Divorced woman with child travels through time

After confirming it was true several times, Aunt Wang couldn't sit still any longer and ran frantically towards Chen Wenfang's house. She fell several times along the way. Luckily, the rain had stopped. Otherwise, she would have fallen even more and would have been covered in dirt and grime before even reaching Chen Wenfang's family.

Aunt Wang ran to Chen Wenfang's door, and before she even arrived, she was already cursing, "You widow Chen, you heartless bastard, you dared to kill my son, you jinx, I'll make you pay with your life. Oh, my son!"

"Let me in," Aunt Wang said, cursing as she walked, and the people surrounding her automatically made way for her, afraid that they wouldn't get a chance to escape and would be scolded.

"You little bitch Chen, you slut, you unfaithful woman! You seduced my son and then killed him! My God... how am I supposed to live now?" Aunt Wang cursed as she rushed into the house.

After entering the house, Aunt Wang Er trembled as she rushed over and tore off the clothes from Wang Ximao's face. She was so frightened by Wang Ximao's ferocious expression that she retreated and fell to the ground. The ground was hard yellow mud, and although the bloodstains had dried, the dark red smell of blood was still very strong.

"Oh, my poor son... You've left your mother, how can I live? My son..." Aunt Wang wailed, tears and snot streaming down her face. The crowd had fallen silent since she entered, and only her voice could be heard.

"It's all your fault, you jinx!" Aunt Wang scolded, pointing at Chen Wenfang. Chen Wenfang remained unmoved and unresponsive, staring intently at her with a fierce glint in her eyes, as if looking at a clown or something insignificant.

Aunt Wang was even angrier. After scolding Chen Wenfang, she pointed at Chen Xuanyu and scolded, "You have a bastard! Who knows where your father came from? Maybe your mother sold herself around and that's how this bastard came to be."

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard!" Aunt Wang got angrier and angrier as she cursed. Seeing that Chen Wenfang was unmoved, she rushed over to slap her, but was frightened by her terrifying aura and stopped in her tracks. Seeing Chen Xuanyu, who looked like a steamed bun next to her, she turned around and wanted to rush up and hit him, but luckily she was pulled back by the people next to her.

Chen Xuanyu was terrified. His face swelled up and he burst into tears, clutching his head and burying himself in Chen Wenfang's arms, shouting loudly, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit my mother!"

Those watching couldn't bear to shed tears; how much had this child suffered to end up like this?

Chen Wenfang was angry. "Are you crazy?" She couldn't bear to hear her son being scolded. Originally, Chen Wenfang, who was lying on the kang in a daze, wanted to endure it and wait for the government officials to come. The more she listened, the angrier she became. She couldn't bear it anymore. She hugged her son tightly and handed him to Aunt Liu. She grabbed the hairpin that had been used to stab Wang Ximao and rushed over to stab Aunt Wang.

"Oh my god, Madam Chen! No!"

"Stop her quickly."

The crowd gasped in surprise, and some quick-thinking individuals pulled Wang Ershen away, while others grabbed Chen Wenfang.

Chen Wenfang was being pulled along, struggling, her face swollen and covered in bruises so thick that her eyes were barely visible as slits. She raised her hand in a stabbing motion and yelled at Aunt Wang, "Your son is a son, but my son isn't? Look at him, he's only a few years old, and your son dared to do that! He dared to kill my son, so what if I protected my son and killed him? If you dare touch my son again, I'll kill you too, you believe me?"

Aunt Wang was so frightened that she backed away, pointing at Chen Wenfang and muttering, "You, you, you, you're a complete madwoman. I didn't mean to kill your son, I just wanted to scare him."

Chen Wenfang screamed wildly, her face contorted with rage, struggling and shouting, "Why are you scaring him? You want to kill him, your son wants to kill my son, and you want to kill my son too! Come on, let's die together! You and your son both want to kill us! You didn't raise your own son properly; he came to our house trying to rob and kill us, and you even tried to defile my purity. I've already lost my purity, and my son is mentally unstable. I'll kill you and then I'll die myself! Ah..." Chen Wenfang screamed and struggled as she charged towards Aunt Wang, her hands repeatedly stabbing in her direction.

Once again, everyone exclaimed and pulled Chen Wenfang back, and watched the whole scene unfold. Village head Wang Youcai couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Youtian, Youdi, you guys have your wives drag Aunt Wang out of here, so she won't provoke Chen Niangzi any further."

Several women worked together to pull Wang Ershen, who was still cursing, to the side room. Wang Ershen still looked fierce, but her cursing was much quieter, as she had been frightened by Chen Wenfang.

Wang Youcai then told the people in the room to disperse so the smell of blood could escape. Seriously, with so many people crammed together, the smells of sweat, blood, and urine were all mixed together—it was awful! Was this supposed to be a spectacle?

After a group of people went outside, Wang Youcai stepped forward and said sincerely to Chen Wenfang, "Madam Chen, you are not at fault in today's matter, and I will handle it fairly. However, you must not hurt anyone again. Otherwise, this will not be reasonable."

Chen Wenfang knelt down with a thud, crying, "Village Chief, I didn't mean to hurt anyone. You saw it yourself, she tried to rush up and hit my son. You saw the strangulation marks on my son's neck. I begged Wang Ximao, but he wouldn't let go. My son almost got strangled to death. Village Chief, you must give me an explanation! If he hadn't tried to force me, I might not have stabbed him. I didn't intend to kill him." After saying this, she hugged the village chief's leg and kowtowed to him.

Wang Youcai sighed. What a mess this was. He bent down and helped Chen Wenfang up with his hand. "Madam Chen, get up. As the village head, I will handle this fairly."

Taking the opportunity, Chen Wenfang slipped a silver coin into Wang Youcai's hand.

Wang Youcai discreetly put the money away, secretly weighed it in his hand, and said gently to Chen Wenfang, "Get up, get up. This isn't your fault."

Chen Wenfang then got up.