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

"There's a fire in our house. When you wake up, take your brother to play here, okay?"

Song Yanzhi touched Da Wa's head.

"it is good"

The eldest boy climbed down from the bed in Song Yanzhi's arms and wanted to go play with the third boy. Suddenly, he saw Han Heming leaning against the wall.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Da Wa ran to Han Heming and saw that Han Heming's body was covered with scars. He was so scared that he burst into tears.

"Don't cry, Daddy is fine. He will be fine in a few days."

Han Heming comforted his son softly, but Erdawa's crying had already woken up the other children.

Several children rubbed their eyes and looked in the direction where the eldest child was crying, and they also saw the injured Han Heming.

Several children ran towards Han Heming in panic.

"Daddy, Daddy, how could you be injured so badly?"

Several children gathered around Han Heming, chattering and expressing their support for him, their eyes all red.

"Children, stop crowding around your father. Let him rest well so he can recover quickly."

After hearing what Song Yanzhi said, the children sat further away and looked at Han Heming sobbing.

"Don't cry, your dad will be fine."

Song Yanzhi comforted the children and walked over to Han Heming to sit down.

"Are we going to go out and rebuild the house, or?"

According to Song Yanzhi, they could no longer live in this village. They had been discovered and their lair had been raided. Who knew if they were still being monitored to see if all the people were dead?

"Move out. We can't live in Hongya Village anymore."

Han Heming's idea coincided with Song Yanzhi's.

"Okay, there might be firefighters outside tonight. Tomorrow night, I'll take you out and help you get to bed for a while, okay?"

There is only one bed in this cellar. When the children wake up, Han Heming can sleep on it and have some rest.

"it is good"

Han Heming felt extremely sleepy and tired. The only reason he didn't fall asleep was entirely due to his own perseverance.

"Children, are you still sleeping? If you want to sleep, sleep next to daddy."

When making the bed, Han Heming thought that the whole family might need to sleep on it, so the bed was built very large, so there would be no problem for children to sleep on it.

"Mom, let's not sleep anymore. Let Dad have a good rest."

Several children shook their heads.

"Then come here and sit and play."

Song Yanzhi spread a layer of straw on the ground, then put a sack on the straw, and finally two quilts.

The cellar was very humid, and she didn't dare let the children sit on the ground for a long time, for fear of harming their health.

When the children heard her calling, they all gathered around her obediently. Ajiu was so obedient that he even picked up Sanwa.

"There's nothing much to do in the cellar. Do you want to hear a story from your mother?"

Song Yanzhi knew that the children were very panicked, and she wanted to comfort them.

"it is good"

Several children leaned on her. She covered them with a quilt and then told them stories in a soft voice. She told the children story after story.

When she heard steady breathing, she knew the children were asleep again. Just as she was about to move, she heard a voice.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

"Ajiu, you're not asleep?"

Song Yanzhi looked at Ajiu's watery eyes, which were filled with deep sadness. She was shocked and wondered what was wrong with this child.

"No."

"But what's on your mind?"

"Auntie, our house is flooded. Is it because of me and Tuantuan?"

Jiu is already ten years old and is already a little adult. He can think of many things without being told.

"I only know that the arsonist was your uncle Han's teacher. I don't know if this matter has anything to do with you."

Song Yanzhi looked at the sadness in the child's eyes. She didn't want to tell the child because she thought that Ajiu was too young and shouldn't have to endure this.

"It must be because of us. I can see that Uncle Han has a good relationship with his teacher. His teacher recognized me, so he killed you."

Ajiu is really smart, and precocious children are destined to bear more than others.

"Aunt, please send me away. I'm older now, and they can easily recognize me. But can you help me raise Tuantuan? Tuantuan is still young, and he changes every year. Soon no one will recognize him."

When Ajiu first came to the Han family, he was cautious and hoped that the Han family would not drive him and his brother away.

He and his brother lived here for several months. Uncle Han and Aunt Song treated them as their own children. He really couldn't bear to let the Han family be murdered because of them.

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about? There are so many places we can go, and it's easy for people to lose track of you brothers. This time, your uncle Han and I were careless."

"But...but..."

"Don't say but. Your Uncle Han brought you brothers back home. We raised you brothers as our own children. No parent would abandon their children so easily."

"mother…"

"Well, what happened?"

"It's so kind of you."

Jiu closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Song Yanzhi looked at the children and fell asleep too.

Outside the cellar, at the ruins of the Han family, the people of Hongya Village looked at the burned house and couldn't help sighing.

Many people held paper money in their hands and threw it on the burned-down house.

Still that soft-hearted person, with red eyes.

Especially Su, her face was sad and her eyes were red.

"Come on, let's go back too."

Han Ming hugged Su. His wife had a good relationship with Song Yanzhi. His children were still wearing clothes made by Song Yanzhi. In the blink of an eye, she was gone. How could people accept it so easily?

"My husband, the Yanzhi family was such a good family, how could they be gone?"

As Su spoke, her voice choked with sobs.

"Don't be too sad. The dead are gone, and the living must continue to live."

Han Ming comforted his wife, but in fact he was also very sad. He and Han Heming grew up together and had a good relationship since childhood. How could he not be sad when Han Heming was gone?

But he is a man, his wife is already so sad, and he still has to support the family.

Su wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief.

"Hey, what is Second Uncle doing in Grandma's house?"

Han Ming's house was not far from Mr. Han and Mrs. Han's house. When the two of them were walking towards their home, they saw Han Duotian walking stealthily towards the Han family's old house.

The two were puzzled.

The old house of the Han family. After the death of Mr. Han and Mrs. Han, Han Heming locked the house and never lived in it again. No one went there on weekdays. What did Han Duotian do in the past?

"Let's go and take a look." Su suggested.

She didn't like Han Duotian's family in the first place, and after Li Yuzhi kidnapped Han Heming's child, Su had even less good feelings towards this family.

Seeing Han Heming acting suspiciously, she instinctively felt that Han Duotian was going to do something bad again.