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

As expected, after hearing Han Heming's words, Shen Wanwan immediately burst into tears and her eyes turned red.

"Brother, how can you say that to me? I have good intentions and want to marry a virtuous wife. But you married such a lazy woman. How can you live a good life?"

Song Yanzhi overheard a few words at the door. This junior sister didn't know her own identity. As a junior sister, these words were not what she should say.

"Junior sister, are you talking about me?"

Song Yanzhi originally wanted to pretend that she didn't hear anything, but this little junior sister was too confused. Shen Huanjun was Han Heming's teacher after all. It would be bad if things became too embarrassing because of this little junior sister.

Shen Wanwan's face turned a little red, then she turned her head away coldly, ignoring Song Yanzhi and returned to her room.

"She was spoiled by her teacher growing up, so don't bother with her."

Shen Wan's words just now were too sad. Han Heming was afraid that Song Yanzhi would be sad, so he tried hard to make amends for Shen Wanwan.

Song Yanzhi was a little surprised. She thought that after what happened yesterday, Han Heming would not want to pay attention to her. Seeing that Han Heming was the same as usual, she felt relieved. It seemed that Han Heming did not care about what she said yesterday.

But, does the fact that he doesn't care mean that he still wants to be responsible for her?

"What are we having for breakfast?"

Yesterday, Song Yanzhi had been riding in a carriage for a whole day and her whole body was sore. She only stewed a few pounds of potatoes and beef to entertain Shen Huanjun and the others.

"I've just put the porridge in the pot. I'll make some pancakes later. Just order some pickles and it'll be done."

Song Yanzhi quickly prepared the meal, and Shen Huanjun and his servants and guards also stood up.

Han Heming put two square tables together to form a large table, and a group of people had breakfast in the yard.

While Shen Huanjun was eating, he kept looking at the faces of several children. Song Yanzhi's heart skipped a beat. Last night, she was talking to Han Heming and turned to the side, so she forgot to ask about Shen Huanjun's background.

"Your teacher was hired by your uncle?"

After dinner, while washing the dishes, Song Yanzhi hurriedly asked about Shen Huanjun's background.

"It was indeed my uncle who found the teacher for me."

His uncle hired two teachers for him, one for literature and one for martial arts. The literary teacher was Shen Huanjun.

"Does he know your uncle? What if he finds out the identities of Jiu and Tuan Tuan?"

During breakfast, Shen Huanjun kept staring at the children to see what was happening. Han Heming also saw it. He hadn't seen the teacher for many years and didn't know whether the teacher knew Ajiu and Tuantuan.

Shen Huanjun stayed at Han's house for more than ten days, and he did not mention returning home.

Someone came to the house again that day. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties who claimed to be Guo Jiafu, the young master of Changlong Cellar Factory.

In addition to him, Guo Jiafu also brought a fleet of cars to deliver blue bricks and tiles to Han Heming's home.

"Brother Guo, how come you delivered the goods so quickly?"

Han Heming looked at the visitor and greeted him warmly.

Guo Jiafu had a forced smile on his face.

"Brother Han, the goods I brought today are only 10,000 yuan worth of blue bricks and 9,000 yuan worth of tiles."

These goods were the ready-made goods at the Chimelong Kiln Factory. When Song Yanzhi and Han Heming went to the Chimelong Kiln Factory that day, Guo Jiafu's father quoted them as ready-made goods.

At that time, Han Heming and Mr. Guo agreed to wait until he finished making the remaining 70,000 blue bricks and then deliver the goods together.

"It's okay. These bricks will only last me a few days. You can slowly burn the remaining bricks."

Han Heming pretended not to notice the reluctance on Guo Jiafu's face, and smiled as he invited Guo Jiafu to sit down and have a rest and drink tea.

"Brother Han's remaining goods may take some time to deliver."

Guo Jiafu thought about it and said what he wanted to say.

"Brother Guo, what happened?"

Han Heming then asked.

Guo Jiafu sighed and then spoke slowly.

That day, Han Heming and Song went to the kiln factory, placed such a large order with the factory, and gave fifty taels of silver as a deposit. Their father was so happy that he went home and told them brothers.

The kiln factory had been operating for over a year without much business. When the whole family learned that their father had received a large order, they were very happy. They all joined in the work, hired a few more workers, and happily began making bricks.

The day before yesterday, they finally made the brick blanks for 70,000 bricks. The whole family was very happy and was just waiting for the brick blanks to dry and be fired in the kiln.

Who knows…

When Guo Jiafu said this, a man in his thirties almost burst into tears.

Who would have thought that the next day, my eldest and second brothers came running back from the kiln factory in a panic, saying that all the finished bricks had been destroyed.

Dad and Brother Han had agreed on a delivery date, but because the bricks were destroyed, the goods could no longer be delivered.

His father shed tears at that time. Their Changlong Kiln Factory, once a famous brick factory here, was destroyed by all kinds of insidious means like this.

For a businessman, it is a big taboo in business if he fails to deliver the goods on the due date.

His father thought for a while and asked him to deliver the goods to Han Heming first and discuss with Han Heming whether the delivery date could be postponed. If not, they would return the deposit to Han Heming.

"I see. I wonder if Brother Guo needs any help?"

There are only two kiln factories in Qinghe County. When the disaster happened to the Changlong Kiln Factory, everyone knew who was responsible.

No wonder Zhang Yaozu was so arrogant and domineering, it turned out to be due to his family background.

"Thank you, Brother Han. It would be a great help if you could allow us to be more tolerant for a while."

"It wouldn't be a problem if it took a little longer, but if your bricks were broken this time, how can we be sure they won't be damaged again next time?"

He was able to buy so many bricks because he couldn't bear to see an old man die with hatred in his old age. But if this man was a hopeless person, then there would be no need to help him.

"Don't worry, Brother Han. We will not make any mistakes this time."

This batch of bricks and tiles from the Han brothers is the lifeline of the Guo family. He will never allow his family to make any more mistakes.

If anyone from Hongyun Kiln Factory dares to cause trouble again, he doesn't mind fighting to the death.

After seeing Guo Jiafu off, Shen Huanjun looked at the neatly stacked bricks and tiles.

"What's more, why did you buy so many bricks and tiles? You want to build a new house?"

During these days, Shen Huanjun has been wandering around the mountains with Han Heming, and he always asks about anything that interests him.

"I'm planning to build a greenhouse."

"Greenhouse? How big a greenhouse do you want to build with so many bricks and tiles?"

These bricks and tiles would be quite large if used to build a greenhouse."

"It's to build a greenhouse on two acres of land."

Shen Huanjun was surprised when he heard this.

"Why build such a big greenhouse?"

The families of the powerful and wealthy have greenhouses where they can grow flowers, enjoy the scenery and entertain guests. The greenhouses they build are not very big. Why would a family build one on two acres of land?

Puzzled.

I really don't understand.