Divorced woman with child travels through time

Chen Wenfang chatted awkwardly with him for a while longer, but when she ran out of things to say and got tired of talking, she said, "Brother, if you don't want me to let go of your hand, then get me a blanket. I'm going to sleep for a while. I'm really tired, and this position is uncomfortable."

The wealthy man didn't want to press the matter further, and he'd never seen such a cooperative hostage before. He also didn't want to keep her chatting. So he gave her a blanket and sat quietly beside her, watching.

Chen Wenfang ignored all that. She lay down and covered her head with the blanket. After wriggling around for a while, she burrowed into the straw and pretended to be fast asleep. Wang Erniu must be looking for her, right? He should be trying to find a way to save her.

Chen Wenfang rubbed her bound hands against her legs, and sure enough, the sleeve arrow on her arm was gone. She then unconsciously pretended to be uncomfortable in her sleep and turned her head. Fortunately, the hairpin in her hair was still there. Chen Wenfang raised her hand and brought it to her face, pretending to turn to her side to sleep. After confirming that she could get the hairpin, she stopped moving.

The wealthy businessman observed her for a while, and seeing that she was sleeping quietly and obediently, he stopped paying attention to her and simply waited for the message from the person who came.

In Hujiazhuang, Linxia County, Aunt Hu and her family, dragging their two children and carrying beautifully packaged Chenji paper bags of pastries, hurried back to Hujiazhuang from Lijia Town. Passersby couldn't help but turn their heads, and as they approached Hujiazhuang, even more envious and jealous glances appeared.

Aunt Hu looked very downcast the whole way, and Uncle Hu tried to bring up the topic several times, but it still didn't arouse her interest.

As soon as they got home, Uncle Hu, who had been holding it in all the way, finally couldn't help but ask her, "Honey, what's wrong?"

Aunt Hu sighed and said hesitantly, "Look at that Madam Chen, doesn't she look like our Jing'er?"

"Jing'er?" Old Man Hu hesitated for a moment, then said with difficulty, "You mean our Jing'er, who was only one year old and had just learned to walk when she was kidnapped!"

"That can't be right. How could someone from a wealthy family like Madam Chen be our Jing'er? Besides, there's no mark or anything to prove it."

Aunt Hu sighed and said sadly, "Yes, she doesn't have any birthmarks, so it doesn't prove that she is our Jing'er. But if she really is, she must be doing very well now."

Uncle Hu patted her hand reassuringly and said, "Hey, don't think about it so much. Let's think about when to go there to start work." Before he finished speaking, an aunt with slightly curly hair came in from outside the door, leading a young man and carrying a few oranges in a tattered cloth bag.

"Oh, young man He Dan, young lady Yang, you're both here!" Aunt Li Xiuju said warmly. "Come, come, say hello. This is our Liangshan, and this is your Uncle He Dan."

Hu Liangshan smiled reservedly and nodded without greeting anyone. He usually looked down on these country bumpkins because he was the son of the village chief. If it weren't for working for Chen's family, he would never have come to such a shabby place. The walls of this house are covered in mud, and it looks unclean.

Li Xiuju is the wife of Hu Guangliang, the village chief. The meaning of her bringing people over now is self-evident. If it weren't for her seniority, she probably wouldn't have come. Aunt Hu felt resentful. They had finally seen a little bit of improvement, but these people couldn't stand it and wanted to get a share of the pie.

Aunt Hu's original surname was Yang and her given name was Zhongqiu. She guessed the purpose of the visit quite well and didn't really want to speak. However, Uncle Hu was not the kind of person who liked to offend people, so he immediately stood up to welcome her and said, "Come, come, please sit down. I wonder what brings you here?"

"Well, I heard that you're going to work at Chen's restaurant. I wonder if you could give that opportunity to our Liangshan?" Hu Xiuju didn't waste any words, rubbing her hands together and shamelessly asking.

Before Uncle Hu could speak, Aunt Hu immediately interjected in a gentle voice, "Of course we can't. They only invited us because we're relatives. How can we refuse? We can't refuse. Aunt Xiuju, you should go back early."

Li Xiuju's words were completely swallowed back down. Her face flushed red, turning a deep purplish-red, and her kind expression turned harsh. "Alright, alright, fine. Let's go, Liangshan, and take the oranges with us."

Hu Liangshan's expression immediately changed. He picked up an orange, glared at them resentfully, and stormed off in anger.

Uncle Hu sheepishly apologized, saying with a smile, "Auntie, take care, take care..."

"They're such beasts! Don't they see how poor our family is? We finally have a chance, and they want to take your place? What kind of relatives are they?" Aunt Hu complained.

Uncle Hu comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I can make sure you live a good life. Don't worry, my wife. I definitely won't let anyone take my place. I have to go to Chen's place no matter what."

The couple chatted on and on, agreeing on one thing: no matter who came, they couldn't give the opportunity to someone else.

Night gradually fell, and Chu Yi and Da Zhuang arrived at Wang Erniu's ambush site outside the city.

"Uncle Erniu, what should we do? Is our godmother in danger? Should we go into that shop over there to check on her?" Chu Yi asked anxiously.

“No need!” Wang Erniu said calmly, clenching his fist. “They kidnapped your godmother, so they definitely didn’t want to kill her, nor did they want money. If they wanted to kill her, they wouldn’t have kept her alive until now. Besides, she even tried to buy sugar cane like us. If they wanted money, they would have come to me. But they’ve remained silent, so they must want the recipe. If they want the new recipe, then your godmother is more useful alive.”

“We can’t just sit here and wait, can we?” Dazhuang said.

"No need to rush. I've had someone from Hanyang notify Qi Heng's side to block the shop entrance. I've also had someone report the case to the authorities. They should be here soon." As he spoke, Ma Liu led three people over.

"Lord Ma Liu!" Wang Erniu greeted him, "This way!"

Ma Liu, along with three others, dismounted, hid the horses in the woods, and then went to the bushes where they were hiding.

"How is the situation?" Ma Liu asked with concern.

"It should be soon. They're probably waiting until dark to make their move and will send someone to meet them. I've also arranged for people to keep an eye on things at the shop, but we haven't received any news yet." Wang Erniu's hands were clenched so tightly that the veins were bulging, but his face didn't show it.

"How long will we have to wait?" Ma Liu asked. "Should we go check out the shop first?"

Wang Erniu glanced at the sky and said, "No need. We've agreed that if they don't make a move when the hour of Xu arrives, we'll attack from both sides simultaneously and trap them inside. You can witness it then."

Ma Liu was stunned, startled by the murderous intent emanating from Wang Erniu, and fell silent.