My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

Last night, Fu Zhiming had someone clean up a separate room in the front yard and stayed there for the night.

He had already arrived at Lan's place. Seeing Zhao's haggard appearance, he did not feel any sympathy at all. Instead, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Although Zhao was mentally prepared, she still had some illusions, thinking that in front of everyone today, Fu Zhiming would at least pretend to be a harmonious couple.

Who would have thought that Fu Zhiming was too lazy to even pretend.

Zhao was both embarrassed and anxious at the same time.

What was shameful was that Fu Zhiming didn't even give him this little dignity, and what was anxious was that Fu Zhiming didn't even pretend. She was afraid that her life in the Marquis' Mansion would be even more difficult in the future.

But even so, Zhao's face could not show any expression.

Instead, I had to force a smile and chat with everyone as if nothing had happened.

Seeing how she was trying so hard to hold on, Lu Zhenzhen felt bad for her.

Not only did the adults notice what was going on between the third brother and his wife, but even the carefree Lun Ge'er could sense that something was wrong.

Walking up to Zhao, he asked, "Mom, are you okay?"

Zhao felt much better immediately. After all, her son still cared about her.

She rubbed Lun Ge'er's head and forced a smile, "Mom is fine. I'll be back soon. Have you packed everything?"

Fu Zhiming said angrily, "Brother Lun is just a child. Isn't it your job as a mother to clean up his things? Why are you asking him? You have corrupted a good boy——"

That's a serious statement.

Especially in front of so many people, he didn't give Zhao any face at all.

Fu Zhijian frowned: "Old Three, how can you talk like that?"

Fu Zhiming didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't sleep well last night and felt suffocated.

Seeing Zhao's haggard appearance this morning, I was furious. What was Zhao trying to do? Was she deliberately looking haggard to tell everyone that she had been wronged last night?

It is said that family disgrace should not be made public, but Zhao wished that everyone would know that she and her husband had been quarreling and not getting along.

Therefore, the more he looked at Zhao, the angrier he became, and he deliberately found an excuse to teach Zhao a lesson.

He only came to his senses when Fu Zhijian stopped him.

He rubbed his forehead and pretended to be in pain: "Brother, I had a headache last night and didn't sleep well. Doesn't this mean I can't control my temper?"

After all, this is a matter between Fu Zhiming and his wife, and it is not appropriate for Fu Zhijian, an uncle, to interfere.

He gave Fu Zhiming a warning look and that was all he could do.

They were going back, and Lan didn't want to keep them in vain. Although the manor was bustling with so many people, she came out to have a couple of days of peace and quiet, not to enjoy the hustle and bustle.

Although the Hu family members were still reluctant to leave, since their husbands had come to pick them up, they couldn't stay any longer.

He had to say goodbye reluctantly, and at the same time told Lu Zhenzhen to go back to the Marquis' Mansion as soon as possible.

Especially the brothers and sisters were reluctant to leave. They made an appointment with Lu Zhenzhen to come back for another trip in the second half of the year, and only then did they get on the car and leave with satisfaction.

Standing at the gate of the manor, I watched a row of carriages slowly go away.

Fu Zhiyi and Lu Zhenzhen then helped Lan back.

Although she wanted some peace and quiet, her ears suddenly became quiet without the sounds of children laughing and playing, and without the bickering between Hu's sisters-in-law. Not to mention Lan, even the maids and old women who served her felt a little uncomfortable.

The lunch was a bit tasteless.

After dinner, Lan and Lu Zhenzhen both took a nap.

The weather was getting hotter, and at noon, the village was quiet and peaceful.

The servants and guards were also napping in the front yard.

Only Fu Zhiyi said he had something to do and went to the front yard and never came back.

Lu Zhenzhen slept well last night. She only dozed off for less than half an hour at noon and then woke up.

It seems that everyone is still drowsy.

Lan's side was also quiet, probably still resting.

Looking outside again, half of the sky was as blue as if it had been washed by water.

On one side, thick clouds gathered, blocking out the sun.

The wind blew, making the leaves outside the village rustle.

In such nice weather, Lu Zhenzhen suddenly felt it was a waste to stay in the yard.

She went back to the house and changed into a neat set of clothes. She tied her hair into a bun and braided it into a big black braid at the back. She looked refreshed and neat.

I changed into thick-soled cloth shoes and asked the kitchen for a small backpack.

Lu Zhenzhen decided to climb the hill behind.

During the past few days since I came here, I have been playing mahjong with the children or with Lan every day, and I have hardly gone out.

Seeing that I can’t stay in the village for a few more days, if I don’t go climbing, I probably won’t have another chance.

Lilac, crabapple, jasmine and daphne should all follow.

Lu Zhenzhen looked at the figures of Haitang and several other maids. Although they were maids, the maids around the master of the marquis's mansion were more pampered than the daughters of ordinary officials.

Taking them up the mountain would be a complete burden.

I simply ordered Dingxiang alone.

When I went out to the front yard, I didn't see Fu Zhiyi either.

I asked the servants and guards, and they said Fu Zhiyi had gone out.

Nothing else was disclosed.

Lu Zhenzhen had originally wanted to go up the mountain with Fu Zhiyi, but when she heard that he had gone out, she didn't ask any more questions.

She asked two guards to follow her and Dingxiang from a distance, and then they walked into the mountains along a main road.

The hill behind is not very high.

From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, there are peach trees planted everywhere.

There are people taking care of it on weekdays. After all, this farm is famous for producing delicious peaches.

Above halfway up the mountain, the original bushes and grass are still preserved.

Occasionally I heard that you could even catch rabbits, pheasants, and other animals.

Of course, Lu Zhenzhen had never thought about hunting or anything like that. She just wanted to climb the mountain, see the scenery, dig some wild vegetables, and get some fresh air.

When we got to the foot of the mountain, we saw a large peach orchard.

At the entrance to the peach orchard on the mountain, there are two thatched huts where the people who look after the peach orchard live.

After all, this peach garden is also a huge source of income for Zhuangzi every year, so it must be taken care of carefully.

Before Lu Zhenzhen got closer, the two guards following behind her stepped forward first.

Entered the thatched hut.

After a while, a pair of men who looked like father and son came out. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and knelt down on the side of the road.

Lu Zhenzhen gestured for them to stand up, but neither of them dared.

He had no choice but to ask Dingxiang to give the two of them a purse.

After taking the purse, the father, who was between the two of them, lowered his head and saw that Lu Zhenzhen was going up the mountain.

He hurriedly instructed, "Just follow the road at the entrance and keep going up. Halfway up the mountain, after you leave Taoyuan, there is a small path that leads up the mountain."

At the same time, he asked if I needed a guide.

Lu Zhenzhen saw that the father and son took the reward money and looked a little scared.

I agreed and asked him to lead the way. I also took the opportunity to ask about the harvest of these peaches.

You know, the farm she brought as a dowry was small, and there was a small hill on it. Maybe they could grow peaches there?

In order to avoid suspicion, the father naturally led the way.

The old man who came was about fifty years old. His hair was already gray, he was thin and dark, but he looked in good spirits.

Walking in front, always bending over.

Seeing the old man's fearful look, Lu Zhenzhen simply tried to find a topic to talk about so as not to make him nervous.

First ask the old man how old he is.

After asking, I found out that although the old man looked old, he was actually less than fifty years old.