"You're still not satisfied with this? Why do you insist on choosing partnerships between loving couples?"

"Aren't you just asking a question you already know the answer to? You clearly think the same thing."

Mr. Yang wasn't annoyed when his wife exposed him; he just laughed it off.

"Yes, my wisest decision was to listen to my wife. You'll never suffer if you listen to your wife. Besides, a man who loves his wife won't have trouble at home. Only when things are peaceful at home can a man have the energy to work hard at the front. Enough said, young man, you're catching up soon. Ride faster."

Two people were running ahead.

As they ran, Mrs. Yang surged ahead.

She turned around, her voice brimming with confidence: "Old Yang, I told you to exercise more, socialize less, and drink less. Now look what happened! I've left you behind."

Mr. Yang's smile widened: "So you went easy on me when I caught up with you back then, didn't you? Hahaha."

Mr. Yang also went to chase after his wife.

At the end of the horse farm forest is a cliff with large rocks on its edge and grassy areas next to it where horses can graze.

Fu Chenyuan and Jiang Wanning didn't ride very fast afterward, with Fu Chenyuan secretly hoping that this road would never end.

He made the horse run, and every now and then he would lower his head to kiss Jiang Wanning.

Jiang Wanning's neck and ears were also kissed, tickling her, and she dared not move for fear of falling off the horse.

So, I should have ridden the horse myself. I shouldn't have agreed to Fu Chenyuan's request. Now I have nowhere to run away.

When they reached the end, Mr. Yang and his wife were sitting in the shade of a tree, enjoying the cool air, while two horses grazed.

Seeing them arrive, General Manager Yang chuckled, "You've been too slow! We've been waiting for you for ages. Young people shouldn't be so busy with romance."

This teasing remark made Jiang Wanning blush deeply.

Mrs. Yang's smile was particularly meaningful: "Sister, you won't learn to ride a horse like that."

Jiang Wanning wanted nothing more than to find a hole to crawl into.

On the way back, Jiang Wanning and Fu Chenyuan naturally rode the same horse together.

Jiang Wanning pinched Fu Chenyuan's waist: "They laughed at me."

"It's alright. When we start working together, I'll negotiate the price down, and I'll use the extra money to buy you a gift as an apology, okay?"

"You're so naughty," Jiang Wanning laughed.

Further down from the horse farm, there is a manor where a farmhouse restaurant has been opened.

This private restaurant doesn't have a chef; it only provides the venue and ingredients. You have to cook whatever you want to eat yourself.

Mrs. Yang specifically requested to eat there.

"You two can't cook, can you? Then wait for Lao Yang and me to put on a show."

Jiang Wanning and Fu Chenyuan exchanged a glance and both smiled.

"Let's cook together. It'll be faster if four people cook."

"Just don't cause us any trouble." Mrs. Yang was clearly a good cook.

"No, it won't happen," Jiang Wanning assured her.

They parked their car and went into a farmhouse restaurant.

Having received their instructions, I stepped down.

The vegetable garden is all around.

Pick whatever vegetables and fruits are available this season.

There are chickens, ducks, and geese in the yard, and fish in the pond.

Jiang Wanning and Mrs. Yang were in charge of picking vegetables and fruits, while President Yang and Fu Chenyuan were in charge of catching chickens and ducks.

So the two men, dressed in expensive suits, took off their jackets, rolled up their sleeves, and went to catch ducks and chickens.

By the time Jiang Wanning and Mrs. Yang had brought back all the vegetables, Mr. Yang still hadn't caught a single chicken.

Mrs. Yang subtly protected her husband's pride: "Old Yang, you're a great fisherman. I suddenly have a craving for boiled fish. Go catch one and bring it up."

Since the lady had spoken, Mr. Yang naturally complied unconditionally.

A straw hat landed on his head, and Mrs. Yang straightened it for him: "It's sunny, be careful your neck doesn't get sunburned and peel."

Mr. Yang laughed even more heartily: "Thank you for your concern, Madam. Yes, madam. I will never let myself get so tanned."

Mrs. Yang rolled her eyes: "He's already an old cured meat, does he still need to be sun-dried?"

Ugh, that hurts!

Jiang Wanning went to find Fu Chenyuan.

Fu Chenyuan has already caught a young duck.

"I'll make you blood duck."

"Okay. I'd also like some chicken soup."

"Okay, I'll go catch a chicken."

During the day, the chickens roam freely in the woods, searching for insects to eat.

It was already past midnight, past lunchtime.

The chickens were getting a bit hot and sought refuge in the shade.

A few are hiding under this tree, and a few are perched on that tree.

As soon as Jiang Wanning and Fu Chenyuan appeared, the chicken sensed danger and immediately flapped its wings and flew away.

Fu Chenyuan cast a net, and the chicken could no longer fly; it fluttered on the ground.

Jiang Wanning pounced on the chicken and grabbed it, excitedly saying, "We caught it! We'll have chicken soup now!"

Mrs. Yang, who was watching Old Yang fish, laughed and said, "We'll have chicken soup now. You've caught a fish too, so stop fishing and don't try to slack off. You're picky, and these two kids obviously can't cook. Don't waste good ingredients."

This farmhouse looks nice; the food is all organic. Even if you hire a five-star chef at a high-priced restaurant, you might not be able to make this delicious food.

Truly good ingredients don't need complicated cooking methods.

"Okay." When General Manager Yang returned with the fish bucket, he saw that Fu Chenyuan had already neatly killed the chicken and duck.

Jiang Wanning was sitting to the side plucking feathers.

Before they had even plucked a few hairs, Fu Chenyuan came over: "I'll do it. You go sit down and rest. You don't need to cook."

He said he couldn't bear to see her suffer; she had suffered enough before, and after meeting him, all she needed to do was enjoy the sweetness.

"No, being with you isn't about suffering, it's about experiencing life together."

As Jiang Wanning spoke, she plucked another clump of hairs.

The two people didn't come over; instead, they went to catch fish and wash vegetables.

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