Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

Mu Nan tossed and turned in bed all night, unable to sleep. His wife ignored him, and he had never felt so frustrated.

"Qing'er, are you asleep?" Mu Nan finally couldn't help but approach his wife and put his arm around her. He had to get things clear, whether she lived or died, he couldn't run away from it.

Wang Qing'er was preoccupied and unable to sleep. Even though she knew Mu Nan was away, she had been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Wu Zihan.

Because of the relationship between Zhou and his aunt, he couldn't simply ask his aunt to move out with her family.

He was caught in the middle and it was a difficult situation for him. Had he gone too far today?

But she was just angry! She originally wanted to buy a few people to work, but they turned out to be relatives... sigh!

I'm just a little angry!

Unable to fall asleep while thinking about these things, she heard a man's voice, and his large hand embraced her and held her hand.

"Fine, fine! Since he's taken the initiative to contact you, just listen to what he has to say." So she asked in a muffled voice, "What's up?"

"Qing'er, I was wrong, please don't be angry anymore, okay?" Mu Nan gently stroked his wife's small hand and apologized sincerely, while also gently coaxing her.

Wang Qing'er asked impatiently, "What did you do wrong?"

"I...I'll think of a way to get my aunt and the others to move out and live separately without hurting Grandma. Can you give me a little more time?"

"Brother Mu Nan, it seems you don't know why I'm suddenly angry!" Besides this, she's also angry about other things!

"Aren't you angry because of Wu Zihan?"

"That's only one thing; you've done other things to upset me."

"Other things? Can you tell me what they are? Can I change them in the future?" Wang Qing'er turned around to face him and asked, "Brother Mu Nan, will you agree to let me go up the mountain in the future?"

"Just for this? Then can I go with you to the mountains?"

"When you started climbing the mulberry tree today and then jumped down, you made a mistake, do you know that?"

"What's wrong with that?" Mu Nan asked, puzzled.

"You moved too much when you went up and down the tree, and all the ripe mulberries fell to the ground and were wasted."

"Is that why you're angry?"

"Yes and no! Anyway, I feel inexplicably annoyed, probably because I've been cooped up at home recovering from my illness for so long!"

She pouted, looking a little aggrieved, and then said, "Besides, I was happily picking mulberries on the tree, and you insisted on making me come down. I'm all grown up now, I know how safe I am. Brother Mu Nan, please don't treat me like a child anymore, okay?"

Wang Qing'er was the type to know when to stop; given a way out, she immediately took it, snuggling into Mu Nan's arms and acting coquettishly.

"Okay, from now on you can climb the tree whenever you want. I'll watch over you from below. If you fall, I'll catch you. I'll also keep you company with the fallen mulberries." Mu Nan hugged his wife tightly and coaxed her.

When Wang Qing'er heard that he wanted to compensate her with mulberries, she quickly sat up, propped her chin on her hand, and asked, "Do you know where there are any other mulberry trees?"

"There are plenty in the mountains. I'll take you to pick them tomorrow. You can have as many as you want! Lie down now."

Wang Qing'er snuggled back into his arms. "Really? As many as you want?"

"When have I ever lied to you? Does that mean you won't be angry anymore? Then can we..."

"No!" Wang Qing'er refused before Mu Nan could finish speaking. After last night, she knew all too well that this man was not as upright as he seemed on the surface; he had far too many cunning schemes.

"Qing'er..." Mu Nan called her softly, pressing her body tightly against hers.

Wang Qing'er felt Mu Nan's body was burning hot, and some parts were already...

This is too...

Wang Qing'er felt like she had spent another night floating on clouds, drifting aimlessly!

The next day, Mu Nan did not go to the fields. He ate breakfast and then went back to the room to wake his wife.

"Qing'er, wake up." Mu Nan called to her softly, pinching her little nose.

"Ugh, so sleepy, don't want to get up!" Wang Qing'er turned over and continued sleeping, murmuring to herself.

"Aren't we going to pick mulberries? If you don't get up, I'll go by myself."

"No, wait for me, I'll sleep a little longer."

Wang Qing'er indeed only lay in bed for a short while before slowly getting up to wash up.

Without even opening his eyes, he walked towards the small wooden hut for washing up in a daze.

Mu Nan carefully protected him from behind.

Wang Qing'er slowly woke up after washing up and looked at the refreshed man beside her.

She thought to herself, "Men are all the same. Once they've had their fill of sex, they never stop."

The problem is that he was up all night and did all the work, yet he wasn't tired at all, but she was exhausted and furious!

After she finished getting ready and had breakfast, the two went up the mountain to look for mulberry trees. Mu Nan quickly found the mulberry grove she had seen before, relying on her memory.

There were more than a dozen large mulberry trees, each as thick as a bowl, laden with mulberries. Only a portion of these mulberries were ripe; most were still red.

That's best; the mulberries aren't fully ripe yet, so she can pick them slowly.

I can make a few more jars of mulberry jam; there's no refrigerator here, and the jam won't keep for long anyway.

She plans to dry the mulberries directly in the sun, which will allow them to be stored for a longer time. They can still be used to make tea or eaten as a snack.

She also wanted to make more mulberry wine, since she noticed that Old Man Mu quite liked drinking, and she wanted to make some fruit wine for the old man to try.

Wang Qing'er stood under the tree, looking at the rather tall mulberry tree, quite distressed. "It's so tall, and there are no branches at the base, so I can't climb up!"

Mu Nan looked at his wife standing under the tree with a scrunched-up face and cautiously suggested, "Why don't I go up and pick some, and you wait for me down here? There aren't many ripe ones anyway."

"Fine, that's the only way!" Wang Qing'er dejectedly found a rock and sat down.