Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

"Godmother, I see. It's not too serious. It's just a small cut and a little bleeding. It's nothing serious." Liu Xiangyang hunched over and examined it carefully.

"Godmother, do you have boric acid powder at home? If so, I can apply some medicine for you when we get home."

Chen Jie retracted her tongue and said, "Liu." Afraid that Liu Xiangyang hadn't understood, she nodded again to indicate that there was boric acid powder at home.

"Godmother, you sit on the front bar and give me directions. Let's hurry home so I can apply the medicine," Liu Xiangyang urged Chen Jie. (He had to be in a hurry, otherwise the wound would heal by the time they got home.)

Without thinking much, Chen Jie walked to the bicycle and waited for Liu Xiangyang to straighten it before sitting diagonally on the crossbar.

From the front, it looks as if Chen Jie is being held in Liu Xiangyang's arms.

Liu Xiangyang smelled the fragrance of hair on his face as the wind blew. Following the direction Chen Jie pointed, he rode for more than 10 minutes and arrived at a secluded courtyard.

After Liu Xiangyang parked the car, Chen Jie got out with a blush and went to open the door. Actually, Chen Jie had already realized what was going on while they were on the way.

Sitting on the bike like this felt like Liu Xiangyang was hugging her, but Liu Xiangyang was just riding normally without making any other moves, so she couldn't say anything.

Chen Jie opened the door and welcomed Liu Xiangyang inside: "Just park the car here, come inside and warm up, I'll turn on the heating."

Upon entering the house, Chen Jie turned on the heating. Liu Xiangyang looked around the house. There were three rooms, all with the doors closed. The living room and kitchen were connected. The entire house was at least seventy or eighty square meters. There was no trace of a man in the rooms.

Liu Xiangyang: "Godmother, where is the boric acid powder? I'll put some medicine on your wound."

Chen Jie opened the cabinet, took out boric acid powder and cotton swabs and handed them to Liu Xiangyang. She then pointed to the sofa, walked over and sat down.

Liu Xiangyang went to the kitchen, got a bowl, filled it with water, and then dissolved the medicine powder in the water.

Liu Xiangyang, holding a bowl, stood in front of the sofa and looked at Chen Jie, saying, "Godmother, lift your head up. Yes, stick your tongue out, oh, stick it out a little. Okay, don't move."

Chen Jie stared at me with wide eyes, her mouth agape and her tongue lolling out like a snake's forked tongue.

Liu Xiangyang was stunned. Chen Jie coughed and then came to her senses. "Godmother, you are so beautiful, more beautiful than any woman I have ever seen."

Chen Jie punched Liu Xiangyang and said with a thick tongue, "You little seaweed frying pan sent to Lu Ren, you won't need a godmother anymore once you have a beautiful wife."

"Absolutely not, godmother, you're so beautiful, how could I bear to leave you? I'm your godson, I might not want my wife, but I can't leave someone as beautiful as you, godmother." Liu Xiangyang said, looking into Chen Jie's eyes.

"Godmother, come here, let me help you apply the medicine."

Liu Xiangyang pinched a thin cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and carefully applied it to Chen Jie's wound.

Chen Jie gazed at Liu Xiangyang, her eyes filled with tears. In all her life, she had never been cared for like this by a man.

When I was a child, my father was in the army. By the time he came back, I was already grown up. My father believed in traditional strict fatherly education. Although he never hit me, I didn't have much to say to him either.

My mother loved me very much, but she passed away too early. When I was 20, my father found me a good family in his eyes, but...

A few years ago, my father also got sick from the anger and passed away, leaving me behind.

In recent years, although she is a married woman, she has lived a life worse than a widow. Widows can still have affairs, but she is bound to a dead tree for the rest of her life.

Should she live for herself this once? Chen Jie was having a fierce internal struggle with this question.

"Godmother, did I hurt you?" Liu Xiangyang saw Chen Jie frowning and staring at him without moving.

Chen Jie's thoughts were interrupted, and she asked with a flushed face, "Is the medicine applied?"

"Godmother, I've applied the medicine for you. Your wound should be fine by tomorrow." Liu Xiangyang noticed that Chen Jie was looking up at him.

"Godmother, is there something on my face?"

"It's nothing, I'm just happy to suddenly have such a big son. Okay, godmother will go cook for you and let you taste my cooking." Chen Jie got up.

"I'll go change my clothes first. Liu Xiangyang, can you put the wild boar meat you brought directly into the pot, then pour in cold water to cover the meat and boil it? I'll start cooking after I change my clothes."

"Don't worry, godmother, I guarantee I'll complete the mission." Liu Xiangyang went to the kitchen, cut off a piece of meat weighing about four ounces from the whole wild boar, and immediately lit a fire to blanch it.

After finishing, I found the rice container, rinsed the rice, and started cooking it.

At this moment, Chen Jie also came out after changing her clothes. She was wearing a light blue wool vest over a light pink thermal undershirt, which was neatly pressed against her body.

She wore a pair of loose blue loungewear pants, which looked like yoga pants on Chen Jie.

Chen Jie chased Liu Xiangyang out of the kitchen: "Liu Xiangyang, your godmother is in a good mood today, so I'm just taking advantage of this opportunity. You and your godmother can have a few drinks later. Xiangyang, how's your alcohol tolerance?"

"Godmother, I'm not a big drinker, but since you're so happy today, I'll go all out and keep you company."

"Pah, pah, pah, nonsense! What do you mean by risking your life? Spit on it and stomp on it!" Chen Jie put down the kitchen knife, grabbed Liu Xiangyang's hand, and made him do as she asked.

Helpless, Liu Xiangyang could only spit a little saliva and stomp it down with the sole of his shoe.

"Liu Xiangyang, you can't talk nonsense in the future. You're my only godson. It's better to believe it than not, understand?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two chatted casually until the food was ready. Chen Jie had prepared three dishes: steamed smoked meat, stir-fried meat, and stir-fried vegetables.

After setting the table, Chen Jie took a bottle of vodka from the cabinet and said, "We'll drink this tonight. You're in luck today."

"Where did the Russian liquor come from?" Liu Xiangyang looked at Chen Jie with a puzzled expression.

"This is my husband's wine. I don't know where he got it from. Never mind him, let's eat." Chen Jie put the wine on the table and sat down.

Liu Xiangyang picked up the wine bottle and poured two full glasses: "Godmother, aren't we going to eat together when my godfather comes back?"

"Godmother is happy today, so let's not talk about him. Come on, son, have a drink with Godmother." Chen Jie picked up her glass, clinked it with Liu Xiangyang's, and downed half of it in one gulp.

Seeing what Chen Jie said, Liu Xiangyang also drank half a cup.

The two drank and chatted. After finishing their vodka, they drank two more bottles of Beidacang liquor. Chen Jie was completely "drunk" and started talking nonsense.

Liu Xiangyang was also drunk, and the two helped each other to the sofa to rest.

Chen Jie lost her balance and fell onto the sofa along with Liu Xiangyang. Liu Xiangyang instinctively pushed Chen Jie in the chest.

The result was a loud thud. Liu Xiangyang lay down on the sofa, and Chen Jie immediately threw herself into his arms. The two "drunk" people stared at each other, their eyes blurry with intoxication, and their breath reeking of alcohol sprayed onto each other's faces.