Divorced woman with child travels through time

As Wen Fangzhu watched the departing carriage, tears streamed down his face. Everyone knew that General Wang's wife, Madam Chen, was a god of wealth. Wherever she went, she would bring prosperity to the area, ensuring that people had no worries about food and drink. He never expected that such a good opportunity would come to their remote Youzhou City, especially their West Ward, where half the year was a year of famine and there were years of war, causing the population to dwindle.

The round-faced, burly man approached with a grin. "Uncle Wen, what's wrong? Come over later for horse meat. I've sent someone to borrow a pot to stew it."

"Ah, Zhuang Er, you did a good job stopping him just now. Do you know which family that important person belongs to?" Wen Fangzhu wiped away his tears and asked him, sniffling.

"I don't know." Zhuang Er scratched his head, wondering why he was thinking about such things.

"That's Madam Chen, a well-known good person. From now on, you should work diligently for her, understand? You definitely won't go hungry again." Wen Fangzhu muttered to himself as he slowly left.

Zhuang Er got the gist of it. Wen Fangzhu was old, so he could trust him. This important person was indeed important; he brought them horse meat as soon as he arrived. Hehe, just thinking about being able to eat his fill that night made Zhuang Er's mouth water.

Several people dragged the dead horse to the side and used a borrowed knife to skin it. A group of adults and children gathered around.

"Second brother, what should we do with this carriage? The wood is quite good. It's a pity to burn it." The skinny monkey came over and asked him.

"Why burn it? Keep it! We'll give it to the important people when they come tomorrow. We might get a reward, and if we really sell it, we could make a lot of money. The only problem is that no one will dare to take it." Although Zhuang Er didn't recognize the young man, it was obvious that he was an important person, just like the woman. They were not people they could afford to offend.

"Oh. Where are we going to stay tonight? The Guan family robbed the dilapidated temple."

"Let's cook meat in that open space. There's a fire, so it won't be cold. We can sleep side by side, and maybe we'll end up working there someday." Zhuang Er looked at the endless open space and thought of that beautiful woman, with her bold and decisive gesture. He couldn't help but gasp in amazement, hoping that she would let him work with her. Wouldn't that mean he would never have to worry about food and drink in the future?

At the general's mansion, Chen Wenfang held up her hand wrapped like a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling) and watched Wang Erniu rush back anxiously.

"How are you? Are you alright, my wife?"

"I'm fine, are you coming back to see me?" Chen Wenfang blinked her big eyes, enjoying the food that Sister-in-law Nie was feeding her, the pork dumplings that were specially made today.

"It's good that you're alright." Wang Erniu breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. "I heard that the young man you got into trouble with is surnamed Zhao, and I'm a little worried about him."

"What's wrong? Is he someone important?" This place is so far away, could he be some kind of prince?

“Zhao Dezhao’s only grandson for eight generations, Zhao Yizhi, what do you say?” Wang Erniu smiled at her, picked up his chopsticks and fed her a dumpling. Sister-in-law Nie had already tactfully left.

"Then I'll hit him. What can I do? He shouldn't have driven the carriage and ridden the horse so recklessly." Chen Wenfang said dismissively.

"There's nothing I can do, my wife, you did nothing wrong." Wang Erniu fed her another one.

"No, I'm full," Chen Wenfang shook her head and refused.

"Mmm." Wang Erniu casually stuffed the dumpling into his mouth, and then, in a few short breaths, he swallowed a whole plate of dumplings like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Chen Wenfang was amazed and always expressed her admiration for his eating ability, saying that it was more like dumping food without chewing it. She was once again amazed.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Wang Erzui picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped his mouth. "Someone's here!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Feng came to report, "General, someone from the Zhao family has arrived! It's the head of the family!"

"Yes, I'll go see him." Wang Erniu leaned closer to her and gently kissed her forehead, a gesture he had learned from Chen Wenfang. "My wife, please rest well."

Chen Wenfang raised her hand, "Actually, I'm not tired. Can I go watch the fun?"

Wang Erniu rolled his eyes at her, "No way!"

"Let's go!" He then left with Wang Feng.

Fangcao walked in mysteriously. "Madam, where did Fangmei go? Don't you want her anymore? I saw Sister-in-law Nie take her away."

Chen Wenfang's expression remained unchanged, and she smiled slightly, "Her family came to redeem her, so I let her go. Just let me know if you want to leave someday."

Fangcao smiled sweetly, "I'm not leaving. Madam treats me so well. I eat well, dress well, and even have a monthly allowance. Madam is also very kind. Where can you find such a good master?"

Chen Wenfang was amused by the innocent young girl and winked at her, saying, "Go ahead and check if there's any news. Let me know."

"Hey!" Fangcao replied quickly and hurriedly, and ran out crisply.

"Haha!" Chen Wenfang seemed much more energetic, propped herself up with one hand, and walked out.

Inside the courtyard, along the gate, was a group of wealthy-looking people. Why? Because they all wore their money on their clothes. Even from this distance, Chen Wenfang could still be dazzled by the gold threads when she looked out the window.

The male head of the household, also dressed in white brocade with gold thread, arrogantly tilted his chin up at Wang Erniu, who was much taller than him, his neck almost snapping. "General Wang, I respect you as a hero, so I have never interfered with your fighting the Liao people or your meddling in the city. However, your wife must not poison my son in the street! How can such a vicious woman be allowed to live any longer?"

Wang Erniu remained calm and sighed softly, "Prince Ping, you must be mistaken. Your son rode his horse recklessly in the street and almost trampled my wife to death. Now you're turning around and coming to me to interrogate me? Hmm?"

Prince Ping was so angry that he was furious. "How can you not distinguish right from wrong? How can you distort the truth? No wonder you chose such an unreasonable woman."

"General Wang, you've treated our Zhao family so disrespectfully. Aren't you afraid I'll take this to the capital?" The wife of Prince Ping, dressed in a purple robe embroidered with gold thread, suddenly flipped backward, threatening him with an imposing air.

Wang Erniu was getting impatient. Was there no one in this family who could communicate normally?

“If Madam really wants to confront the officials, I am not afraid. There are so many people on the street who have seen it all. Besides, what happens to my wife is my business, what does it have to do with you!”

The woman was furious. "So you're not going to hand over the person?"

Wang Erniu sneered, "What a joke! You come to my residence and expect me, a great general, to hand over my wife to you for your disposal? Don't you think that's childish? Or do you really think I'm made of paper? Hmm?"

"Clang!" Wang Erniu's expression suddenly changed. He stood up, drew his sword, and took a step forward, his killing intent fully revealed! The pressure was immense. The guards in the courtyard also drew their swords in unison. In an instant, the temperature in the courtyard dropped as if frost had fallen, and the air became several degrees colder!

Prince Ping and the others all changed color. He said that he came to reason with them, and no matter what, Wang Erniu would at least give him some face. For this reason, he only brought a dozen or so guards. Now it seems that he brought too few people. Indeed, these military men do not know how to talk about feelings.