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

"Rouge, I'm back late."

Han Heming returned home full of blood and heard that Song Yanzhi had given birth to two children. He rushed into the room without even changing his clothes and looked at Song Yanzhi first.

"Where have you been? Why are you so angry?"

Song Yanzhi lay weakly on the bed, feeling a little aggrieved as she looked at the man who came in.

He was not there when she gave birth.

"I ran into refugees on the way to pick up the midwife. It's my fault. I wasn't at home with you when you gave birth. I deserve to die."

Han Heming saw Song Yanzhi lying on the bed with a pale face and endless heartache on her face.

"You encountered refugees? How are you? Are you injured?"

When Song Yanzhi heard that Han Heming had met refugees on the road and that Han Heming did not deliberately stay away from home, the grievance in her heart disappeared without a trace.

Song Yanzhi rarely went out since she became pregnant, but she knew that the world was in turmoil and Han Heming had become a refugee, and who knew what kind of fierce battle he would face.

"I'm fine, but you've worked hard!"

After Han Heming finished speaking, he kissed Song Yanzhi on the forehead.

"I'm fine. What happened to the refugees? The world is getting more and more chaotic. We should be more prepared."

Song Yanzhi's eyes were filled with worry. The world outside was in chaos, and their place would no longer be a peaceful world.

The world is not stable, and there will be more and more refugees in the future.

"I drove away all the refugees. No one on our side died, but about twenty people were injured. I'm afraid they will need to rest for a while."

The situation has been tense recently, and the number of guards who came to his house, about a hundred or so, was a little too few. Han Heming thought to himself that he should hire more guards, or buy some servants who knew martial arts.

"That's good. By the way, have you visited our daughter? She's very cute."

When she was pregnant, she ate well and slept well, and both of her children were born plump and fair, which made people very happy to see them.

"Not yet. I'm dirty and the children are weak after being born. I'm afraid of bumping into them. I'll go see them after I wash up."

In fact, Han Heming never thought about the children at all. It was not that he disliked the two children, but the most important person in his heart was Song Yanzhi.

As soon as he returned home, he heard the servant say that Song Yanzhi had given birth. He didn't even ask whether it was a boy or a girl or where the child was, and went to see Song Yanzhi.

"Then go ahead. I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable with all this blood on you."

"Then you sleep for a while. I'll come to see you after I wash up." Han Heming kissed Song Yanzhi again. Seeing that Song Yanzhi closed her eyes, he walked out of the room and went to the bathroom.

In the two side rooms, the five brothers gathered in the room, looking at their newborn sister.

"My little sister is so cute, so pink and tender. She's much prettier than when the third baby was born."

The eldest child was covered in dirt and had not had time to wash. He showed his big white teeth as he looked at the baby girl sleeping in the crib.

"Brother, I wasn't ugly when I was little."

Sanwa curled his lips in displeasure. He was obviously as cute as his sisters when he was a child, and he is still as cute as his sisters now.

"Sister is cuter."

Erwa added a sentence, and Sanwa was hit hard by Erwa's words. He immediately burst into tears and wanted to run away.

He was pulled back by Tuantuan.

"Don't cry, Sanwa. You're just as cute as your sisters." He paused and added, "Your sisters are a little cuter."

Doesn’t this mean that the sisters are cuter than him?

Sanwa's tears, which he had just held back, were about to burst out again.

Tuantuan quickly added, "Doesn't Shanwa like her sisters?"

Yes, Sanwa likes his younger sister very much.

My sister is very cute, with big eyes and a pink and tender face, but my brothers say that my sister is cuter than him, and he feels a little unhappy.

"Okay, stop teasing my little brother."

Jiu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he saw his younger brothers teasing Sanwa. With two more children in the family, the family would be even more lively in the future.

After refugees came to the village, the village chief of Lizao Village gathered all the labor force in the village. Song Yanzhi's family also sent out fifty guards, who patrolled the village every day together with the villagers.

In June, heavy rains lasted for several months and many people's adobe houses were washed away and collapsed. In the village, many families had no houses to live in and had to squeeze in with their close relatives.

Even firewood is not dry enough to burn, and the prices of firewood and charcoal have been driven up to an unprecedented high.

Everyone prayed that it would not rain again.

In Lin'an County, on the second floor of Song's Restaurant, Xie Lezhan looked at the rain outside that was falling without stopping, his brows furrowed.

"Master Zhan, there's news from the county government."

The servant stood respectfully in front of Xie Lezhan and handed him a thin paint tube. Xie Lezhan took the paint tube and opened it. There was a thin piece of paper inside.

"On the twelfth day, at the first quarter of the hour of the Chou, release the floodwaters."

How dare they release the flood?

Months of heavy rain soaked the rivers and the ground of the entire Lin'an city.

In the past few months, Yang Ge has been arranging manpower to clear the river and widen the embankment. This order was definitely not given by him.

In Lin'an, Yang Ge was the county magistrate. He was the highest official, and the only people who could supervise the county magistrate were those from Jiangling.

Is it the prefect of Jiangling or the King of Jiangling?

With Prince Jiangling guarding Jiangnan, if Prince Jiangling disagreed, the prefect would not dare to disregard the lives of tens of thousands of people in Lin'an.

Xie Lezhan clenched his hands tightly on both sides of the wheelchair. These people in high positions really treat the lives of ordinary people as ants.

After a long time, he clenched his fists, pounded the wheelchair hard, picked up the pen on the desk, and wrote quickly.

Soon, a letter appeared on the desk.

"Quanzi, take this letter to Lizao Village as fast as you can."

During this period, Song Yanzhi and Han Heming were content with their daughter, and their home was well stocked with firewood and food.

The two of them accompanied the children in reading and practicing calligraphy. Due to the long period of heavy rain, classes in the school had been suspended, and they were all studying at home.

Another thing is playing with two little babies. The children are over three months old and can laugh and joke, which has become very fun.

The butler walked in from outside.

"Master, a letter has arrived from the county town."

After saying that, he handed the letter wrapped in brown paper to Han Heming.

On weekdays, letters are delivered to the county town once every five days. The last time a letter was delivered was the day before yesterday, and it has only been two days. How come another letter was delivered?

Song Yanzhi was confused and looked at the housekeeper and Han Heming. Is there something urgent?

Han Heming opened the letter and his face changed drastically.

"what happened?"

Song Yanzhi had been observing Han Heming, and she immediately noticed that Han Heming's expression had changed.

"The county government wants to release the floodwaters."

Han Heming spoke concisely and to the point, stating the contents of the letter sent by Xie Lezhan.

Song Yanzhi and the housekeeper's expressions also changed drastically.