Divorced woman with child travels through time

Wang Da grinned wickedly. "He dares not give it to me? I already know who that guy is. Do you know? Guess." Wang Da popped a peanut into his mouth and said mysteriously.

"Who is it?" Wang Er asked blankly.

Wang Da lowered his voice, "He's the young master of Chen's family. We've gotten a great deal, haha..." Wang Da was so happy that his eyes disappeared from his grin.

"This is fucking..." Wang Er took a big gulp of wine; this was his long-term meal ticket. "Come on, bottoms up..."

"But brother, how do you know that guy is the young master of Chen's family?" Wang Er asked, puzzled.

“Of course I know, unlike you who don’t know anything all day long. His clothes were custom-made by Chen Ji.” Wang Da explained.

"Our brother is really amazing, I admire you!" Wang Er flattered.

"Hehe, done. Qingniang, you slut, come over here, I've already paid you." Wang Dayue laughed more and more. Ah, the hard times are finally over.

"Here it comes..." Qingniang rolled her eyes, swaying her slender waist coquettishly as she served the two men. Good heavens, why should a woman like her waste a few breaths of time? It's such a waste of my time. If it weren't for the money, she wouldn't serve them.

After fussing around for a while and finishing all the wine, the two stumbled home, supporting each other. It was cold, and they were feeling hot from the wine. Wang Da opened his shirt, revealing that the wound on his arm was slowly healing and was a little itchy. He scratched it, and the cloth fell to the ground.

"Second brother, what do you think of Qingniang?" Wang Da chuckled lewdly.

"Hehe, that's good, that white stuff..." Wang Er was also drunk, his eyes were almost closed... he could only barely open them once.

Wang Hanyang, hidden in the shadows, rolled his eyes and watched them quietly.

Wang Er, struggling to open his eyelids, seemed to be stung by some white light. "Huh?" Wang Er stumbled and let go of his brother, running over to pick it up. "Silver! Brother, there's silver here!"

"What?" Wang Da perked up and ran over. As he got closer to the riverbank, he seemed to step on something. He picked it up and saw it was a few pieces of silver, probably a little over a coin. He immediately bent down and searched through the weeds along the riverbank. "Hey, there really is some silver. Which idiot threw it over here..."

The dim-witted builder, Wang Hanyang, remained silent, hiding in the shadows. He watched as the two men drew closer to the riverbank, then seized an opportunity to hit a small stone on the tendon in Wang's thigh. Wang Da, already feeling dizzy, lost all strength in his leg and fell straight into the river. Wang Er immediately reached out to grab Wang Da, but he was too weak to pull himself up and was also drunk. He was pulled into the river by Wang Da.

With a splash, both of them fell into the river. Wang Da, who could swim, wasn't panicked, but he had to pull his younger brother, who couldn't swim, along. It was winter, and Wang Er was wearing thick clothes, so Wang Da held on tightly. Finally, Wang Da caught his breath and said, "You, you don't panic, don't choke me, I'll pull you out, plop... Did you hear me?"

Wang Er panicked and kicked and thrashed about, yelling, "Brother, save me!"

Wang Da struggled to tread the water, trying to pull his younger brother towards the riverbank. The water was a bit deep, and most importantly, it was too cold.

Wang Hanyang, on the shore, glanced down and continued to watch the two people in the water from his hidden spot. On the bank below, in a clump of grass, Lü Xiong was also silently watching the two people who had fallen into the water.

Finally, Wang Da swam to the shore with great difficulty. He had swallowed a lot of water and was almost exhausted. Wang Er kept holding on to him. He was exhausted and had also swallowed a lot of water. He was half-frozen. The two of them shivered and tried to climb ashore.

Seeing that they were about to climb out, Wang Hanyang and Lü Xiong, masked, went over and each pushed one of their heads directly into the water.

"Coo... Hero... Coo coo coo..."

"Spare...save...gugugu..."

The two men tried to struggle or call for help, but Wang Hanyang and Lü Xiong remained silent, their large, iron-like hands firmly gripping their heads underwater, making them immobile. Wang Da even tried to hold his breath, but Wang Hanyang, having seen this kind of shameless person many times before, used his strength to hold him underwater. Initially, Wang Da and Lü Xiong struggled a little, but soon Wang Er became still, and shortly after, Wang Da also choked and went still...

Wang Hanyang was still worried and pressed for a while longer, until both of them floated up. Lü Xiong said, "Brother, is that enough? My hands are getting sore..."

"Wait..." Wang Hanyang grabbed Wang Da's hair, lifted him by the neck, and flipped his head over. His deathly pale face was terrifying. Wang Hanyang casually placed his hand near his nostrils, held it for a full ten breaths, then checked his pulse to confirm he was completely dead. He then casually pushed the body into the river, washed his hands, and said, "Let's go..."

Wang Da probably never knew why until his death.

Finally, it's over. This kind of trashy person is gone. Wang Hanyang wiped his hands with his clothes, and the two of them went to the other side of the road. They watched the two people in the river slowly drift away. The riverbank will be flooded in the morning, and they will leave no trace tomorrow.

Sure enough, the next day, someone retrieved the two bloated bodies downstream. Poor Ma Liuyi investigated and learned that the two had obtained some money and were living a life of debauchery. He thought that they must have drunk too much at night and accidentally fell into the river and drowned. Later, after investigation, it was found that this was indeed the case. In addition, they were two local thugs with a bad reputation and no relatives, so the matter was left unresolved.

On the second day of the first lunar month, Chu Yi secretly inquired about the news and went to find Wang Hanyang. Wang Hanyang smiled and patted his head, saying, "You should go and talk to your Uncle Erniu." Chu Yi nodded.

In the evening, Chu Yi set out some dishes in Chen Ji's courtyard. Everyone else went home early to rest, leaving only the father and son sitting at the table.

Chu Yi's thoughts were a bit complicated. He wanted to call Chen Wenfang "mother" directly, let alone "godmother." He could say that everything he had was given to him by Chen Wenfang, so he was perfectly capable of calling her "mother." But Wang Erniu was different; compared to him, he was still a little lacking. However, he acknowledged how desperately Chen Wenfang had protected his godmother during the Mid-Autumn Festival. This time, he had asked Uncle Hanyang to protect him, so he felt he owed him a huge favor.

"Uncle Erniu, thank you so much this time." Chu Yi picked up the glass of wine and poured him a glass.

"You're too kind, we're all family," Wang Erniu said politely. He was also considering how to start the conversation. The child's idea was good, but he was a bit rash.

As if understanding his thoughts, Chu Yi said, "Uncle Erniu, next time I will definitely explain things to you first before helping others."

There will be a next time... Wang Erniu had a headache. When will this child realize that he's just a child...?

"First day of the lunar month!" Wang Erniu said cautiously and gently, "You're still young. These are things you shouldn't be doing, do you understand?"

"But I feel there are too few of us to protect our godmother," Chu Yi said earnestly.