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

"Han Da Wa and Han Er Wa, you two little brats, get out here!"

The deafening knock on the door was accompanied by a woman's curses.

The eldest and second daughters were so frightened when they heard the woman's voice outside that they shrank and hid behind Song Yanzhi. They realized that the person who was cursing was Han Goudan's mother, their second aunt.

They beat Han Goudan, and Han Goudan's mother came to the door. The two children glanced at Han Heming again. Their father didn't know about this yet. If their father knew that they brothers had a fight with others, they didn't know whether he would teach them a lesson.

"stepmother…"

Erwa tugged at Song Yanzhi's sleeve.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."

Han Heming is a protective person. When he heard someone scolding his child, his expression did not change, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He first took the prey and chestnut mushrooms to the storage room next to the kitchen before telling Song Yanzhi's eldest and second sons.

"You guys stay in the house, I'll go take a look."

"Let me go. You're a grown man, how can you have the nerve to argue with a woman?"

Han Heming didn't know why Second Aunt Han came to his house to quarrel, but Song Yanzhi knew why Second Aunt Han was yelling and cursing outside.

"If you can't, just call me."

Han Heming had experienced Song Yanzhi's fighting ability from the time when he beat the beggars. He was not afraid that Song Yanzhi would suffer a loss, so he took the children into the house, and Song Yanzhi went to open the gate.

Outside the courtyard gate, Aunt Han was leading Han Goudan, who was crying with tears and snot. When Aunt Han saw Song Yanzhi, she wanted to come up and push her. Song Yanzhi dodged, so Aunt Han didn't push her.

"What are you doing? Yelling and cursing in front of my door?"

"What are you doing? Your eldest and second child, two children, are beating up my child, Goudan. Do you know that?"

Aunt Han didn't push Song Yanzhi away, but pointed at Song Yanzhi's nose and started yelling.

"Mom, she knew. She was the one who called the eldest and second children away."

Han Goudan cried so hard that his nose was running. He even stuck out his tongue to lick it and tasted it. Song Yanzhi saw it and felt extremely disgusted.

"It's normal for children to fight. You're their second aunt, so why are you making such a fuss?"

"What would you think if my two children beat up your child?"

"What can I think? What did your son do? Don't you know it?"

"Then your two children can't hit others, right?"

Aunt Han felt a little guilty.

"It seems that you already know. I wonder if I can torture your ancestors for eight generations. If you can tolerate it, then I should apologize and kowtow."

After hearing this, Aunt Han left with Han Goudan without even looking back.

She just left like that? Second Aunt Han was so easy to talk to? Song Yanzhi felt like she hadn't even shown her full potential yet, and she was gone.

Han Heming had been sitting at the door of the room. When he saw Aunt Han leave, he walked into the yard and closed the door.

"Why is she so easy to talk to?"

Song Yanzhi was puzzled. In her impression, the women in Hongya Village were all fierce and aggressive.

Aunt Han knocked on the door so loudly that she thought there was going to be a quarrel.

"She probably saw me at home and was afraid that I would beat her up."

He just sat at the door of the main hall, facing Aunt Han Er. He also took a pig-killing knife and was sharpening it there. Aunt Han Er must have seen it, so she left happily.

"I see. How about we keep those pheasants and rabbits you shot? The kids don't like bacon, so when they want to eat it, we can just kill one."

The things that hunters have the most all year round are bacon and dried meat. Han Heming is a good hunter, and his family still has bacon from five years ago hanging on the beams of the house.

Han Heming's family has a chicken coop, so pheasants are not difficult to raise. They also have rabbit cages, so these are easy to get.

"You can keep pheasants and rabbits, but you can't keep roe deer and sika deer."

"Kill them first and put them in the cellar. When it snows, they'll freeze in the snow."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Han Heming had just sharpened his knife and quickly dealt with the dog and the sika deer.

The two children were full after eating snacks. They rubbed their round stomachs and said they didn’t want to eat dinner.

Song Yanzhi took some dried hawthorn slices, added some rock sugar, and boiled some hawthorn water for the two children. After drinking the sour and sweet hawthorn water, they felt a little better in their stomachs.

The children's stomachs cannot be left empty. As soon as they drank some hawthorn water and the food in their stomachs slipped out, the two children started clamoring for chicken.

Han Heming killed another red pheasant for the children. Song Yanzhi heated up the buns she bought in the morning and made a bowl of chestnut roast chicken for the children.

People here eat chestnuts as snacks, eating the raw chestnut meat, which is crispy, sweet and refreshing. Or in winter, when burning a brazier, they bury a few chestnuts and fry them until sparks fly, and then they can get a few pieces of half-cooked chestnut meat.

It was the first time for Han Heming and his two children to eat chestnut roast chicken. The chestnuts were cooked so soft, sticky and sweet that the three of them could not get enough.

"How come chestnuts taste so good when cooked this way?"

Han Heming was amazed at the food.

"It's delicious, right? There are so many ways to cook chestnuts. If you go up the mountain again and see chestnuts, pick some up and I'll cook a different one for you every day."

When Han Heming picked chestnuts, he just wanted to pick some snacks for the children since there was nothing to eat in the winter. He didn't pick many, just half a bag. But when he learned that there were many ways to cook chestnuts, he became interested.

"There are plenty of them in the back mountain. They're delicious. I'll go up the mountain and pick up a few bags tomorrow."

The place where he went hunting was deep in the mountains, where almost no one went. There were a few chestnut trees that required two children to hug. Thick chestnuts fell under the trees, but no one picked them up.

"Daddy, picking chestnuts isn't dangerous. I want to go too."

The eldest boy was eating with his mouth full of oil. When he heard that his father was going to pick chestnuts, he wanted to go too.

"Dad, I'm going too."

Erwa is his brother's follower. No matter what his brother does, he will always listen to him.

"Why don't we all go and put Sanwa in the backpack. I haven't been to the mountain for a long time and I want to go and take a look."

Since Song Yanzhi came to this place, she has been staying in the Han family yard all day long. She has only been to the town a few times and has never been anywhere else. When she heard about going up the mountain, she was very excited.

Han Heming thought about it and realized that although the place was deep in the mountains, there were no large animals nearby. The only danger might be snakes.

Snakes hide in caves and shed their skins during this season, so if you think about it this way, there is no danger.

With Song Yanzhi and the two children helping to pick chestnuts, they can also pick more. Chestnuts picked like Song Yanzhi do can not only be used for cooking, but also as a meal. If they pick more and keep them at home, they don't have to worry even if there is no food at home.

"Okay, let's go into the mountains together tomorrow."