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

Song Yanzhi saw Lin Langlang's servants coming over and was about to raise the medicine bag in her hand when suddenly a group of people rushed towards them.

This group of people were dressed in rags. They were actually a group of little beggars, about twenty or thirty of them, running towards this side.

"Wang Sanzi, you dare to steal my steamed buns? I will beat you to death."

A group of beggars were chasing a little beggar who was about seven or eight years old. The little beggar ran very fast, and the other beggars chasing him were not to be outdone.

A group of people rushed over and dispersed the servants who were about to surround Song Yanzhi. Seeing this, Song Yanzhi immediately ran away with the little beggars.

She ran for a long time before she stopped, panting heavily.

"Sister, are you okay?"

A childish voice was heard, and Song Yanzhi looked in the direction of the voice.

"why you?"

The child's voice was exactly that of the little beggar she had rescued that morning.

The little beggar scratched his head and said nothing.

"Did you find those beggars to help my sister out?"

Seeing the little beggar, Song Yanzhi understood what had just happened.

"It's not me, it's my brother. He said this would save my sister."

This morning, his sister gave him a lot of copper coins, and he gave them all to his brother. His brother asked him to buy steamed buns with the copper coins and distribute them to everyone. He also told everyone who his benefactor was.

Just now, my sister met the son of the county magistrate on the street. Wang Sanzi met him and came to tell his brother. His brother knew that the son was not a good person and that his sister was in trouble, so he gave them this plan.

"Your brother? Where is he?"

This little beggar is not very old. Why doesn’t he come out to eat when his brother asks him to?

"Where is my brother?"

When the little beggar pointed, Song Yanzhi realized that she had run to the foot of the city wall. At this time, there were many little beggars sitting at the foot of the city wall, and they were all looking at her.

She took the little beggars to the foot of the city wall and bowed to them.

"Thank you all for your help just now."

"You're welcome, ma'am."

The person who was speaking was a little beggar about ten years old. He was sitting on the ground with a tattered thin quilt covering his legs. He sat with his back straight and had an outstanding temperament, which was very different from the other little beggars around him.

Unfortunately, there is a long scar running from left to right on his handsome face, which makes him look more fierce.

"Sister, this is my brother."

The little beggar who followed Song Yanzhi spoke at the right time. Children who hang out in the market always have more eyes than other children.

"I should thank you. If it weren't for you today, I would have had a hard time getting away."

Song Yanzhi knew that it was the beggar's plan, so she leaned over again.

"My lady is so polite. It is because of your kindness that you saved my brother that we have the opportunity to help you."

This beggar is good at speaking, very humble, and does not seek credit.

"I wonder what your name should be?"

Song Yanzhi liked this young man very much. Although he was a beggar, Song Yanzhi was willing to get to know him.

"Small Exhibition"

"Xiao Zhan, you brought your brothers to help me today. Can I treat everyone to a meal?"

Most of those who can become beggars are fatherless and motherless. They beg for food all year round and rarely have enough to eat. Song Yanzhi's offer to treat them to a meal was a heartfelt gesture.

The little beggars who were surrounding them all had happy expressions on their faces.

However, Xiao Zhan smiled indifferently.

“Thank you, my lady, but I’m afraid this is inappropriate. Let’s not talk about the county magistrate’s son, he might be looking for you all over the city right now.

If you treat us to a good meal, we won't want to beg for the next meal. Madam, if you really want to thank us, why not give us the money you paid for this meal? That way, we can have enough food for many days."

What a detailed account! This is just a ten-year-old child. If he were older, it would be terrible.

Song Yanzhi was surprised. If she invited these little beggars to dinner, it must be a feast of fish and meat. After the beggars had eaten good food and had their stomachs full, they would probably look down on the leftovers given by others when they went begging for food again.

If she gave him the silver, he would give them some copper coins every day so that they could buy steamed buns, which would last them for many days.

"Have you ever thought about not being a beggar?"

She wants to do business in the future, and if she can train this child well, he will definitely be a good helper to her.

Xiao Zhan seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled calmly.

"What else can a person like me do if not be a beggar?"

"Would you like to go with me?"

When Xiao Zhan heard Song Yanzhi's words, he raised his voice slightly and asked excitedly.

"Tell me, do you want me alone, or all the beggars here?"

Someone once took a fancy to him and wanted him to go with that person, but he was worried about these little beggars and was reluctant to leave.

"Of course you two should go together. Can you abandon your brothers?"

Song Yanzhi was originally going to buy a maid and servants, but then she thought of the identities of Ajiu and Tuantuan. The two children had different identities, and she had no idea what would happen to them in the future.

If he wants to go to the charming capital in the future, these children will be of great help to them.

Her family has a lot of land, so they are not worried about not being able to support these children. If they really can't afford it, they can just let them open up wasteland and farm, and go up the mountain to pick mushrooms.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Song Yanzhi gave a few taels of silver to an elderly beggar and asked him to rent a few carriages to take them to Lizao Village.

As the sun sets, Han Heming sits under the jujube tree outside the yard, looking into the distance. Song Yanzhi has gone into the city, and he feels uneasy. He has been sitting here since the afternoon, waiting for Song Yanzhi.

When he saw a carriage coming towards their house, he felt happy and wondered if it was Song Yanzhi who had returned.

When he saw the second and third carriages, and finally a whole row of carriages, the joy in his heart subsided.

When Song Yanzhi came back, there wouldn't be so many carriages. It must not be her.

But he did not give up and kept staring at the carriage. When he saw the carriage stop beside him, he was still wondering who had come to his house when he saw a head sticking out of the carriage.

"Why are you sitting here? Aren't you cold?"

It is cold in early February. Although it is sunny during the day, it is still quite cold at night.

"It's not cold, why are there so many carriages coming to our house?"

Han Heming was puzzled.

"Children, come down."

At Song Yanzhi's command, twenty or thirty little beggars got out of the carriage.

"What are you doing?"

Han Heming didn't understand what Song Yanzhi meant. Didn't Song Yanzhi go into the city to get information? Why did she bring so many beggar children back?

Song Yanzhi leaned over to Han Heming and told him her thoughts.

Only then did Han Heming understand Song Yanzhi's intention.

Xiao Zhan sat in the carriage, his fingers tightly grasping the corners of his clothes. They were beggars, and whichever lady was willing to take them back might not have her family accept them.