Divorced woman with child travels through time

Chen Xuanyu smiled sweetly and asked, "Master, what is your surname?"

Zhao Lue felt defeated, but the child's smile was so sweet that he accepted defeat and said, "Call me Master Zhao."

Chen Xuanyu exclaimed in surprise, muttering, "Master Zhao, why does that sound so strange? It sounds like an air conditioner repairman."

Zhao Lue didn't hear clearly and asked, "What did you say?"

Chen Xuanyu said, "It's nothing, just call me Master." After saying that, he diligently and quickly helped Zhao Lue wash up, "Master, hurry up, my mother's cooking is so delicious, let's finish washing up quickly so we can go eat, are you hungry?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Lue was really hungry; he'd only had some sugar water since morning. "I'm starving! Do you have anything to eat for me?"

"Yes, I'll go get you some snacks." Chen Xuanyu quickly ran to the kitchen cabinet and took out two pieces of pastry.

Chen Wenfang, who was passing by, chimed in, "It's time to eat. Eat less snacks."

Chen Xuanyu didn't explain, simply saying, "Got it~"

Chen Xuanyu ran inside and gave the pastries to Zhao Lue, and it seemed that he was immediately won over by Zhao Lue.

Chen Wenfang cooked the rice, placed a steamer basket on top, and steamed the sliced ​​meat inside. In another pot, she heated oil and cooked vegetables, frying the fish until it was crispy, then stir-frying the eggplant until it was just cooked through. She added soybean paste and simmered it for a while. As long as there is enough oil, the eggplant will not turn black.

After Zhao Lue finished eating two pastries, he thought he could at least have something to eat, but then he smelled the aroma of fish and instantly felt like he hadn't eaten anything at all.

After delivering the snacks, Chen Xuanyu said, "I have something to do first," and then he left.

Zhao Lue chuckled to himself, thinking, "He's talking so seriously. What could a little kid possibly be doing? He's acting like an adult."

Zhao Lue quickly washed himself clean and changed into the clothes Liu Hai had borrowed from Chen Wenfang. After getting ready, he went to the kitchen.

Chen Wenfang glanced at him and smiled. Zhao Lue looked down and realized that he was too tall, and Uncle Liu Hai's clothes were too short. Summer clothes weren't long to begin with, so they looked like capri pants on him. Zhao Lue felt a little embarrassed. He changed the subject and asked, "Madam Chen, when will the food be ready? I'm really starving."

Chen Wenfang smiled and said, "It'll be ready soon, just wait a little longer. Go wait in the outer room, it's hot in here, and if you sweat too much, your wound will easily become infected."

"What is inflammation?" Zhao asked curiously.

"Uh, it's a way of saying a wound has become infected and is red," Chen Wenfang explained. "It heals very slowly."

"Oh, I see. I'll head out now." Zhao Lue returned to the main room.

Chen Xuanyu had returned, carrying a straight stick. Seeing Zhao Lue, he said, "Master, my weapon is ready. When are you going to teach me martial arts?"

Zhao Lue sighed and said, "What kind of weapon is this? I'll make you a sword after we eat."

"Really??" Chen Xuanyu didn't expect such a good thing. A sword, a sword that all the legendary heroes possessed.

"Of course, I'll give you a real one once I'm healed, but for now, I'll just make you a wooden one to make do. As your master, I would never lie to you," Zhao Lue said.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Master. You are truly the best master in the world." Chen Xuanyu shamelessly uttered flattering words without restraint.

"You little rascal!" Zhao Lue was both amused and exasperated. This kid was too obvious. "Hurry up and set the table for dinner."

"Alright, alright!" Chen Xuanyu grinned from ear to ear.

After setting the table and bowls, Chen Wenfang served the dishes she had prepared: salty and fragrant eggplant with fish-fragrant sauce, and steamed and smoked cured pork with a savory aroma. Chen Wenfang had specially asked Wang the carpenter for some sawdust to smoke the pork, making it especially fragrant. To take care of the patient, Chen Wenfang cooked the green beans until they were very tender, and also stir-fried some crisp and tender chives and eggs.

Three people, four dishes. No soup. Zhao Lue, true to his stature, did justice to his large frame. He devoured the four generous portions of food Chen Wenfang prepared, along with a huge pot of rice—enough for the mother and daughter to eat three meals a day. Not a single grain was left. He finished in a flash, thankfully Chen Xuanyu was already full.

Chen Wenfang watched Zhao Lue finish his meal and felt she needed to have a talk with him; he ate way too much! Who could afford to feed someone without money? Zhao Lue felt a little embarrassed; he realized he had eaten too much.

Zhao Lue asked Chen Xuanyu to take the bowl to the kitchen, and then, pretending nothing had happened, prepared to leave. Chen Wenfang called out to him, "Young Master Zhao, don't go, let's talk."

Zhao smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Madam Chen?"

Chen Wenfang organized her thoughts and said, "Young Master Zhao, to be honest, as you can see, the place I live in is quite remote, and it's not very convenient to buy things."

Zhao asked curiously, "Ah, and then?"

Chen Wenfang looked at him, "Huh?? Don't you understand?"

Zhao Lue said, "I don't understand."

Chen Wenfang said quickly and clearly, "What I mean is that you eat too much. My humble abode is in a remote area, and you can't buy anything here. With the way you eat, it's not a matter of money."

Zhao Lue said somewhat awkwardly, "Actually, I don't usually eat this much. It's just that Madam Chen's cooking is so delicious. Don't worry, my family will be here in a few days, and I'll have someone send you a few hundred catties of rice then."

Chen Wenfang squinted at him and said, "You said it yourself, I didn't trick you."

Zhao Lue said, "Don't worry, Madam Chen, I keep my word." He thought to himself, "At least wait until I'm tired of eating before leaving. Money is a small matter."