Divorced woman with child travels through time

Chen Wenfang washed the beef, picked some ginger and scallions from the vegetable garden, marinated it with soy sauce, and planned to cook it the next day.

Chen Wenfang ate a piece of pastry and went to sleep. She felt unwell; her period, which was supposed to come last time, had stopped because of Wang Ximao's affair. These past few days, Chen Wenfang had been drinking mugwort tea, and it seemed she was feeling it again. She planned to have her period tomorrow to help. Chen Wenfang had secretly asked Aunt Liu about it; the people here use wood ash—what a waste!

The next day, Chen Wenfang started by stewing the beef in a pot over a fire. She planned to add carrots later when it was almost done, while she kneaded the dough to make noodles. She fried five eggs, stir-fried some bok choy, cooked the noodles, drained them, poured the stewed beef broth over them, added a generous spoonful of beef and carrot, topped with the fried eggs, and garnished with greens and chopped green onions. A fragrant bowl of beef noodles was ready.

"Dinner's ready!" Chen Wenfang called out. Zhao Lueguang, his upper body still dripping with water, walked over while drying himself.

Having just practiced martial arts with Chen Xuanyu, Zhao Lue was also covered in sweat. So he took a shower.

Chen Xuanyu, munching on a peach, ran over excitedly, "Oh, time for beef noodles!"

Chen Wenfang said, "You can't eat anything else before meals from now on."

Chen Xuanyu put down the peach and said, "Okay, I'll eat it after I finish my noodles."

Chen Wenfang glanced at Zhao Lue's muscular physique out of the corner of her eye and thought to herself, "Can't this man wear some clothes? It's really embarrassing."

Zhao Lue felt Chen Niangzi's gaze sweep over him, and he became even more smug, his smile almost impossible to suppress. It was harder to control than an AK, he bulged his arm muscles, feeling even more powerful.

Chen Wenfang coughed awkwardly twice and said, "Young master, if you're not alright, you should put your clothes on, or you might catch a cold."

Zhao Lue said with a smile in his eyes, "It's alright, I'm much better now, thank you for your concern, Madam Chen."

Chen Wenfang was speechless. This guy was shameless. Who cared about him?

They were eating at the same table, very close together. The fresh scent of Zhao Lue's recent bath, combined with his warm body heat, made Chen Wenfang suddenly feel a bit hot. It must be the weather. Not to be outdone, she finished her bowl of noodles with difficulty and then fled the table as if escaping.

After clearing away the dishes, Chen Wenfang took the two pounds of cotton and strips of cloth that the shopkeeper had given her when she bought the quilts, went to the bedroom, and, keeping a distance from the two of them, began to make her own menstrual pad. Zhao Lue, feeling embarrassed to come in, sent Chen Xuanyu to tell her to go outside and check on his wound. Chen Wenfang had no choice; he'd gone this far, she couldn't just ignore him. This guy was definitely doing it on purpose again.

When Zhao Lue saw that Chen Xuanyu had called out Chen Wenfang, he sent him to fetch his two older brothers, saying that their injuries were almost healed and they could go down to the back mountain to cut down trees and make wooden swords. Chen Xuanyu then ran off like the wind.

As soon as Chen Wenfang went out, sure enough, that scoundrel was still shirtless, his sweaty muscles glistening in the sunlight.

"This is seduction, seduction, ignore it." Chen Wenfang silently prepared herself mentally and walked over.

"Madam Chen, could you take a look at my wound?" Zhao Lue said, forcing a smile.

"Let me see!" As he got closer, Zhao Lue's body heat enveloped her, and the aroma of flesh filled the air.

The wound has healed considerably, it's just a little red. There's nothing wrong with it. Chen Wenfang said, blushing, "It doesn't look like anything's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhao Lue looked at her with his eyes and said, "It's so itchy, but I can't scratch it. Can you scratch it for me?"

Chen Wenfang felt a little thirsty and swallowed. "This is your wound healing; it's like this. Just bear with it."

Zhao Lue became even more enthusiastic, his eyes darkening as he stared at her with his dark, shining eyes and said in a low, deep voice, "But I'm so itchy, can you scratch it for me?" He trailed off with a hoarse tone.

For some inexplicable reason, Chen Wenfang couldn't resist and touched the wound on his back with her finger. A tingling sensation spread through her.

They both paused, gazing into each other's eyes, lost in thought. The surroundings were quiet, a gentle breeze blowing, and time seemed to pass very, very slowly.

Zhao Lue looked into Chen Wenfang's eyes. Her eyelashes were so long, and her big, round eyes were fixed on people. She looked a lot like the Persian cat that his mother raised. He suddenly wanted to pet her head.

Chen Wenfang was thinking, "Why are his eyes so bright? They seem to hold stars, making you want to drown in them." After a while, Chen Wenfang realized, "Wait, what am I thinking?" Chen Wenfang turned around in a panic, her face flushed.

"It's best not to scratch if you can avoid it, otherwise it will take longer to heal. That's all, I'm going to get back to work now." With that, Chen Wenfang ran off.

Zhao Lue curled his lips. This Chen Niangzi is quite interesting. How about it? Aren't my muscles cool? Hehe.

Humming a little tune, Zhao Lue wiped his sweat with satisfaction and went to his room to rest while waiting for the three to arrive.

Chen Wenfang sat down, picked up a wad of cotton and tossed it around. Seriously, at her age, she'd been seduced by a young boy. What kind of behavior was this? Calming herself down, Chen Wenfang picked up the cotton and cloth and continued making menstrual belts. Indeed, action was the best medicine; Chen Wenfang quickly calmed down and forgot her earlier arousal. She made eight in one go, feeling that was enough for her to change, before finally putting everything away.

"It's probably due to my estrogen levels that I had that illusion," Chen Wenfang analyzed the problem. She thought to herself, "It'll be fine once my period comes in a few days; it's just been a bit difficult these last couple of days."

That night, Chen Wenfang had a wet dream, in which she and Zhao Lue made love repeatedly, in ways that cannot be described...