Divorced woman with child travels through time

After everyone left, Chen Wenfang pulled Wang Erniu into the room, looking at him with a smile and saying, "Where did you get the money to buy the land? You didn't use all the money I gave you at the end of the year, did you?"

Wang Erniu pulled her into his arms and hugged her, inhaling her fragrance, and whispered in her ear, "Yes, I spend my money as soon as I have it. There's no use keeping it. I'm still short a bit. I borrowed some money from Chuzhi. Besides, the house and land deeds are in my name, but you don't. So I bought the land and put your name on it. That way, you'll have a dowry."

Chen Wenfang smiled sweetly. This man is quite nice; he even thinks of her.

As Wang Erniu held her, his mind wandered again. No, he couldn't be acting like this. He tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't control his hands. Then he thought, well, she's his wife, and we're in the room. He couldn't resist and pinched Chen Wenfang's breasts twice.

Chen Wenfang let out a soft moan, "Oh, you're so annoying, you pervert!"

Wang Erniu said with a righteous look, "What's wrong? Can't I touch my wife?" Then he lowered his voice and said, "I feel uncomfortable, wife. Besides, we're indoors."

Chen Wenfang said with a forced smile, "Then let's get down to business, and you won't feel so bad."

Wang Erniu's eyes lit up. "Is it okay? Let's go!" He pulled her towards the bed.

Chen Wenfang was both annoyed and amused. "What are you thinking about in broad daylight? Let's go to the store and take a look." She thought to herself, "My back is about to break, and you still want to come here?"

Wang Erniu opened the door with considerable disappointment.

As soon as the two stepped out, they saw Chu Yi running into the yard.

"Uncle Erniu, something bad has happened!" Chu Yi was slightly flustered.

"What's wrong?" Wang Erniu and Chen Wenfang immediately went to greet them.

"Steward Li hanged himself in prison. Lord Ma sent someone to inform him that he admitted it was his own idea. He said he was in love with his godmother's beauty, so he decided to forge the document." Chu Yi told the story hesitantly.

"Impossible!" Wang Erniu and Chen Wenfang said in unison. After saying that, they looked at each other and smiled.

Wang Erniu said, "I'm afraid they don't want to implicate the person who made the fake land deed for him. It seems the big shot behind this is quite powerful. We're probably in trouble. Perfect timing, let's go to the shop and take a look."

Chen Wenfang nodded, and the three of them got into the carriage, taking a load of vegetables and dried goods with them to the shop.

As soon as the carriage arrived at Chen's shop, a crowd of people gathered around. Chu Yi and Wang Erniu jumped off the carriage, with Chu Yi taking the lead and saying as he squeezed through the crowd, "Make way, make way, I'm the manager of the shop, let me in."

Wang Erniu helped Chen Wenfang out of the carriage. Just then, Old Man Wang, who had just finished using the outhouse, saw his own carriage and rushed over. Wang Erniu let go of Chen Wenfang's hand and asked, "What happened?"

Old Wang picked up the horse's reins and said, "I don't know. Everything was fine just now. Master, go ask the people inside. I'll lead the carriage to the backyard."

Wang Erniu nodded.

Dazhuang, standing at the back of the chaotic crowd, spotted Wang Erniu and shouted, "The boss is here!!"

The crowd spontaneously made way for them. The lobby was packed with people. There were two men in their early twenties who looked like brothers. One was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, and the other was kneeling on top of him, crying and shouting.

"It was your stuff that killed my brother! My good brother, you died so tragically!" The older man cried with such deep emotion.

Dazhuang stepped forward and explained, "Master, this man just carried his younger brother in and put him down. He said he ate our pastries and died from poisoning. What should we do?" Dazhuang was a little flustered as this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Chu Yi suggested, "Why don't we report it to the authorities?"

Wang Erniu patted him and said, "I'll handle it, don't panic."

Chen Wenfang thought to herself, "If I can run into such a cliché plot, then this person must also be an imposter. She knows her own family's products well, and she has tested all the ingredients for poison, just in case someone with malicious intent poisons them."

She glanced at Wang Erniu, who strode over to the two men, squatted down, and flipped open the eyelids of the man lying down, saying, "Get up. If you don't get up, I'll really let you die here..."

The person lying there remained unmoved. Wang Erniu coldly threatened, "Are you sure you don't want to get up?"

The surrounding crowd was completely silent; the usually bustling lobby was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Wang Erniu raised his fist and said, "Let me tell you, this fist of mine can kill a tiger in one hit..."

The person on the ground twitched their eyelids but refused to get up.

"Since that's the case, then I won't hold back! Hey, take this punch!" As soon as Wang Erniu finished speaking, his massive fist came flying towards him. The man on the ground felt the force of the punch and immediately clenched his fists under his clothes, stubbornly holding back his movement. Wang Erniu's speed was just right, and his fist stopped an inch from the man's nose.

The older young man next to him noticed his younger brother's slight movement and quickly covered it with his clothes. The incident happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone's attention was focused on Wang Erniu, so no one noticed.

Chen Wenfang, who had been observing the person on the ground, naturally noticed it. Wang Erniu, on the other hand, already knew that he was faking it. The moment the fist came down, the person on the ground tensed up, and he felt it too. He didn't really want to hit him; he was just verifying his own idea.

Seeing that the man wouldn't get up, Wang Erniu stood up and said, "Dazhuang, go report to the authorities that someone is faking their death. Also, have someone bring the doctor and the coroner over. Let's see how you keep up this act!"

While waiting for the man to arrive, Chen Wenfang walked over with a smile, squatted down and looked at the man's mouth. She said to the older man, "You said you got poisoned from eating our pastries. Where are the pastries? Let me see them."

The man, shameless and unreasonable, insisted, "No, I've finished eating it all."

Chen Wenfang then asked, "Where's the wrapping paper? Let me see it."

"No! They're all gone. It's just that there's something wrong with your pastries."

"If you don't have anything, how can you prove you ate our family's pastries?" Chen Wenfang retorted. "Huh??"

A hint of panic appeared on the young man's face. He squatted down and rummaged through his younger brother's body, pulling out a bag of crushed sachima pastries, which had been reduced to crumbs. He said, "I have evidence. Look, it's from your family. Everyone knows that your family makes this."

Chen Wenfang reached out her hand, but the man pulled it back and said, "I can't give it to you unless you give me the money."

The onlookers sighed, "Tch, he just wanted money, he must have faked his death."

"You can't say that. If he really dies, we should compensate him."

"What are you talking about? If someone is really dead, can you still eat this stuff? Besides, I just ate Sachima this morning, and I'm perfectly fine!"

"Hehe, you're right!"