Divorced woman with child travels through time

It was getting dark, and although it was April, it wasn't too cold.

Cheng Niangzi and the others watched from the mountain. In the village below, lights were gradually lit in several large houses, and soon, the sounds of debauchery and revelry could be heard.

The news has probably spread throughout the Japanese community that every Japanese robber who comes here, as soon as he gains the slightest advantage, robs civilian houses, seizes Song women, and drinks and eats meat inside, indulging in pleasure as if he were going to die tomorrow, and is impatient to do so.

"Damn it! I'll go in and kill that son of a bitch!" Zheng Hai angrily slapped the tree next to him, making the leaves rustle.

"Quiet!" Madam Cheng said calmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Zheng Hai immediately fell silent. In public, Cheng Niangzi was an inspector, but he still respected her very much.

"Cheng Niangzi, when are we going to attack?" The higher the mountain, the clearer the voices below became. Hearing those lewd poems and especially the wails of the humiliated women, the Wu sisters could no longer hold back and asked urgently.

“Not yet, it’s just nightfall, and we don’t even know how many people are down there.” Madam Cheng said calmly, “Go and rest now, take turns sleeping. You men go first, sleep for half an hour, then it’ll be our turn. We’ll go down the mountain in an hour.”

"Good!" Among the crowd, Cheng Niangzi had the highest martial arts skills and was also resourceful, so everyone trusted her.

An hour later, the Japanese had eaten and drunk their fill and gradually quieted down, with only the faint sound of women sobbing remaining.

"Go!" With a command from Madam Cheng, a team of about twenty women led about ten men from the village down the mountain, leaving about ten female members behind to watch over the mountain.

As the head of the village's patrol team, Zheng Hai followed closely behind Cheng Niangzi, almost inseparable from her.

The Wu sisters discussed in hushed tones as they walked.

"Sis, is this ocean... you know?"

Wu Wen, the eldest sister of the Wu family, glanced at her, leaned closer, and whispered in her ear, "Is that even a question? It's been so long. I heard she proposed to the eldest son yesterday. I wonder if it went well or not..."

"Haha, still like that?" Miss Wu Yi, the more lively one, practically jumped up as she walked. "You know what, they actually look quite like a married couple."

Lin Ruyue, one of the girls traveling with her, nudged her and laughed, "That's right, I told you long ago that he had his eye on Cheng Niangzi. You didn't believe me, but now you do."

The girl almost slipped when she bumped into her, and rolled her eyes at her, saying, "Yes, yes, you can eat more wedding candy later."

"Oh, don't be angry, it was an accident. Here's a candy for you." She said, taking out a bag of warm candies from her pocket and picking out a slightly crooked one for her.

The girl's anger turned to joy, and she quickly popped it into her mouth.

A group of people descended the mountain, laughing and joking.

As soon as they entered the edge of the village, Cheng Niangzi's expression froze. Zheng Hai followed her gaze and saw an old man lying in a pool of blood, with half a cow rope still in his hand.

Everyone's faces immediately darkened. That was Old Lin from the village entrance, the first one up every day, leading the cattle from one end of the village to the other to graze on the mountain ridge. Everyone knew him.

Zheng Hai slowly reached out and touched his body. His heart sank as soon as he touched him. He shook his head at the crowd. His body was completely cold. There was no need to check his breath.

"Everyone be careful and don't make any noise." Cheng Niangzi led the way, and the group quietly crept into the village. The few houses on the edge of the village were relatively quiet and not far from the village, but they could still be seen from some distance. So those houses had all met with disaster. Several corpses lay scattered about. Opening the doors, it was even worse. Except for things that couldn't be moved, the house was almost completely empty. There was nothing left.

The group silently made their way through the houses one by one. Some were lucky enough to find empty houses, or houses where the people had run away. Everyone held their breath as they finally made their way to the nearest communal courtyard.

"Everyone, in groups of three to five, three women and one man, take any food you see and wait at Wang's house at the village entrance to assemble. It's only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, so be quick and careful. If anything happens, blow the whistle as a signal."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison and quickly dispersed.

Cheng Niangzi was highly skilled and daring. Seeing the sparse lights inside the Lin family's old house, she quickly climbed over the wall and jumped inside.

"sister?"

"Boss?"

Upon seeing this, the Wu sisters also jumped in.

Upon landing, both men's faces darkened. Several servants' corpses lay scattered beside the wall, including two Japanese. It seemed the Lin family had put up a resistance, otherwise so many wouldn't have died.

Cheng Niangzi tried them one by one to see if any were still alive.

"You two go over there, I'll go check the main house." After finding no survivors, Madam Cheng looked at the main house with its lights on in the distance, her hatred growing stronger, and she turned and crept towards it.

"Okay!" Wu Wen agreed, but didn't move. After she left, he followed her.

"Sister, why don't we go to the side courtyard?" Wu Yi asked as she followed.

"Sister Cheng definitely wants to kill the Japanese. She doesn't care about whether there's food or not; she just wants revenge." Wu Wenqing's face remained expressionless as he quickly followed the figure in front of him.

Sure enough, Cheng Niangzi poked a hole in the window with her finger, saw what was inside, pried open the window with a knife, and jumped in. Before the two could react, the lights inside went out, followed by a muffled groan, and then there was no more sound. After a long time, Wu Yi became a little impatient.

But then Cheng Niangzi opened the door in the dark, followed by two thin figures.

"Why are you here?" Madam Cheng looked at the two of them in surprise.

"I was worried about you." Wu Wen smiled, a rare occurrence.

"Let's go, keep an eye on those two."

"it is good!"

Cheng Niangzi, carrying a short knife, led a few people to a side courtyard, where four Japanese men, reeking of alcohol, lay drunk. Even though there were dead Song civilians in the hall, these Japanese men were all brazenly naked and passed out on the couch. Beside them were two expressionless, motionless Song women, seemingly oblivious to their fate, some lying face down, some slumped, their clothes disheveled and covered in blood. They were both around sixteen years old, yet they looked utterly hopeless.

The three exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with certainty and murderous intent.

"You two, hide!"

Cheng Niangzi spoke to the two women she had just rescued, without waiting for their response.

"Do it!" Madam Cheng nodded heavily, and the three of them gritted their teeth and rushed in. With perfect coordination, each of them grabbed the other's chin with their right hand, twisted it forcefully, and then pulled on the neck with their left hand. "Sizzle~" Silently, the pulse was instantly severed.

After dealing with the three, the other Japanese man was still fast asleep, not yet awake.

Cheng Niangzi showed no expression and used the same method to send him to his death.

This action startled the woman lying down. Her eyes flickered, and she tried to reach out a hand to grab them.