Divorced woman with child travels through time

Everyone stopped, and Chen Wenfang realized that these women probably hadn't eaten or drunk anything for a long time. She asked someone to bring in a bucket of clean water, picked up a gourd, and went into the house to feed them water one by one. Sure enough, those women who had survived were those with a strong will to live and would instinctively drink water. Chen Wenfang breathed a sigh of relief.

After drinking her fill of water, Xiuxiu felt a little better. Zhaodi quietly stepped forward and helped her put on the new clothes she had brought.

Xiuxiu looked down and said "thank you" in a hoarse, almost silent voice.

Zhao Di's nose stung, and tears streamed down her face. "What a tragedy! Why don't these beasts just die!"

She cursed silently as she gently combed Xiuxiu's hair with her hands, afraid of hurting her.

Xiuxiu felt her gentleness and forced a smile.

With Chen Wenfang leading the way without any sign of disgust, helping them out to wash their bodies, the female workers also helped the women out one by one in pairs, quickly washing them and putting on their clothes.

Bucket after bucket of clean water was changed until nearly noon, when all the women had finished washing. There were forty-two women in total, ranging in age from their teens to their thirties. Most of them lay there silently, instinctively flinching when people approached. They only breathed a sigh of relief after realizing they were fellow Song people. Most of the women who had drunk the water felt better. After realizing they had been rescued, they cried softly in a corner like helpless kittens.

Chen Wenfang was so exhausted that she was completely soaked in sweat, and the female workers were no different.

Wang Erniu had been keeping an eye on things from a distance. When he saw A Yue give him a hand gesture, he knew that the people had been dealt with.

The soldiers, exhausted from a night of fierce fighting, slept soundly after cleaning up the battlefield.

Wang Erniu was also very tired, but he was worried about Chen Wenfang, so he still did everything himself.

"Is the broth ready? Should we move it to that house over there? Have we gathered all the bowls and chopsticks?"

"Back to the training camp, everything's cooked and prepared! We're just waiting for them to arrive." The soldier, his mouth dry and face wrinkled, yawned, clearly exhausted.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work. Tell them all to step back, wake up the brothers who are taking turns to rest, and you can go to sleep." Wang Erniu patted his shoulder and instructed someone to inform Chen Wenfang.

Soon, Chen Wenfang and the others helped a group of women slowly into the house. Their simple clothes could not hide the scars all over their bodies; their exposed faces and hands were covered in bruises.

With tears in her eyes, Xiuxiu drank the warm meat paste. It was perfectly seasoned and melted in her mouth. The meat paste, which had already solidified a bit, showed that it had been cooked for a long time. They were being treated with care. When did our Song Dynasty have such good soldiers? Even this meat paste, they couldn't get a bite during the New Year. What did she do to deserve this?

As Xiuxiu drank, the pain overwhelmed her, and she burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Her outburst seemed to trigger a chain reaction; the women, who had been drinking silently, could no longer contain themselves, and the room was filled with a mournful chorus of sobs that moved anyone who heard it to tears. Even the female workers wiped away their tears.

Chen Wenfang breathed a long sigh of relief and finally cried. It was good that she cried; she was afraid that holding it in for so long would make her sick.

After she felt relieved, she realized that her stomach was growling with hunger. Without thinking about it, she filled a large bowl with meat paste and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhao Di was dumbfounded. Our lady isn't picky at all?

"Ah, that's great!" Chen Wenfang put down her bowl, wiped her mouth, and said casually, "Are you full? If you are, I'll take you away. I have a house there, and there's no one there. I'll send you there to stay for a while. Once you've recovered, you can leave on your own if you want."

The women looked at each other, and the oldest woman timidly raised her head and asked, "Can I leave as soon as I want to get ashore?"

“Are you feeling alright? If you think you're fine, of course you can go, but…” Chen Wenfang paused, “I forgot to introduce myself. This time, I’m from the garrison of Huian County. Commander Wang led the troops and defeated the Japanese here. I am Commander Wang’s wife. Since I am also a woman, it will be easier for me to take care of you, so I will lead you away.”

"It's not that I won't let you go, but your condition is quite serious right now. I'll take you to my private residence to recuperate for a few days. If you need to see a doctor, then see one. Don't worry about the money. Just focus on getting better and relax. You'll have somewhere to go in the future. I'll take care of everything."

"Madam Wang!" The older woman knelt down, weeping. "Thank you for your great kindness. I know my own body. I wanted to leave as soon as I got ashore. Please, Madam, let me go."

"This woman is not normal!" Chen Wenfang thought to herself, but judging from her appearance and accent, she was undoubtedly a woman from the Song Dynasty. Oh well, everyone has their own fate.

Chen Wenfang looked around and said, "Who else is there? Those who want to leave, step forward. To avoid damaging your reputation, Commander Wang has arranged for a large ship to pick us up. We will drop you off in a secluded spot on the shore, and you can leave on your own."

As soon as he finished speaking, several women stepped forward one after another.

Chen Wenfang nodded and said seriously, "I don't care what you think, none of these things are your fault. There are still many days ahead. If you have a hard time after you go back, you can come to Chen's Workshop in the county to find Caiyun. I will give you a way to make a living."

The women remained silent, only kowtowing and expressing their gratitude.

Chen Wenfang sighed, "It's not easy being a good person."

Wang Erniu was finally able to leave. He left two hundred men to guard the island, and then boarded a ship with his soldiers and a group of women to evacuate.

We've only gone halfway.

"The local militia is here! There's a boat going to the island!"

"Mo Shengzhang, aim carefully! It must be delivering supplies to the Japanese! Turn the stern around and surround it, don't let it get away." Wang Erniu quickly gave the order.

The boatman immediately hoisted the sail and turned the rudder.

The soldiers also drew their bows and swords.

"Quick! Hit that bastard!" Chen Wenfang was extremely excited, his head sticking out of the boat.

Wang Erniu had already nocked his bow when he subconsciously pressed down on Chen Wenfang, who was craning her neck to watch the commotion, and made her squat down behind him.

The small boat sped off like an arrow released from a bow.

The large ship's movements startled the smaller ships, probably because they realized that the Japanese obviously didn't have such magnificent large ships.

The small boat turned around and, just as it was about to crash into the encirclement of the large ships, it unexpectedly turned around at the last moment and drifted far away on a wave, trying to escape.

"Fire the arrows!" Wang Erniu commanded. Arrows rained down like raindrops.

Unfortunately, it was too late; the arrow's force couldn't match the boat's speed. The small boat slid away unscathed.

"Oh dear, what a pity, we didn't hit it! If only we had cannons. Firearms can definitely beat melee weapons!" Chen Wenfang said regretfully. He moved from his squatting position to the side of the boat and looked out through the railing.