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

"Brother, will the stepmother go with his parents?"

Erwa was worried. The food cooked by his stepmother was delicious and he didn't want her to leave. His father was not at home either. If his stepmother left, he and his brothers would starve to death.

"No, the stepmother doesn't like her parents."

Big Baby said affirmatively.

"Brother, how did you know?"

"Have you ever visited her parents since stepmother came to our house? She hasn't, has she? Dad doesn't like grandpa, so he never visits him.

The stepmother didn't go back to see his parents, so it must be because she didn't like them either."

The eldest brother's words made perfect sense, and the second brother also felt that what his brother said made sense. He looked at the eldest brother with admiration.

"Brother is so awesome."

"Hurry up, the stepmother is back."

Song Yanzhi pushed open the door and saw the eldest and second child sitting obediently eating roasted sweet potatoes. The roasted sweet potatoes had a black skin, and the two children ate them like two big cats.

"Is my brother still awake?"

When the weather gets cold, the eldest and second children no longer take naps after lunch, but the third child is still young and still habitually takes a nap every day.

"I'm not awake yet, Mom. Come and eat some roasted sweet potatoes."

Erwa obediently handed Song Yanzhi a roasted sweet potato wrapped in cabbage leaves.

"Thank you, Erwa."

Song Yanzhi took the sweet potato and started eating it with the children. The room was warm and cozy, blocking out all the noise outside.

"Mom, when will the snow melt?"

Daddy had been gone for many days, and it had snowed for many days. He and his stepmother and younger brother had been waiting for Daddy at home day after day, but the snow hadn't stopped. Was Daddy never going to come back?

"The snow won't stop until after the Chinese New Year, but it will be soon."

Song Yanzhi comforted Da Wa. Han Heming passed away in early October. Today is the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month. It has been more than two months since he passed away. No one knows how he is doing.

"Uncle Han, where are we going?"

In Hongshi Town, a man was walking towards the town with a carriage and a child in each hand.

In winter, the carriage and horse business in Hongshi Town is different from those in other places. Here, they no longer use horses to transport people and goods, but wolfhounds specially trained by the carriage and horse business.

It is very convenient for wolfhounds to pull a sled with people sitting on it or goods on it.

He walked into the carriage and horse inn with his two children, and saw pots of fire burning inside, with many strong laborers sitting around the fire, chatting and chatting.

"Master, are we going to Hongya Village?"

"Go, you want some sleds."

A man who looked like a leader came forward quickly.

"Five, maybe."

In addition to having people, he also had to buy some food and cattle to take back. Today was the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it was time to prepare New Year's goods at home. He had two more children, and he was afraid that the food he stored during the winter would not be enough to last until the next spring.

"After the New Year, it will still be a long time."

Han Dawa was feeling depressed, he missed his father.

At this moment, there was another knock on the courtyard door. Song Yanzhi stood up and opened the door.

"You guys aren't done yet... Big Boy, Second Boy, look, who's back?"

Song Yanzhi's face, which had just been angry, suddenly became happy. She thought the people knocking on the door were Song's father and mother.

She saw from afar that there was a tall person at the gate of the courtyard, who looked like Han Heming, and then she became happy.

During the days that Han Heming was gone, the eldest and second child would ask her every day when their father would come back. She was scared of the children's questions.

She trotted to the gate and saw a group of people standing outside and five or six sleds, which were piled with things.

"Brothers, could you please help me carry my things into the yard?"

When Han Heming saw the courtyard gate open, he didn't bother to talk to Song Yanzhi, and asked the sled driver to help him carry the food into the yard and put it into the house.

It was snowing heavily and cold outside. He didn't want to greet Song Yanzhi and let the masters who were picking up the sled suffer from the cold. He was also afraid that the food he bought would be soaked by the melting snow after being outside for too long.

The sled masters carried the things Han Heming bought into the left room for him. Han Heming paid them their wages and sent them away before speaking to Song Yanzhi.

"Come inside and warm up."

Song Yanzhi looked at Han Heming and the two children behind him, both of whom were weathered, and greeted them hurriedly.

Han Heming nodded to Song Yanzhi and took the two children into the main room.

"Daddy, Daddy, you're finally back. We missed you so much."

When the eldest and second child saw Han Heming coming back, they threw themselves into his arms regardless of the snow and wind on his body.

The two children behind him looked at Han Heming's family reunion with a bit of loneliness. The two children's eyes were slightly red. They no longer had a home.

"Come, sit down and warm yourself by the fire. What are you standing for?"

When Song Yanzhi saw the two children behind Han Heming, she knew that Han Heming must have gone out in such heavy snow just to pick up these two children.

I just don’t know the identities of these two children that made Han Heming go out for more than two months in the heavy snow.

Song Yanzhi looked at the two children's red faces from the cold and pulled them to the stove.

"Daddy, who are they?"

After hearing Song Yanzhi's words, Da Wa realized that his father had brought back two children. He didn't care about pretending to be a loving father and son with his father. He looked at the two children sitting by the fire with hostility. Could these two children be his father's concubines?

How could the five-year-old Da Wa know the word "confessor"? Who could he thank for his hind milk? In the past, Li Yuzhi often came to the Han family and said some inappropriate things to Chen, which Da Wa heard all of.

"These two children are your older brother and younger brother."

Han Heming was just about to smile and introduce the two children he brought back to Da Wa and Er Wa when he saw Da Wa suddenly break free from his arms and stand next to Song Yanzhi.

"I don't want an older brother or younger brother. Even if I do, I only want them to be born to my stepmother. Send them away."

The eldest boy pointed at the two children sitting by the stove, his eyes red and a little hysterical.

The two children by the stove lowered their heads in fear. They had been on the run for more than three months. If Uncle Han didn't take them in, would they have to run away again?

Song Yanzhi quickly hugged Da Wa in her arms and comforted him softly.

"Why doesn't Da Wa want an older brother and a younger brother?"

Song Yanzhi was also very angry that Han Heming brought two children back without informing her, but Da Wa's behavior was too abnormal, so she had to take care of the children first.

Han Heming didn't expect that Da Wa would have such a big reaction.

"They were born to bad women out there. I don't want brothers or sisters born to bad women."

Big Baby said sobbingly.

"We were not born to bad women."

The two children who had lowered their heads suddenly raised their heads and stared at Han Dawa fiercely like two little animals.

They can wander and escape, but they are not allowed to say anything bad about their mothers. Their mothers are the best mothers in the world.

In order to protect them and their brothers from escaping, their mother died at the hands of a bad guy. They would fight to the death with anyone who dared to speak ill of their mother.