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

"I don't know, ask my brother."

Erwa is only a three-year-old child, and she doesn’t even know what cotton is.

"Why hasn't your brother come back yet?"

Song Yanzhi then remembered that Da Wa said he was going to milk the sheep and had not returned yet.

"Erwa, you take care of your younger brother. I'll go see your older brother."

Song Yanzhi tied the ewe under a jujube tree at the corner of the courtyard wall. The jujube tree provided dense shade, so it didn't feel very hot even in the height of summer.

Big Boy squatted beside the ewe and grunted as he squeezed the milk. The ewe was also docile and let Big Boy squeeze the milk.

“I can’t squeeze it out.”

The eldest boy is different from the second boy. He doesn't call Song Yanzhi "mother", and he doesn't even want to call her stepmother. In his heart, he has a mother, and Song Yanzhi has no children.

"It's not the wrong method, let me take a look."

Song Yanzhi squatted beside the baby.

"How did you squeeze it? Let me see, this is not right, you should do this..."

"Come out, come out."

Following the method taught by Song Yanzhi, goat milk was squeezed out quickly. Da Wa was very happy. With goat milk, the younger brother would have food.

The ewe squeezed out a lot of goat milk, but in that weather, the milk couldn't be kept for long, so Song Yanzhi boiled all the milk.

He took three clean blue-rimmed large porcelain bowls, filled each with food, not much, and brought them into the main room.

"One for my younger brother, and one bowl of goat's milk for each of you."

The eldest and second child had just had lunch and were not hungry, but they saw Song Yanzhi pour goat milk into a white porcelain teacup and feed it to the third child. They had never drunk goat milk before.

Seeing Song Yanzhi feeding the third child, the two children also lowered their heads and took a sip.

"taste not good."

The eldest boy's whole face wrinkled.

"Is corn porridge delicious? This is just like corn porridge. It's not tasty, but it's nutritious and can make people grow taller. Big kid, do you want to grow as tall as your daddy?"

The goat milk Song Yanzhi gave to the two children was not much to begin with, and the children finished it in just three or five sips.

The third child was very well behaved. After drinking the milk, he closed his eyes obediently.

"Would you two like to get some sleep too?"

Song Yanzhi laid the three children horizontally on the bed. The cot was large enough for all three children to sleep on.

The eldest and second child were full and a little sleepy, so they nodded and climbed onto the bed.

After the three children fell asleep, Song Yanzhi took off the thin quilt that had just been wet by the third child and washed it, then sat beside the three children and did needlework.

Chen only prepared two mattresses for the third child. The child was young and prone to bedwetting, so two mattresses were not enough.

Song Yanzhi took out the navy blue cloth she had bought in the morning, cut it into four pieces, sewed two pieces together, stuffed a thin layer of cotton inside, and sewed it up with needle and thread.

Her mattress was thin, so the child wouldn't feel hot when sleeping on it, and it could also block the moisture coming up from the ground.

She laid the mat and sewed it, and it took her only a quarter of an hour to finish.

She also made a set of clothes for each of the three children and herself. Summer clothes were very red and could be made by sewing two pieces of cloth together.

By the time it was almost five o'clock, Song Yanzhi had not only finished sewing clothes for the three children, but had also sewn most of her own clothes, and the children had also woken up.

"Big boy, you take care of the brothers while I go pick the vegetables from the garden, okay?"

She hadn't finished sewing the clothes yet. Song Yanzhi wanted to finish sewing after dinner. If she didn't pick the vegetables in the vegetable garden, they would age a lot.

"it is good"

Song Yanzhi was worried about her three children at home, so she took a large wooden basin and placed it under the shade of a tree next to the vegetable garden. She put a small mat she had just sewn in the basin and placed the three children inside.

Then he went to Han Heming's room, took out an old cloth, spread it next to the wooden basin, gave each of the two children a piece of fried cake, and let the eldest and second child sit on the cloth to play.

The sun was still scorching at five o'clock. If it were the previous Song Yanzhi, she would definitely not be able to do farm work. However, this original body was used to doing farm work under the scorching sun.

Song Yanzhi took two large backpacks, which contained cucumbers, peppers, beans, tomatoes, eggplants, gourds and loofahs. She picked all the ripe vegetables that could not grow anymore.

Two baskets of gourds were not enough, so she took another one and filled half a basket before she took all the vegetables back.

“There are so many dishes that we can’t finish them all.”

Da Wa was a little dissatisfied when he saw Song Yanzhi picked all the vegetables planted by his mother.

"If you can't finish it, dry it and make pickles. If you don't pick these vegetables and take them home, they will get old. Once they get old, they won't be edible."

Song Yanzhi explained with a smile, and the kid didn't say anything.

After picking the vegetables and bringing them home, there is no time to pickle and dry them today. The sun is about to set, so it is impossible to pickle or dry the vegetables. Song Yanzhi plans to get up early tomorrow morning to do it.

It was agreed that he would make dumplings for the children in the evening. He took out the white flour and mixed it with a little bean flour to mix the dough. He didn't know if Han Heming would come back in the evening.

He made a lot of dough and planned to not be able to finish it, so he put the dumplings in cold water to chill them and waited for Han Heming to come back before eating them.

After kneading the dough and setting it aside to rise, he prepared the dumpling filling. Since there were a lot of long beans at home, he selected some tender long beans, blanched them, chopped them up, and mixed them with the pork filling to make long bean and pork dumplings.

“I don’t eat pork.”

Han Heming was a hunter, and the Han family never lacked meat. After Chen's death, Han Heming made meat soup for the children three times a day. The food he cooked was not tasty, and they ate it for more than ten days in a row, which hurt the eldest child.

He was looking after his younger brother and frowned when he saw Song Yanzhi take out a piece of pork from the well.

"Is the minced meat and green beans I made for lunch delicious?"

Han Dawa doesn't like to eat meat. When Song Yanzhi made minced meat and green beans at noon, she stir-fried the minced meat in a pan until it released oil and was slightly burnt, then added the green beans. The dish turned out to be so fragrant.

At that time, the eldest boy scooped a spoonful into his own bowl.

"good to eat."

This is the same as minced meat and green beans. I just wrap it in dough and it turns out just as delicious.

"You're not lying?"

"Have I ever lied to you?"

It was getting dark and Han Heming had not returned. Song Yanzhi was afraid that the children were hungry, so she did not wait for Han Heming. She only left some dumplings for him and put them in the well water. She boiled the rest of the dumplings and ate them with the children.

"Stepmother, the dumplings are delicious. I want to eat them again tomorrow."

After dinner, the two children rubbed their round bellies and savored the delicious food they had just eaten.

The people of Hongya Village face the sea and are close to the mountains. There are stones under the ground here, so crops cannot be grown. There are many people and little land here. People living here have a hard time getting enough food, let alone cooking.

Chen’s cooking was not delicious before. It cannot be said that it was not delicious. It can only be said that as a girl who was born and raised here, she had never eaten delicious food and did not know how to cook it.

Song Yanzhi had only been here for one day, but she had already made the two little ones appreciate the food.

"If you two behave, I'll make you something delicious. Will you behave?"

"We'll be obedient."

The two little guys are no longer embarrassed at all.