Divorced woman with child travels through time

Zhao Lue squatted down, stretched out his long arm, and scooped up the net. He handed it to Chen Wenfang, saying ingratiatingly, "See, there's a big man here, at least I can help you scoop up the fishing net."

Chen Wenfang said irritably, "I'm not a fisherwoman who fishes every day. Besides, even if I were a fisherwoman, I wouldn't throw my net into the water all the time."

Zhao Lue laughed and said, "What if you accidentally fall into the water? I can still get you out."

Chen Xuanyu interjected, "When I grow up, I'll learn to swim and save my mother."

Zhao Lue lowered his head and said, "But when you grow up, you'll also need to find a wife, and your mother will still be alone."

Chen Xuanyu looked at him, then at Chen Wenfang, and said, "Then what should we do?"

Chen Wenfang rolled her eyes at him, "Can't you wish me something good?" Then she said to Chen Xuanyu, "Don't listen to him, as long as Mom doesn't fall into the water, that's fine."

Zhao smiled slightly, "Of course there are good ones. How about marrying me and counting money every day?"

Chen Wenfang gently nudged him and said, "I can't be bothered with you. You guys stay away, I'm about to cast my net."

Chen Xuanyu obediently stepped back.

Zhao Lue stepped back, and intentionally or unintentionally, while Chen Wenfang wasn't paying attention, he secretly stepped on the hem of Chen Wenfang's skirt by the edge of the fishing net. So Chen Wenfang threw the fishing net with great force, and because her back was stepped on, she stumbled and almost fell.

Zhao Lue's scheme succeeded. He grinned and chuckled, then took the opportunity to put his arm around Chen Wenfang's waist and pull her into his arms.

Chen Wenfang was startled and almost fell into the water. When she turned around, she saw Zhao Lue's smug smile that he couldn't suppress, and she immediately understood. This jerk is too naive.

Afraid that it wouldn't be good for the child to see, Chen Wenfang struggled to get out of his arms and said, "Take the net out, or you cast it. If you keep playing, there won't be any fish left." After saying that, Chen Wenfang realized what she had said. How could fish escape from a pond? He had completely misled her.

He added, trying to salvage the situation, "What I meant was that it would be dark soon, and we'd need to make dinner, but we still don't have any fish. We won't be able to eat fish tonight."

Zhao Lue just looked at her and smiled, saying, "Alright, alright, with me here, how could I let you miss out on fish?"

Looking at his incredibly bright smile, Chen Wenfang said with a mixture of indulgence and helplessness, "Hurry up, I'll cook you fish for dinner tonight and get you some wine, okay?"

Zhao Lue laughed even more blatantly, forcefully flung the fishing net away, and said cheerfully, "Good, good."

The net was hauled in, revealing five or six fish as thick as a forearm. Zhao was overjoyed. "See? I told you there's a man like that, he just goes and catches fish like that."

Chen Xuanyu cheered from the side, "Master, you're really amazing! Awesome!" and gave him a thumbs up.

Zhao Lue didn't understand, but Zhen Lingmei did. He smiled and asked, "Impressive, isn't it? What do you think of your mother marrying me?"

Chen Xuanyu tilted his head and looked at him, saying, "That would require my mother's consent. I can't agree to things she doesn't want to do."

Chen Wenfang was quite satisfied. Seeing Zhao Lue being too smug, she couldn't help but tease him, saying, "What about me? If something happens to me, can you bail me out?"

Zhao smiled and said, "Of course you can. Your man might be able to do it, but you and I can do it too."

Chen Wenfang scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't say things you shouldn't."

After saying that, he grabbed one end of the net, secured it to prevent the fish from falling out, and said, "Let's go home and cook the fish."

Zhao Lue took the other end of her hand, followed her steps, and smiled, "Okay, let's go home."

Chen Xuanyu followed behind, picked up a stick, and waved it around. "Let's go home!"

The two walked side by side, the bright sun shining so brightly it was almost blinding.

Chen Wenfang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Do you know about my situation?"

Zhao paused briefly and asked, "What is it?"

Chen Wenfang said in a low, calm voice, "The matter of murder!"

Zhao Lue said slowly and gently, "That's not your fault. People like that should be killed. What's wrong with that?"

Chen Wenfang looked up at him. Zhao Lue did not look away, but looked at her seriously.

Chen Wenfang lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Yes! I think so too."

Back home, Chen Wenfang took out the two largest fish and kept the others in a basin, calling out, "Young Master Zhao, go fetch some water; we're almost out of water."

Zhao Lue responded and left.

Chen Wenfang took a kitchen knife to the yard, cleaned the fish, gathered the innards into a pile, and buried it in the vegetable garden as fertilizer.

After washing her hands, Chen Wenfang marinated the fish in preparation for frying it later. She then took another fish and began slicing it. After slicing, she added seasonings and marinated the fish slices as well. Next, she took a piece of meat from under the eaves, sliced ​​it thinly, and boiled some of it in water. She put the rest in a bowl.

Checking the fire, Chen Wenfang added two more pieces of firewood. She went to the vegetable garden and picked some scallions and ginger. She also dug up some shallots with a hoe. Sitting down under the eaves, she picked them. The shallots were still quite small, and the leaves were tender. Chen Wenfang only removed the older leaves and stems. She stir-fried the rest together.

After picking the shallots, the meat was almost cooked. Take the meat out.

Seeing that it was almost time, Chen Wenfang put another pot on the stove and started cooking rice. In preparation for dinner, she placed a steamer rack in the middle of the pot and put the uncooked meat from another bowl on it.

Outside, someone started cooking in a wok. Inside, Zhao Lue was having Chen Xuanyu recite a text from memory—an article that Zhao Lue had written down himself.

Chen Wenfang was cooking when she heard the sound of reading coming from next door, and she enjoyed it very much.