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

"Let go of my child."

Song Yanzhi walked towards the man step by step, her voice as cold as ice.

"Ah... If you dare to come over, I will... Ah... I will kill them."

The man cried out in pain after being bitten by the eldest and second kids. These two little guys were so cruel that they refused to let go at all.

"You...you don't come over here..."

Seeing Song Yanzhi getting closer, the man stepped back in fear. This woman, who was small in stature, had such a fierce look on her face, how could she be so terrifying?

"Put the child down and I'll spare your life."

Song Yanzhi's voice was extremely cold. He held the stick against the man's chest.

"Good good."

The man endured the pain and put the eldest and second children on the ground, released his arms, and took the opportunity to run behind Song Yanzhi.

Song Yanzhi raised the stick and was about to hit the man on the head. At some point, the man had a dagger in his hand and kicked the stick away from Song Yanzhi's hand.

He was about to stab Song Yanzhi in the abdomen. Just as the dagger was about to penetrate Song Yanzhi's body, a small stone flew from a distance and hit the man's wrist.

The dagger fell to the ground and the man wanted to pick it up, but Song Yanzhi reacted faster. He picked up the dagger and stabbed it into the man's leg.

He stabbed the man's legs several times, rendering him unable to move, and then he collapsed to the ground.

Song Yanzhi was still in shock when she heard a teasing voice.

"My wife is so brave!"

Han Heming?

Song Yanzhi looked at Han Heming in surprise as he walked in from the alley. When the eldest and second children saw their father, they ran to Han Heming crying.

“Daddy…Daddy…”

Han Heming bent down, picked up the two children, and walked towards Song Yanzhi.

"Is everything okay?"

His voice was like a spring breeze blowing over the water, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Didn't you go hunting in the mountains? Why are you in town?"

It turned out that after Han Heming killed a bison, the bison was too big for him to carry back home, so he cut the bison into pieces on the mountain, made a shoulder pole with wooden sticks, and carried it back home.

When he got home, there was really no one at home. Thinking that there was a temple fair in the town today, he left some beef at home and brought the other part to the town.

After selling the beef, he wanted to buy some watermelons for the children to eat. Then he saw Song Yanzhi walking towards the alley, so he followed her, wanting to see what Song Yanzhi was doing here.

Only then did he realize that two men had kidnapped the children. He climbed up the house to rescue the two children, and this scene happened.

"I came here to sell beef, and I saw you and followed you."

Han Heming stretched out his hand to pull Song Yanzhi up from the ground.

Song Yanzhi was still in shock. Fortunately, Han Heming appeared, otherwise she and her children would have died here.

"Big Boy, Second Boy, are you two hurt?"

She looked nervously at the two children in Han Heming's arms, whose eyes were also red.

"It's all my fault, stepmother. I took my brother out for a walk and that's why I ran into the beggar."

Da Wa lowered his head, feeling very guilty. Song Yanzhi stood up, took Da Wa from Han Heming's arms, touched the child's swollen face, and looked distressed.

"Does it hurt?"

He did not blame Da Wa for running around. He believed that this incident was enough to make Da Wa remember it deeply.

"Stepmother, I'm not in pain."

Da Wa snuggled in Song Yanzhi's arms, his face full of fear. If his stepmother had not arrived, he and his brother would have been captured by the bad guys.

Han Heming called the soldiers and arrested the two men who were beating beggars.

After this happened, Song Yanzhi didn't take the children out for a walk. She and Han Heming took the children to find Han Ming, and went to pick up Su. The group returned to Hongya Village.

After returning home, Song Yanzhi took a wet towel and applied it to Da Wa's face.

The slap marks were more obvious on the child's chubby white face, and it was burning with pain. Song Yanzhi applied a wet towel to him, and the eldest boy felt better.

"Stepmother, I'm hungry."

Erwa, who was standing next to Dawa and Song Yanzhi, looked like he was about to cry.

When going to town, Song Yanzhi originally thought of buying two melons and then buying some dried fruits and pastries for the children.

After meeting the beacon boy, she forgot about it.

Seeing the sun rising higher, I was afraid that it was getting late. The two children were frightened again, so I thought of making some delicious food for the children to comfort their fear.

She said to Erwa gently, "Erwa, you're hungry. What do you and your brother want to eat?"

"Braised pork."

The two children said in unison.

Ever since Song Yanzhi made braised pork for the two children, they could not forget it. In the hearts of the two children, braised pork was so delicious. The meat was soft, glutinous and sweet. Even if the soup was used to mix with rice, people could eat three big bowls.

"Oh, then I'll make you some braised pork. Do you want some scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

These two dishes are what children love to eat.

Song Yanzhi asked Han Heming to look after the three children while she went to the cellar, where all the meat in their family was stored.

As soon as he entered the cellar, Song Yanzhi smelled the aroma of beef. He remembered that Han Heming said he sold beef on the street, and he probably left a lot for his family. He planned to add another dish for the children, tomato beef brisket.

There was indeed a lot of beef and offal in the cellar. He picked out a type of beef brisket and two pieces of hind leg meat.

He planned to cut the hind leg meat later, salt it, and make beef jerky for the children in the afternoon.

Back in the kitchen, he first cooked two kinds of rice, put the rice in the pot, and then processed it into beef, tomato beef brisket and braised pork, all of which were dishes that took time to cook.

He first fried two dishes in a pot, put them in a casserole, placed it on the stove, and simmered them slowly. Before the dishes were ready, the aroma of the braised pork had already attracted three men.

"Stepmother, is the meat ready? I can smell the fragrance."

Erwa ran into the kitchen happily. He was young and easily forgot everything, but now he was in high spirits.

"Does Erwa want to eat braised pork?"

Song Yanzhi added a handful of firewood to the stove and smiled as Erwa ran in.

"Don't even mention Erwa wanting to eat it. I'm drooling just by smelling the aroma."

Han Heming also walked in holding the eldest child.

"It's not ready yet, you guys? Go out and play for a while, then it will be ready in a while."

Both the tomato beef brisket and the braised pork need to be stewed for a while before they taste good.

"Then I'll light the fire for you."

The three men were unwilling to go out. They would rather wait here for such delicious food.

About a quarter of an hour later, the tomato beef brisket and the braised beef were almost ready. Song Yanzhi quickly made a tomato scrambled eggs, and the family started to eat.

"good to eat"

The two children ate without even raising their heads at the dinner table.

"If it tastes good, eat more."

Song Yanzhi added a few pieces of meat to each of the two children's bowls and poured a spoonful of soup on their rice. The two children ate more happily.