Divorced woman with child travels through time

Following the same method as before, Chen Wenfang prepared some dandelion juice with lots of syrup and took it up the mountain. When she arrived at the grave, the man had turned over and was lying face down, his hands on the ground supporting his head; he seemed much better.

Chen Wenfang looked at his wound, which looked better than in the morning, so she helped him up again, fed him the medicine, and muttered to herself as she did so, "Wake up quickly, this stuff is very expensive, you have to pay me when you wake up."

After giving her the medicine, Chen Wenfang went home. Sure enough, when she got home, four or five children were playing together in the nearby wasteland; they must have come from Wangjiazhuang.

Several days passed like this. That afternoon, when Chen Wenfang went over again, the man had woken up and was sitting leaning against the grave. He remained calm upon seeing Chen Wenfang. Suddenly, a little awkwardness struck. Although she had examined his body and touched his muscles every day, the two of them were still practically strangers, hadn't they exchanged a single word? (Author's note: I'm dizzy, how can I speak like this? Please respect the plot!)

This man didn't even bother to greet me. I'm his savior, after all. He has absolutely no manners. Chen Wenfang thought to herself. Humph.

"Hey, hello? Let me give you your medicine." Having no other choice, Chen Wenfang spoke first.

"Then thank you very much, madam," the man said weakly, bowing slightly. This man was utterly ungrateful and didn't know what was good for him.

"It's nothing, you're too kind." Why bother arguing with a patient? Chen Wenfang removed the cap from the medicine, handed it to him, and said, "Since you're awake, you can drink it yourself; I don't need to feed you."

Zhao Lue took the medicine, smelled it, and slowly drank it. Actually, he had already woken up when Chen Wenfang came to feed him medicine last time, but he was unclear about the situation and didn't dare to speak. Today's medicine was the same as the one he was given this morning, so it should be fine. He was also certain that it was this woman who had saved him.

"Thank you for taking care of me these past few days, madam. My surname is Zhao, and my given name is Lue. May I ask your surname, madam?" Zhao Lue asked after finishing his drink. His stomach didn't seem so hungry anymore.

"You're too kind. Just call me Madam Chen." Chen Wenfang took the bamboo tube and closed the lid.

"How are you feeling? Can you walk now?" Chen Wenfang asked, seeing that he seemed to be in good spirits.

"It doesn't seem to work yet; I don't have much strength," Zhao Lue replied. "I wonder what kind of medicine Madam Chen fed me. It tastes very good."

"I see." Chen Wenfang was a little disappointed. How long would this take? It was such a hassle. "These are herbs I picked myself. Since you can't eat, I added a lot of syrup, so they taste sweeter and more palatable."

"I see. This herb is quite effective." Zhao Lue changed the subject. "Where does Madam Chen live? How far is it from here?" Zhao Lue thought to himself that he really didn't want to lie on the ground anymore. It was a graveyard.

"Uh," Chen Wenfang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Are you going to thank me?"

Zhao Lue was taken aback for a moment. Was it really that direct? He then said, "I will definitely repay my wife in the future."

Chen Wenfang laughed and said, "That's easy. Do you have any money on you? If you do, you can just give it to me directly. There's no need to wait until later."

Zhao Lue awkwardly patted his pockets and said, "I have no money on me right now, but I will definitely repay you when I have money in the future."

Chen Wenfang was quite disappointed and said, "I don't have any money. Let's talk about it when you're better."

Zhao Lue said helplessly, "I wonder if my wife lives far away? Could you take me there to recover from my injuries? I will definitely repay you handsomely once I am healed."

Chen Wenfang replied, "Although I live not far away, I am a widow and it is inconvenient for you to stay and recuperate. Please forgive me, sir."

"Uh," Zhao Lue said helplessly, "Could we tell others that I'm your cousin and recuperating at your house? I really don't want to stay here any longer."

Chen Wenfang said bluntly, "I'm staying at my cousin's house, so outsiders naturally recognize my cousin."

Zhao Lue was unwilling to give up. This godforsaken place had so many mosquitoes, and it was also a graveyard. He wouldn't be able to sleep well, which would affect his injury and make it heal too slowly. He said, "Couldn't it be another cousin? Or even a younger cousin if all else fails?"

Chen Wenfang looked at him with disdain, clearly saying, "You look older than me, how can you be my cousin?" She then said, "Of course not. Young Master Zhao, please stay here and recover from your injuries. I'll bring some food over starting tomorrow."

"Alright..." Zhao Lue had no choice but to compromise. The two fell silent again, speechless once more.

Since the medicine had already been delivered, Chen Wenfang was about to take her leave when Zhao Lue spoke up.

"Son!"

"Madam Chen!" The awkward silence deepened instantly. Chen Wenfang pouted and said, "You go first!"

Zhao Lue said awkwardly, "Madam Chen, could you help me up? I need to use the restroom..."

Chen Wenfang was even more embarrassed and waved her hand, saying, "Can't you stand up by yourself?"

Zhao Lue smiled wryly, "I tried, but my legs felt a little weak. It's probably because I've been lying down for a long time and my legs aren't fully open yet. I also feel a bit dizzy."

"Alright then." Chen Wenfang put down her things, walked over, and placed her hand on his shoulder to give him leverage, then wrapped her arms around his waist. Wow, he didn't have any fat on his waist; he seemed to be in good shape.

Zhao Lue slowly stood up, leaning on Chen Wenfang's shoulder. They were very close; he could smell the faint scent of soap on her. Her fair, rosy cheeks and the beads of sweat on her forehead gave her a clean, fresh fragrance. The two slowly walked to the edge of the grave, near the cliff. Chen Wenfang turned her head away, waiting for Zhao Lue to handle it himself.

Zhao Lue had been fidgeting with one hand for a long time, and Chen Wenfang was getting impatient. "Why isn't it done yet?" she asked. "What's wrong?"

Zhao Lue said with a wry smile, "Madam Chen, could you help me untie my pants? They're tied quite tightly, so they're not easy to untie."

Chen Wenfang said, "Then you stand properly."

Zhao Lue leaned against a nearby tree and agreed.

Chen Wenfang then squatted down and helped him undo his pants, holding them up with one hand, and said to him, "Okay, here you go." The posture was too ambiguous, so Chen Wenfang quickly stood up after undoing his pants.

Zhao Lue put one hand on her shoulder again, without taking her pants or saying anything, but just rummaged inside her pants with one hand.

Chen Wenfang understood immediately, turned her head away, but didn't take off her pants with her hands underneath.

Listening to the pattering water, the two of them remained silent in awkward silence. After relieving himself, Zhao Lue adjusted the water and said, "Could you please help me tie it up, Madam Chen?"

Chen Wenfang didn't say anything, but quickly bent down and tied him up. She said, "Okay. I'll be going now. I'll bring you something to eat tomorrow."

"Okay," Zhao Lue replied softly. Chen Wenfang helped him lie down on the grass and then ran off like the wind. She had completely forgotten what she was going to say to him...

Zhao Lue smiled as he watched Chen Wenfang leave. Why was she running so fast, like a rabbit? Do I look that scary?

"It's not like I'm some kind of monster, I'm still pretty handsome, okay?" However, Zhao Lue raised his sleeve and sniffed it. Ugh, well, no wonder he ran so fast, it's all spoiled now...