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

Song Yanzhi didn't know what to say, so she asked Han Heming to bring a portion of the chestnut roast chicken she made to Shan Shijiang and Doctor Liu.

Shan Shijiang and Doctor Liu finished eating the chestnut roast chicken, and washed the bowl containing the chestnut roast chicken clean before returning it. When returning the bowl, Shan Shijiang repeatedly praised Song Yanzhi's cooking skills.

This went on for three days in a row. Shan Shijiang and Doctor Liu did not cook for themselves, but went to the restaurant in town to buy food.

As September arrived, the weather became changeable. It was windy all night, and in the morning, it started to drizzle.

The drizzle got heavier at noon. Song Yanzhi sighed and went to make lunch. Of course, when she made lunch, she also prepared the dishes that Shan Shijiang and Doctor Liu had cooked.

Although she was not a kind person, nor was she particularly vicious, she could not bear to watch the people around her starve.

In mid-September, after the plum rain season, the first light snow fell. After recuperating for about twenty days, Xu Liu felt much better.

Shan Shijiang and Doctor Liu were afraid that the snow would get heavy and the mountain road would be difficult to walk on, so they took Xu Liu and went back to the town.

"I'm sorry to bother Brother Han and his wife these days. This is a small token of gratitude. Please accept it."

Shan Shijiang opened a small wooden box, which contained ten ingots of ten taels of gold ingots.

"Mr. Shan, you are too polite. We saved people and we don't expect any reward."

Han Heming pushed the small wooden box back.

"I know that Brother Han doesn't need us to repay him. This is just a small token of my brother's appreciation. He said he will definitely remember your kindness. If you have any problems in the future, you can go to the Xu family to find him."

After hearing this, Han Heming pulled the large wooden box back in front of him with his hand, which had just been trying to refuse.

"Thank you, Mr. Shan and Mr. Xu."

It's not that he's interested in the one hundred taels of silver. If he can accept the silver and make the Xu family feel that they have thanked them, and thus have nothing to do with his family, then he would be willing to do so.

"This is what Brother Han deserves. With this, we brothers will take our leave."

Shan Shijiang stood up and said goodbye to Han Heming. The snow was not heavy now, and he wanted to take Doctor Liu and his cousin back to the Xu family before the snow got heavier, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.

"and many more…"

Song Yanzhi stopped Shan Shijiang who was about to leave.

"Master Shan, these are the fox bag and two pairs of gloves that your sister asked me to make. Please bring them to your sister."

Song Yanzhi handed the fox bag and gloves in the cloth bag to Shan Shijiang.

Shan Shijiang took out the contents of the bag and looked at them. The fox bag and the bunny bag were equally beautiful, and the two pairs of gloves were also made very delicately.

"Sister-in-law is clever, have you ever thought about turning your craft into a business?"

His mother was a merchant's daughter. When she married his father, his grandfather gave her several shops to run. His father, a first-rank marquis, was willing to take his mother in because of her beauty and her business skills.

In recent years, the business run privately by the Marquis's Mansion has grown bigger and bigger, which is not unrelated to his mother.

Over the years, he has grown up, and Lord Hou has handed over part of the business to him to manage.

From the moment he met Song Yanzhi, he was attracted by her craft. If Song Yanzhi was willing, he would definitely be able to turn this craft into a business and open the largest jewelry store for ladies in Beijing.

"I don't have any plans for now. Going to town to sell bags was just a spur of the moment decision."

Song Yanzhi didn't want to deal with the Xu family, including Shan Shijiang, the nephew of the Xu family. She would stay away from him if possible.

"If sister-in-law wants to do this business in the future, you can find me. If I'm not in Hongshi Town anymore, you can find Xiaoliu."

"it is good"

Under the scattered snow, a group of people gradually walked away.

"I'm going to go into the mountains again and hunt some game."

As soon as Shan Shijiang and his group left, Han Heming planned to go to the mountains to hunt some prey before the snow fell heavily.

These days, Shan Shijiang and the other men stayed at home, and he didn't go into the mountains to hunt, leaving Song Yanzhi alone at home as a woman.

"It's snowing hard, so let's not go. We have chickens, ducks, geese, rabbits, and goats. The lambs we brought with us when we bought the sheep are quite big. If that's not enough, we can just buy a couple of pigs."

On a snowy day, Song Yanzhi didn't want Han Heming to go into the mountains. Although Han Heming had been hunting for many years and was an old hunter, he was familiar with the terrain of Hongya Mountain. Once heavy snow fell and covered the mountains, it would be very dangerous.

Han Heming stared at Song Yanzhi for a while, and a smile suddenly flashed across his face.

"Then we won't go into the mountains."

As the two were talking, they saw the old village chief, smoking his big pipe, walk into their house.

"Is Heming at home?"

Just when Shan Shijiang and the others left, Han Heming wanted to go into the mountains, and the gate of his house was not closed. When the old village chief walked to the gate, he saw Han Heming and Song Yanzhi standing under the eaves and talking.

"Grandpa Jiu, you're here? Come in and sit down."

Song Yanzhi also greeted the old village chief. Han Heming brought the old village chief into the house. Song Yanzhi poured a cup of hot tea for each of them and sat down next to them to look after the third child.

"Heming, I have something to talk to you about."

The old village chief took a puff of his cigarette and spoke carefully.

"If Grandpa Jiu has anything to say, just tell me."

He was able to sever his father-son relationship with Han Duotian thanks to the help of the old village chief, and he was grateful to the old village chief.

"Well, as you know, during the spring harvest, our Hongya Village was hit by a locust plague, and the villagers didn't see much food.

During the autumn harvest, wild boars and buffaloes came down the mountain and destroyed many of our crops, causing heavy losses to everyone.

It's only mid-September and it's already snowing. I'm worried that the people in the village will have no food and won't survive the winter."

During the autumn harvest, when wild boars and buffaloes destroyed the crops, he also sent the young and strong men in the village to capture them.

However, when these wild boars and wild buffaloes destroyed crops, they always came in groups, with few being alone. When there were many wild boars and wild buffaloes, he did not dare to let the young and middle-aged men catch them, for fear that the wild boars and wild buffaloes would become beasts and kill all the young and middle-aged men in the village.

In the end, they only caught two lone wild boars, killed them, and distributed a little to each household, but compared with the damaged food, it was far from enough.

Thinking about how Han Heming and his men had raided a wild boar den on the mountain and brought back a lot of wild boars for the village some time ago, the village chief had an idea and wanted Han Heming to take the young and middle-aged men in the village into the mountains to hunt.

He should have come early to talk to Han Heming, but when he heard his wife say that Han Heming's family had guests, he waited patiently. As soon as he saw the guests from Han Heming's family leave, he couldn't wait to come to Han's house.

"Grandpa Jiu wants me to take the villagers into the mountains to hunt?"

In the summer, he took the young men in the village out of the wild boar herd and killed a few wild boars. The old village chief tasted the sweetness.

"That's what I mean. Don't worry, Master Jiu, I know your strength. Half of the prey you kill is yours, and the rest will be shared among the villagers."