchalant look he had when he first came has now become restrained.

"What a loud tone."

As soon as Han Heming finished speaking, he attacked first.

His wife and children are at home. If he doesn't take the initiative and let this annoying person get the upper hand, what will happen to his wife and children?

When he attacked, he also took out the knife hidden in his sleeve. When he fought with others, he rarely took out weapons. Seeing this, Song Yanzhi knew that Han Heming had met his match.

She ran to the mute girl, stuffed a silver ingot into her body, and asked her to hide with the children.

At this time, there is no need to fight to the death. If you can save one person, save the children first. In case Han Heming cannot win, the children can still save their lives.