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

In the main room, several children were playing with twirling ropes on a long chair. When they saw Song Yanzhi come out, they stopped what they were doing.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Da Wa hurried over and pulled Song Yanzhi to sit on the chair.

"Much better. Have you eaten yet?"

Song Yanzhi looked through the crack in the door and saw that it was already completely dark outside. There were no clocks in that era, so she didn't know what time it was.

"We've eaten, Mom, are you hungry?"

Erwa hadn't spoken to Song Yanzhi all day. When he saw Song Yanzhi get up, he snuggled into Song Yanzhi's arms and spoke to her in a baby voice, showing concern for her.

Ajiu and Tuantuan stood aside, their eyes also full of concern.

"Mom will have some porridge later. What did Erwa have for dinner?"

Han Heming doesn't know how to cook. This New Year's Eve, because she was sick, I'm afraid the children didn't have a good meal.

"Dumplings, let's eat the dumplings made by daddy."

“And buns.”

It was Tuan Tuan who answered.

When the weather was cold, Song Yanzhi made a lot of buns and dumplings and froze them in the snow. When she wanted to eat them, she could just take them out and steam them. It was very convenient.

"Are you full?"

Song Yanzhi pulled Tuan Tuan to her side and let him snuggle in her arms like Erwa.

"I'm full. Uncle Han also made some spicy and sour cabbage and chicken stewed with chestnuts."

"Your father can cook now?"

Song Yanzhi didn't expect this.

"Daddy's cooking isn't as delicious as yours. I told him not to, but he insisted on making it."

Da Wa complained to Song Yanzhi in a very melancholy manner, saying that having a father who made cooking so troublesome for him really made him worry a lot.

"Big Baby, I think Uncle Han's cooking is pretty good. It's edible."

When Ajiu said he could eat a lot, Song Yanzhi burst into laughter. Ajiu was also a young man from a wealthy family. Later, he fled and suffered from hunger. This child thought everything was delicious.

Da Wa walked up to Ajiu and patted his arm like a little adult. He wanted to pat Ajiu's shoulder, but he was too short.

"Then you can eat it. It's just cooked."

"Good boy, is this how you frame your father and me? I'm lucky enough to be able to cook for you."

Han Heming cleaned up Song Yanzhi's room and happened to come over.

"Is Sanwa sleeping? Has he eaten?"

Song Yanzhi deliberately changed the subject. The third child was already half a year old, and drinking goat milk alone would not fill her stomach. Song Yanzhi was slowly adding complementary foods to her.

“He woke up at dinner time, and I gave him porridge and goat’s milk, and he fell asleep.

Do you want some porridge? I'll go get you some."

"it is good"

Song Yanzhi had slept for a whole day and wasn't very hungry, but she just wanted to drink some porridge to warm her stomach.

Han Heming quickly brought over the porridge and a plate of dumplings.

"Are you hungry? Do you still want to eat?"

The children all shook their heads and answered in unison: "We are all full and don't want to eat anymore."

"Then continue with your tumbling rope."

Da Wa sat next to Song Yanzhi.

"Mom, will you be better tomorrow?"

"what happened?"

Song Yanzhi talked to Da Wa while eating.

"I want to eat goose stewed with pickled cabbage. Dad killed two geese today."

Big Baby has missed the goose stewed with sauerkraut for too long.

"Even if I'm not good, you can still eat goose stewed with pickled cabbage. Let your father make it. I will teach him how to make it."

"Then forget about eating it. My dad's cooking is definitely not as delicious as yours."

"You little bastard, can't you let your mother rest for two days? Your mother is tired from being sick this time. Let your mother rest for two more days, and wait until she is better before doing it for you."

Song Yanzhi still couldn't bear to disappoint the children, so she cooked a big goose stewed in an iron pot for them the next day. The children were so happy that their mouths were drooling after eating it.

Winter has passed and spring has come. It is April again. The snow that has accumulated over the winter is slowly melting, and the grass on the ground and the trees on the mountains are beginning to sprout.

After a winter, the children have gained a lot of weight and become much whiter.

On days when the weather was fine, Song Yanzhi took out the bedding to wash, and Han Heming stood by her side to help.

"After the New Year, Da Wa will be six years old. Isn't it time to send him to a private school? And it's time for Jiu to continue his studies. Oh, and have Jiu and Tuan Tuan's household registrations been added to ours?"

As parents, we always have endless worries when it comes to our children.

"In two days, I'll take Ajiu and Da Wa to the neighboring village to show them to the teacher. If he's willing to accept them, we can send the children over when school starts, and their household registration will be completed."

The two children, Ajiu and Tuantuan, had no home and were considered illegal residents when they came to Han Heming's house. Han Heming spent a lot of money to register the two children in their home.

"it is good"

Song Yanzhi nodded.

"Do you have anything else to do tomorrow?"

"what happened?"

Song Yanzhi looked at Han Heming in confusion. The weather had been good these two days, and Song Yanzhi had been washing bedding and clothes at home.

"If everything is fine, let's go to the county town."

county seat?

Song Yanzhi hasn't been there yet.

I heard that the county seat here is called Qinghe County, and it takes a whole day to get there by horse carriage from Hongya Village.

"What are you doing in the county town?"

Song Yanzhi had never heard of Han Heming going to the county town for any reason. Furthermore, given Ah Jiu and Tuan Tuan's special status, shouldn't they have kept a low profile? Why was he even going to the county town?

"I want to take you to see Mingwa. If you think it's useful, our family will build a greenhouse while the weather is warm."

Han Heming is not a person who gives up easily. Once he decides to do something, he will do it to the end.

Ming tiles are expensive and are not sold in Hongshi Town. If you want to buy Ming tiles, you need to go to the county town.

"Are you really planning to do a greenhouse?"

Although you can make money by growing off-season vegetables in a greenhouse, it is hard-earned money.

"Our children will all go to school. We can't just do business. If people think we're a merchant family, our children will become merchant children, and merchant children can't take the imperial examinations.

We grow vegetables to sell, which only means that we have a lot of land and a large business, so we can be considered farmers. In the future, our children will be the children of a farming and educational family, and they can also have a good reputation.

I'm also planning to buy some more land and hire someone to farm it. I'm going to find a way to raise my children."

Han Heming himself suffered a lot when he was a child, and he didn't want his children to suffer like him and barely make a living.

He wanted the children he raised to have a happy childhood and not have to worry about food and drink.

"We're going to the county town, and it'll take two or three days. What are we going to do with the animals at home?"

Song Yanzhi was still feeling uneasy. If Jiu and Tuan Tuan were discovered when they went to the county town, that would be bad.

"Cousin and Sister Su, please help us feed them for two days, okay?"

Han Heming wanted to build the greenhouse as soon as possible, and try to grow some vegetables in it while the weather was not hot. Only when winter came, he could grow and sell vegetables with confidence.

Seeing that Han Heming had thought it through carefully, Song Yanzhi nodded.