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

"Dad, get up quickly."

Han Laoer's wife pushed Han Laoer hard again.

Han Lao Er looked impatient: "You woman...you...you guys?"

Han Laoer was pushed by his wife and wanted to scold her, but when he opened his eyes, he saw many people in the village surrounding him.

"Han Lao Er, you are such a heartless person! You even kidnapped your own brother's child. How can you be so inhumane?"

Han's aunt picked up a thin branch from the ground and hit Han Laoer with it.

Her husband and Han Duotian are brothers with the same father, so it is only right for her, as the aunt, to teach her ignorant nephew a lesson.

Someone stood up for Song Yanzhi. She rushed to the children and tried to untie the sealed sacks. The children hadn't moved for such a long time, and no one knew what despicable tricks Li Yuzhi had used.

The first sack she opened was Erwa's. After opening the sack, she checked Erwa's breath and saw that he was still breathing. She felt a little relieved.

After opening several sacks, she looked at the village chief's eldest son.

"Seventh Uncle, how do you think we should handle this? Last time on the mountain, Han Lao Er tried to push my Heming down the mountain, and now he's attacking several of our children. If we don't severely punish Han Lao Er and his wife, we really won't be able to survive in this village."

Song Yanzhi didn't cry or make a fuss. She stated the facts calmly and firmly.

"People who are so heartless and disregard their brothers should be thrown into a pig cage."

Many people came to the village, and everyone pointed at Han Laoer and his wife, and someone said this.

"Throwing them in a pig cage is a light punishment. Such beasts should be beaten to death with clubs."

Everyone was discussing it, and whether or not to say it, most of the people in the village could still clearly distinguish between good and evil.

Maybe everyone was afraid that Han Laoer could kill his own brother's family. If they offended Han Laoer, Han Laoer might dare to kill them.

"Don't worry, Heming's wife, we will definitely give you an explanation."

"Listen to Uncle Seventh, let's go down the mountain first."

It was cold outside and several children were still lying on the ground. Song Yanzhi was afraid that the children would get sick from the cold, so she didn't say much.

Several strong young men from the village came up and helped carry the child on their backs, and several others escorted Han Laoer and his wife down the mountain.

"Wife Heming, I will take them both to the Han family ancestral hall first. When Heming comes back, you can ask him to go to the ancestral hall."

Several children were unconscious, so Song Yanzhi asked Han Ming to help find a barefoot doctor in the village to check on the children.

After the strong young men in the village who helped send the children left the Han family, Han Heming returned soon.

"How about it?"

Looking at the four children lying on the bed, Han Heming's eyes were filled with heartache.

"I think he was drugged. The village doctor hasn't come yet."

Neither Song Yanzhi nor Han Heming knew medicine, and neither of them could figure out what was going on with the children.

But Han Ming soon invited a doctor over.

The doctor first took the pulse of several children and then carefully observed their complexion and eyes.

"The children have been drugged. They will wake up when the effects wear off."

"The doctor may be able to tell when the children will wake up."

"I see that their pulses are severely blocked. I'm afraid the dosage is extremely high. The children, at the very least, will need two days to wake up."

This is a drug used to treat bison, and if used on humans, the dosage would be quite large."

"Thank you very much, doctor."

Knowing that the children were fine and would not wake up for two days, Song Yanzhi asked Xiaohuan to help take care of the children. She and Han Heming walked towards the village. This time, they would not let Han Laoer go no matter what.

Li Yuzhi went home to cook and had dinner with Han Duotian and her son. It was already dark.

She took out three fist-sized steamed buns, thought for a while, broke a whole steamed bun in half, put the two halves of the steamed buns in her arms, told Han Duotian, and walked out of the yard.

She walked to the edge of the village and vaguely heard many people walking towards the village. If she listened carefully, she could still hear familiar voices.

It’s pitch black. What happened in the village?

She felt guilty and hid to the side of the road, wanting to listen to what this group of people were talking about.

As the group of people approached, she could vaguely hear someone mention their home amid the noisy voices.

"Han Duotian is also pitiful. His eldest son cut off ties with him, and his second son has become like this. I'm afraid that with three sons, he can only rely on Han Lao San in the future."

When we went up the mountain, there were also many women who went there. In the village, what they loved most was listening to gossip and chatting about their own opinions.

"When raising a son, you still have to teach him well. Li Yuzhi spoiled Han Laoer when she was young.

If you say that Han Lao Er is so cruel, it is because of his mother. Li Yuzhi drove the eldest son of the Han family out.

The child I carried was like a treasure to me. Now that something bad has happened to her, it is the Han family’s fault.”

Black heart?

Serves you right?

What are they talking about?

Could it be that her second child was discovered by the villagers? This shouldn't have happened. They were very careful when they brought Han Heming's children up the mountain.

Thinking of this guess, Li Yuzhi panicked and almost dropped the steamed bun in her arms.

The second child often said that she, as a mother, did not love him. But he was her first child, how could she not love him? She loved him the most. If the second child was discovered, wouldn’t it be the end of her life?

Hearing that the crowd had passed, Li Yuzhi did not dare to light the lantern and walked out of the village in the dark. She walked for a long time before she dared to light the lantern in her hand.

"Mrs. Han, why did you put Han Heming's child in a sack? Carrying him up the mountain is murderous, isn't it?"

When the old village chief saw the couple kneeling on the ground, he was so angry that his half-white beard trembled.

Han Laoer and Hu on the ground didn't dare to speak. They just knelt on the ground with their heads buried low.

The two men now just felt that they were unlucky. They were obviously cautious and careful, and they had already got the five hundred taels of silver, but they were discovered. If this is not bad luck, what is it?

"You won't tell me? Come here, give me twenty lashes each."

The old village chief said to the young man in charge of criminal law in the Han Family Ancestral Hall.

"Grandpa Jiu, please don't. My granddaughter-in-law was wrong. Please forgive her this time."

When Mrs. Hu heard that she was going to be beaten with a stick, a look of fear immediately appeared on her face.

"If you don't want to be punished, then don't do such a wicked thing. Tell me why you tied up your eldest uncle's child. Tell me the truth and I'll deal with you accordingly."

"Hu, shut up."

Han Laoer glared at his wife fiercely, as if he wanted to eat Hu.

"His father, we weren't the mastermind behind this, we were just the accomplices. Why are you taking the blame on us?"