Divorced woman with child travels through time

Chen Wenfang found it strange and asked Wang Erniu that evening, only to find out the truth. Erniu was a little worried and couldn't help but ask her again, "Fang'er, do you think I'm too cruel and ruthless? After all, the children are back safe and sound?"

Chen Wenfang asked in surprise, "How could that be? Would you think I was too ruthless when I killed Wang Ximao back then?"

"Of course not, he deserves to die. He bullied you, you went easy on him."

“That’s right. They tried to snatch the child, but they failed. That was still a bad thing. If they had actually snatched the child, they would have broken his legs or even cut him into a thousand pieces. How could any parent tolerate that? You did the right thing.” Chen Wenfang said to him earnestly.

Wang Erniu hugged her, "Fang'er really understands me."

"Of course I understand you. If I don't understand you, who will?" Chen Wenfang smiled and hugged him back. The two embraced closely, and Chen Wenfang felt the burning heat on his body.

Wang Erniu hugged her even tighter, wishing he could embed her into his body. The two were sitting side by side, but Wang Erniu swung his arm and pulled her over. Chen Wenfang sat on his lap, her large breasts pressed tightly against his chest. It was summer, and they were both wearing very thin clothes, so it was almost as if they were touching.

Wang Erniu was a little excited, his breathing became heavy, and his lower body involuntarily stood up, his thick, strong member pressing tightly against Chen Wenfang's crotch. Chen Wenfang, being an experienced woman, understood immediately. Her face flushed, and her body went limp. Chen Wenfang put her head next to his ear, her whole body softly lying on top of him. Her heart fluttered, and she involuntarily hooked her hands around his neck, afraid that she would slip down.

"What's wrong, Fang'er?" Wang Erniu put his arm around her waist, gently stroking it, and said in her ear while his breathing was rapid but he pretended to be calm.

Chen Wenfang's sensitive earlobes immediately turned red. Both of them had been through a lot in their careers and had already found their own partners. It was normal for them to feel desire because of love, and Chen Wenfang never thought of rejecting him.

When Wang Erniu asked, Chen Wenfang replied softly, "Mmm~~" with a drawn-out tone that sounded coquettish. Wang Erniu's hand, which was stroking her waist, paused. What should he do? He really wanted to devour her. His erection couldn't help but rub against her legs.

Chen Wenfang felt increasingly ashamed, her heart fluttering with desire. She turned her head to look at him, and Wang Erniu noticed her gaze. He looked down at her, and their eyes met. Chen Wenfang's eyes sparkled with desire, and the atmosphere was romantic. They rubbed against each other, and sparks almost flew.

Wang Erniu couldn't help but kiss her cheek and whisper, "Don't be afraid!" He was afraid that his impetuousness would frighten her.

Chen Wenfang didn't dare look at him, so she buried her head in his neck, breathing in his scent, which felt reassuring and pleasant. She whispered, "I'm fine."

After a long while, the two finally calmed down, sat down separately, smiled at each other, and put their hands together again.

Chen's Teahouse was busy for half a month before the number of customers decreased, but business was still booming. Chen Wenfang came every morning and returned to Wangjiazhuang every evening. Overwhelmed, she had to hire three more people: a kitchen helper, Wang Niangzi (Chef Wang's wife), and an elderly man surnamed Wang from next door to help with cooking and other chores. He was provided with meals and paid 600 coins a month. The old man was introduced by Wang Xiaoer. He had only an eight-year-old granddaughter at home. That day, she saw Chen Xuanyu and the others playing and secretly watched from inside the door, looking very envious. Chu Yi discovered this and pulled her over, giving her some steamed buns. The next day, the old man from next door brought the child over to thank her.

Seeing that the two men were very polite despite their tattered clothes, Chen Wenfang suggested that they visit each other more often. Wang Xiaoer seized the opportunity to say, "Uncle Wang lives close to us, so it's convenient for him to help with the fire, and he can also take care of the teahouse more often."

Chen Wenfang thought it made a lot of sense, so she took the initiative to ask him to help with some work, and that he could bring his child along. Old Man Wang was overjoyed, wiping away tears and insisting on kneeling down to kowtow to Chen Wenfang. He was only stopped by Wang Xiaoer, who held him back tightly. He arrived early the next day and worked even harder, sweeping the teahouse entrance exceptionally clean. Chen Wenfang felt incredibly lucky, thinking she had found a treasure just by hiring someone.

Little did he know that it was because he was paid well—three meals a day included, six hundred coins a month—that he was amazed by the food. Wang Xiaoer used to only earn eight hundred coins and could only afford two meals a day. Old Wang had only worked one day when he was astonished by the food. Although there were leftovers, they were all clean, and the stir-fried meat dishes featured large chunks of meat that tasted excellent. He couldn't even afford such good meat during the New Year, let alone with a child to support—one person working while two people ate. He secretly resolved to work even harder.

Old Wang's granddaughter is named Wang Ling'er. She is very well-behaved and sensible. When Chen Wenfang asked her to eat with her, she was very observant and helped to clear the dishes and move chairs. After the meal, she even helped wipe the table. She was only slightly taller than the table, but she was very efficient in doing things.

It was rare to find a little girl, and Chen Wenfang took a liking to her, pulling her aside and saying, "Ling'er, come here!"

Little Ling'er obediently went up to her and gave a proper bow, saying, "Greetings, Master."

"Oh, good girl! Dare to go and greet the guests?" Chen Wenfang teased her.

"I dare!" Little Ling'er said, mustering her courage.

“Really? Then you can try it when the next customer comes,” Chen Wenfang said with a smile.

Just then, a merchant came in, and Chen Wenfang asked her to give it a try. Xiaoling tried her best to imitate Chen Wenfang's adult manner as she stepped forward and said, "Welcome, sir. Please come in. Are you here to stay or have a meal?"

The old man, dressed in very tattered clothes, smiled kindly and said, "Young lady, I don't eat or stay at a hotel. I heard you have chili sauce here, so I'd like to buy half a jar."

"We don't have half a jar, grandpa, but we do have small jars weighing two ounces each, only eight coins. If you bring a jar with our Chen's logo on it next time, it'll only cost five coins." Xiaoling quickly adapted and said sweetly, even knowing the prices.

"Oh, okay, give me a small jar, good girl."

"Go buy it from the first-year student over there," Xiaoling directed, leading the person to the first-year student's stall.

The old man fumbled for eight old copper coins, bought a small jar, sold it to Xiaoling, saw her out, and then jogged over to stand in front of Chen Wenfang.

"Boss, how did I do? Is it okay?" Xiaoling looked at her nervously and expectantly.

Chen Wenfang smiled gently, patted her head and said, "You did a great job. I'll have Sister Chunlan arrange for someone to make you a set of our uniforms. From now on, you'll be one of our employees. Do your job well."

Xiaoling nodded emphatically, "I will definitely work hard, thank you, boss."

Chen Wenfang smiled and let Chunlan take her. The child was really pitiful, her clothes were all torn, but luckily she was well-mannered and kept very clean.