Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

The matchmaker came in the morning, and the two families exchanged their birth charts. The betrothal ceremony will take place in half a month, and the wedding date will be decided after the two families discuss it on the day of the betrothal ceremony.

Over the next few days, Wang Qing'er and Zhou Shi stayed in the courtyard making scented soap, skin-softening cream, and lip balm.

Mu Nan went to the farm every day to supervise the transplanting of flower seedlings and aloe vera.

It started to drizzle early that morning. Fortunately, the weather had been great the past few days, and we had dried a lot of flowers, especially wild roses, in various colors.

Despite the light rain, the Yun family still arranged for someone to deliver some flowers.

Wang Qing'er didn't plan to make soap today. She got up early to peel mangoes and prepare to roast mango slices.

After picking mangoes that day, Wang Qing'er drew up a blueprint for an oven and asked Wu Zihao to go to the blacksmith shop to make two large ovens.

I just picked up the oven yesterday, and today I'm starting to bake dried mangoes. I also need to make some flower cakes and jam cakes.

Making roasted mango slices is very simple. Slice the mango, marinate it with white sugar for a while, and then arrange it evenly in the oven to bake. Zhou is responsible for turning it over from time to time.

Making flower cakes is quite troublesome. Wu Zihao is in charge of kneading the dough, while Wang Qing'er is in charge of making the flower filling and mango sauce.

The group worked until noon, and the flower cakes and jam cakes were finally ready.

The pastry looked incredibly appealing, and Wang Qing'er couldn't wait to take a bite. The crispy outer layer crumbled in layers, while the rose petal filling inside was soft, sweet, and fragrant.

There's also a delicate fragrance of wild roses; the scent spreads in your mouth, and it feels incredibly blissful.

"Grandma, Aunt, Zihao, you should try this, it's so delicious!" Wang Qing'er said while eating, urging the others to eat as well, and also remembering to give one to her daughter and Ziyuan each.

The two little girls had been staring at Wang Qing'er long ago, swallowing their saliva countless times. They took the flower cake with both hands and took a bite.

"Grandma, is it delicious?" Wang Qing'er asked Zhou Shi.

"Mmm, it's sweet but not cloying, and it has a floral fragrance. It's even better than that soft pancake," Zhou praised after finishing one.

"Qing'er, I've never eaten such delicious cakes before. I especially like the jam one; it has such a wonderful mango flavor." Mu Yan tried one of both flavors.

Although Wu Zihao didn't say anything, he ate several in a row, so he probably liked them, but he might also have been hungry.

"Mother, I want more." After eating her third one, Mu Yao asked Wang Qing'er for more.

"You two can only have one more today, okay?" Wang Qing'er gave each of the two children another one.

"it is good."

"it is good."

The two accepted the cakes obediently and agreed.

In the afternoon, batches of dried mangoes and flower cakes were baked.

Wang Qing'er packed the flower cakes and jam cakes into food boxes and asked Wu Zihao to deliver them to the Jing family, the Lin family, and the Mu family respectively.

The Yun family's share will be taken by my husband tomorrow and given to Yun Kai.

Yun Kai has been busy at the silkworm farm, flower nursery, and orchard for the past few days.

Two large baskets of mangoes were used to make only a few pounds of dried fruit and two small jars of jam.

Wang Qing'er thought she should buy some more mangoes from the Yun family, as these few pounds weren't enough for her family.

It must have been a case of the young couple being of one mind, because when Mu Nan returned that night, she brought back five baskets of mangoes and two baskets of peaches.

Seeing that his wife loved eating mangoes and wanted to make dried fruit and jam, Mu Nan personally went and picked several baskets of them.

In addition, we ordered other fruits from the Yun family. No matter what kind of fruit it is, as long as it is ripe, it will be delivered several times a month.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Wang Qing'er asked expectantly, resting her chin on her hands and looking at her husband with eager eyes.

"It's delicious," Mu Nan said honestly after finishing a flower cake.

"Then try this one." Wang Qing'er picked up another mango sauce one and fed it to her husband.

"How about it?"

“They are all delicious.”

"Have some tea to cleanse your palate." Wang Qing'er knew her husband didn't like sweets, and that eating two in a row must be a bit too much, so she quickly handed him a cup of tea.

"Qing'er, the aloe vera has all been transplanted, covering two acres. We've also planted five acres of seedlings of each variety. Shall we continue harvesting?" Mu Nan told his wife about the farm and asked for her opinion.

After considering for a moment, Wang Qing'er said, "We can plant more wild roses, but we won't plant the others for now."

"Okay, I'll use the remaining empty space to grow other things."

"Then you go wash up, my husband. I'll go and bring Yao'er over." Wang Qing'er said, getting up to open the door.

"Wife." Mu Nan pulled his wife into his arms and called her softly.

He had been returning to the courtyard very late these days, and by the time he came back, Wang Qing'er and her daughter were already asleep. The two of them hadn't had a proper conversation for several days.

"What's wrong?" Wang Qing'er let her husband hold her.

"I...I missed you." Mu Nan gently bit his wife's earlobe, his warm breath brushing against her neck.

Wang Qing'er's body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft moan.

"Qing'er." Mu Nan lowered his head and kissed his wife's soft red lips, prying open her pearly teeth and taking her sweetness.

After arriving in the county town, they were busy and slept with their daughter every day. The two hadn't been this close in a long time.

Wang Qing'er was also somewhat unable to restrain herself, hooking her arms around her husband's neck and responding to him passionately.

Mu Nan had never seen his wife respond so enthusiastically, and for a moment he found it hard to control himself.

Wang Qing'er was worried that the room wasn't well soundproofed, so she kept quiet.

Perhaps because of her restraint, or perhaps because she hadn't done this kind of thing for some time, she felt her whole body burning up and her eyes were misty with tears.

Her snow-white arms tightly embraced her husband, and she murmured softly, "Husband, husband..."

After more than half an hour, Mu Nan looked at his wife with dazed eyes and his offensive became even more intense.

After a low growl, he hugged the person in his arms even tighter. Mu Nan lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips forcefully, sucking on her sweet nectar.

He had been holding her every night while sleeping, but now he was like someone under a spell, unwilling to let go of her, wishing he could meld her into his body and become one with her.

Even in the dead of night, the two remained tightly entwined inside the bed curtains, the repeated calls of "husband" driving Mu Nan to the brink of madness, making her want more again and again.

It rained again the next day, and Wang Qing'er didn't get up until noon.

The Zhou family had long been used to their granddaughter-in-law's habit of sleeping in late, but a few days ago, when Wang Qing'er started getting up early every day, they felt a little uncomfortable.

"Grandma, let's go." After lunch, the rain stopped. The group had already discussed going to look at the courtyard and, if possible, buying it today.

She plans to set up a workshop, but the current courtyard is indeed too small to operate at all.