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

"What's the fee? Your teacher is a scholar. If you weren't in our village, we wouldn't be able to hire him. So, there's no need to pay for the foundation."

Han Heming was a little surprised. Grandpa Jiu was an experienced old man, and Han Heming had always known this. However, the money for a foundation was several taels of silver, and Grandpa Jiu could just refuse it if he wanted to.

This is very generous for an old man who has lived in the village all his life.

"Thank you very much, Grandpa Jiu."

When Han Heming returned home from the village, there was no one in the yard. The teachers and children were all gone. He thought the teacher had taken the children out to play and didn't think much about it.

He went into the tool room, took the measuring tools, went to the piece of land that the teacher had his eyes on, and began to measure the foundation.

He had already made up his mind. Once he had measured the foundation and calculated the bricks and tiles needed, he would go to the village to hire bricklayers to quickly build the teacher's house.

Shen Wanwan, who was helping to look after the third child in the room, heard the maid Xiaohuan say that Han Heming had returned. She saw that his father was not in the yard and Song Yanzhi was not at home either. She felt that this was a perfect opportunity, so she instructed Xiaohuan.

"Xiao Huan, Senior Brother has worked hard. Go make some tea for him. I'll bring it to him later."

"Miss, the master has instructed you not to get close to Master Shenzhi. He is already married."

Xiaoyu, who was coaxing Sanwa at the side, couldn't bear to see her young lady being so unrestrained, so she tried to persuade her kindly.

"Xiaoyu, shut up. When is it your turn to interfere in my affairs?"

In the past few days, Shen Wanwan has been gentle and generous in front of everyone, but in front of her personal maid, this gentleness and generosity is no longer there.

She glared at Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu's face showed fear, and she was almost rolling her eyes in her heart.

Her young lady pretended to be virtuous and generous in front of Young Master Shenzhi, and took Young Master Shenzhi's child back to her room every day to take care of him.

But the young lady took care of her for a day, and it was always her and Xiaohuan who took care of her every time.

The young master of the young master's family is very well-behaved, and she doesn't feel annoyed taking care of him. She just feels that her young lady is really pretentious.

"Yes, ma'am."

No matter how much Xiaoyu disliked Shen Wanwan's behavior, Shen Wanwan was still her lady, and she couldn't go against Shen Wanwan's wishes, so she responded indifferently.

The maid's mission was to try her best to persuade the young lady, but the young lady still insisted on going against the wall, so she could not try to stop her.

Xiaohuan soon prepared the tea. Shen Wanwan held the tea and walked towards Han Heming with a swaying step.

The way she walked made her look like a teacher's daughter. If you didn't know her, you would think she was a girl from a brothel.

"Brother, I brought you some tea. Take a break and have some tea."

Shen Wanwan gave a smile that she thought was very appropriate and pretty.

Han Heming was busy, and when he heard Shen Wanwan's voice, he was shocked.

He really didn't understand what was going on with his little junior sister. She was already a grown-up girl, and he had a wife and children, so why did she always stick around him?

His wife misunderstood his relationship with his junior sister, and even asked him to run away from home that night. He has been trying to show off in front of his wife these days.

This junior sister always makes trouble and becomes a stumbling block in his pursuit of his wife.

"Thank you, Junior Sister. I'm not thirsty."

Han Heming didn't even raise his head and his voice was very cold.

When Shen Wanwan saw Han Heming's expression, her heart ached. She came to serve tea to her senior brother, but he refused to even look up at her. Did he really hate him so much?

He was also a child who was spoiled by his parents since he was young. He followed Han Heming these days, but Han Heming ignored him, which was a big blow to her.

She couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved, her eyes red as she looked at Han Heming.

"Brother, do you really hate me that much?"

"What are you talking about, Junior Sister? I'm not thirsty, am I? Thank you very much, Junior Sister. Just put the tea down. I'll drink it when I'm thirsty."

Han Heming heard the wrong voice of the person next to him, and when he looked up, he met a pair of red eyes.

No matter how much he disliked his junior sister, she was his teacher's only daughter, and it would be bad for him to do so, as it would embarrass her. That's why he spoke softly.

"No, Senior Brother just hates me. Senior Brother, you don't even want to look at me. Since you are so unwilling, Senior Brother, there is no need to force it. I will go and tell my father, and he will take me back to my hometown."

After saying that, Shen Wanwan turned around and ran away with tears in her eyes.

Catch up, why haven’t you caught up yet?

Although Shen Wanwan was running while crying, her heart was still full of anticipation. As long as her senior brother caught up with her and coaxed her, she would not bother with him and would not take advantage of her father's absence.

Shen Wanwan didn't know this yet, as her father had already decided to stay in Hongya Village.

So she was destined to be disappointed. When she ran into the house, Han Heming did not catch up with her.

To be precise, Han Heming didn't move at all. He looked at the little girl who ran away crying in confusion. What's wrong with little girls nowadays?

Who made her cry easily?

He was busy with his work and had no time to coax the little girl. Even if he had the time, he couldn't coax other little girls. He couldn't even coax his own little girl.

For the past two nights, his little girl has been sleeping with her face facing inward, towards the wall, without even looking at her.

When he talked to her, she ignored him. He hadn't figured out how he had offended her.

It was clearly him who scolded him, so why was he ignoring him?

Alas, the little girl’s mind is really hard to understand!

As for my aunt Song Yanzhi, she and Su were picking mushrooms in the mountains and having a lot of fun.

"Sister Yanzhi, are these mushrooms really edible?"

Su looked hesitantly at Song Yanzhi, who was squatting on the ground and happily picking mushrooms.

She had heard from her mother-in-law that the village had suffered a severe drought and disaster a long time ago. There was a woman named Lu who could not bear to see her children starve to death, so she went up the mountain to pick mushrooms and feed them to the children. As a result, all the family members, young and old, were eaten to death.

Today Song Yanzhi asked her to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms. She told Song Yanzhi that the mushrooms were not edible, but Song Yanzhi insisted that they were edible.

She thought that since she was free anyway, she might as well follow Song Yanzhi up the mountain to see if there were any fresh bamboo shoots or wild vegetables. She also thought that Song Yanzhi was just joking, so she went up the mountain with her.

After reaching the mountain, she found that Sister Yanzhi was not in the mood to joke at all, and was actually squatting on the ground picking mushrooms.

"Sister-in-law, trust me, these are not poisonous. Do you remember the pot of greasy food I sent to your house last year? Those things you said were delicious were these mushrooms!"

Song Yanzhi also knew that many mushrooms were poisonous, but the ones she picked were edible mushrooms that had been eaten countless times by people in later generations.