Divorced woman with child travels through time

After the two of them left, Wang Ximao drank the murky sorghum wine with Aunt Wang, feeling rather unhappy. He complained to Aunt Wang, "Mother, what makes Liutiao compare to me? He has nothing."

Aunt Wang said, "He can't compare to you, of course. Let me tell you, you should send furniture to your Uncle Fugui more often. I heard that Madam Chen ordered a cabinet from him but it hasn't been delivered yet. When you're sending things, find out more about her family. She's a woman, without a man, what are you afraid of?"

Aunt Wang took another sip of wine and said, "Find out her family situation, and when you have time, just go to her house and rape her. Women are like that; if you make her happy, she'll do whatever you want. Then you can do whatever you want with her."

Wang Ximao said somewhat fearfully, "What if someone sees us? It'll be troublesome if they get caught."

Aunt Wang said fiercely, "If you bump into her, just say she seduced you. It'll be even easier if you catch her. Just insist that she seduced you. She can't clear her name even if she falls into the Yellow River. She's a widow, who would believe she's innocent?"

After saying that, he scolded, "You, you, are such a coward. What are you afraid of? She's just a weak woman. She doesn't even farm. She can't lift a finger. You could crush her with one hand. What are you afraid of?"

As she spoke, she swatted a mosquito dead. "Smack!" Aunt Wang spread her hand and said, "See? It's that simple. Don't you want a woman at your age? I'm doing this for your own good."

Emboldened by alcohol, Wang Ximao stood up and said, "Mother is right, I'll let her sleep with me tomorrow."

Aunt Wang said with a smile, "That's my good son. He should have this kind of strength. Once we take her in, we'll take all her money and I'll manage it for you. I'll buy you wine and meat every day."

Wang Ximao sat down abruptly, took another sip of wine, and said, "Really? Mother, then give me five coins, and I'll go buy some things to see Madam Chen tomorrow."

Aunt Wang smiled and counted out five copper coins to him, saying, "Then you must remember, you must seduce her for me."

Wang Ximao tucked the money into his pocket, downed the rest of the wine in one gulp, and said, "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely make sure we live a good life."

Aunt Wang said kindly, "I'm not worried. My son, go and rest now that you're drunk."

Wang Ximao went to bed, stumbling to the side room and lying down, barely removing his clothes. He had drunk too much and felt unbearably hot all over. He tore open his clothes and drifted off to sleep, his dreams filled with passionate lovemaking with Madam Chen. In the middle of the night, he felt thirsty and unbearably dry. He woke from his dream, got up, and drank a mouthful of cold water. Staring at his erect lower body, he couldn't fall back asleep for a long time.

After pondering for a long time, he picked up the remaining wine from the jar on the table and took a large gulp. He had to strike first; otherwise, if Wang Liutiao won over Chen Niangzi, what would he eat? Having made up his mind, he grabbed the wine jar and headed out.

Before dawn, fueled by alcohol, Wang Ximao made his way to Chen Wenfang's house in the dark. After crossing the bridge over Wangjiazhuang, a light drizzle began to fall again. Wang Ximao wiped the rain from his face, downed his drink in one gulp, threw the wine jar into the river, and hurried towards Chen Wenfang's house.

On a rainy day, even when it was light, the sky was still overcast and gray. Wang Ximao had no idea what time it was. The rain felt a little cool on his body, but he was oblivious to it. He only felt that he wanted to see Chen Niangzi and that he had to see her today. Fueled by this lustful desire, he climbed over Chen Wenfang's courtyard wall. Unfortunately, the wall was a bit high, and Wang Ximao's body, still recovering from a hangover, was not strong enough. He went to the nearby wasteland, moved a large rock, and found a relatively high spot in the outer courtyard. With a burst of strength, he climbed over the wall.

Inside, Chen Wenfang was still fast asleep, unaware of what had happened in the courtyard. Wang Ximao crawled into the inner courtyard, slowly walked to the window of the main room, moistened his finger with saliva, and poked a hole in the paper window. He peered through the hole, but unfortunately, it was dark, and he could only vaguely make out two figures, one large and one small, on the bed. Wang Ximao was extremely jealous of that little brat.

After all that trouble and finally seeing the person he had been longing for day and night, Wang Ximao was exhausted. He squatted down by the corner of the wall and actually felt sleepy, and in his daze, he fell asleep again.

Another half hour passed, and it was already broad daylight. Wang Ximao was awakened by a child's clear voice calling "Mommy~ Mommy" from inside the house. Without thinking, he slowly got up and tiptoed quietly to the door.

Inside the house, Chen Wenfang was woken up by her child. She was tired from going to the market yesterday, and her back was a little sore. Chen Wenfang then remembered that she hadn't had her period yet. She had been here for almost two months and hadn't had it. Logically speaking, having given birth shouldn't cause menstrual irregularities. She should find some time to go see a doctor.

"Do you need to use the restroom?" Chen Wenfang slowly sat up, stretched, and felt a little bloated in her lower abdomen. Based on her experience over the past few decades, this was the start of her period. She wondered if it was because she had suffered from malnutrition during the famine and had gone through menopause, and now that she was eating and drinking well, her period was coming back? It was quite possible.

Chen Xuanyu gave a soft "Mmm" in a childish voice.

Chen Wenfang got up and dressed herself, then helped Chen Xuanyu dress. Ancient people's clothes were different from those in her previous life, so Chen Wenfang modified the trousers a bit, so that she didn't need to wear an inner belt, otherwise it would be more troublesome.

The mother and son dawdled, and Wang Ximao, who was listening outside the door, grew impatient.