After circling around the mountainside, Zhen Wanwan finally arrived at the place where the fruit trees were planted.
At this time, the orchard is filled with flowers of various colors in different sections.
The most eye-catching thing is the durian tree that seems to reach for the sky.
Zhen Wanwan looked up and shielded her eyes from the sun, gazing at the small durian hanging high in the sky.
Wang Fu saw Zhen Wanwan coming over and brought over a durian that had accidentally fallen.
He frowned as soon as he arrived, his face full of sorrow, and said, "Madam Zhen, this thorny sac is something that grew on this tree. I opened it before, and the white stuff inside smelled like feces, it was disgusting..."
As he spoke, he shook his head dejectedly, his eyes lifeless with self-loathing.
"I have never seen such a fruit tree before. Please forgive my lack of skill, which has caused this fruit tree to grow such disgusting things."
Seeing Wang Fu becoming increasingly remorseful, Zhen Wanwan suddenly felt uneasy.
She forgot to tell everyone what a durian looks like when it grows.
“Uncle Fu, this is what I wanted to grow. It’s called durian. It’s something that can only grow in coastal cities. You’ve managed to grow it and make it grow so well, producing so much fruit.”
Wang Fu hesitated for a moment, then said with some difficulty, "But what about the taste of this fruit?"
It really stinks!!!
He had his doubts about whether the fruit was edible, but the smell made him lose his appetite for dinner.
Zhen Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Wang Fu's constipated expression.
She could already imagine what it would be like for them to eat durian for the first time.
"Uncle Fu, this thing smells a bit stinky, but it tastes delicious! If you don't believe me, try a piece when it ripens."
Wang Fu looked at Zhen Wanwan with an expression of incomprehension, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
He has been farming and planting trees for so many years, and he has taken care of all kinds of fruits.
But the smell of this thing called durian made him feel nauseous.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that his host family had a rather heavy palate and would eat anything.
Zhen Wanwan took the durian that Wang Fu had brought her, broke it open with a knife, and found only a piece of fruit about the size of a thumb inside.
After searching for a while and confirming that there was nothing left, Zhen Wanwan regretfully withdrew her hand.
I stared longingly at the durian in my hand. It tasted the same as always, but I didn't know if it would be good.
As she spoke, Zhen Wanwan took a small bite of durian flesh, and the familiar aroma filled her nostrils.
The fruit flesh tastes too bland, probably because it's not ripe yet.
Wang Fu watched helplessly as Zhen Wanwan ate the stinky durian.
He wanted to stop her but didn't dare, and could only pray in his heart that the piece Zhen Wanwan was eating wasn't poisoned.
"Uncle Fu, the taste is alright. They'll be ready in two more months. Continue to take good care of them using the same method you used before."
With encouragement from Zhen Wanwan, Wang Fu reluctantly agreed.
However, his expression remained one of indescribable tension and helplessness.
Durian's audience is either those who love it very much or those who don't like it at all.
She didn't force others to like the food, so Zhen Wanwan didn't explain much to them.
After that, she followed Wang Fu to see the growth of other fruit trees.
Most of them had blossomed, and a small fruit grew beneath each flower.
Looking at the plump plums, Zhen Wanwan swallowed hard. At most, she could eat them in another month!
Behind the plum tree is where the grape trellis is located.
It is also the innermost area, occupying the largest area.
Zhenwanwan needs to use it to make wine, so she grows an extra lot of it.
Looking at those strings of small beads, Zhen Wanwan's anxious heart finally settled down.
It seems she needs to prepare more brewing vats when she gets back, otherwise the vats at home won't be enough.
When she returned, Zhen Wanwan mentioned the brewing vat to Ma Si and asked him to find someone to procure it.
Just then, the baby woke up and started fussing to see his mother.
Zhen Wanwan hugged him tenderly and comforted him.
"Sweetie~ Mommy's going to make you some milk right now~"
The little one enjoyed her mother's affection, hummed in response, and rubbed her face against Zhen Wanwan's left shoulder.
Zhen Wanwan looked at him like a kitten, and her heart softened completely.
Her baby is so cute!!!
After calming her son down, she took the travelogue and read it to him.
No child dislikes listening to stories.
Fifteen minutes later, Tianbao woke up, and Zhenwanwan brought the child over and told them stories together.
Because she skillfully used interjections, she captivated both Guabao and Tianbao, drawing them in with her captivating stories.
Rou'er and the other maids also moved a small stool, cupped their faces in their hands, and listened attentively.
Every story of Zhen Niangzi is captivating.
Moreover, her storytelling was even better than that of the storytellers in the teahouses!
When Grandma Li brought over the fresh tofu she had made herself, this was the scene she witnessed.
She chuckled and shook her head; her daughter was still as mischievous and storyteller as ever.
Grandma Li didn't bother Zhen Wanwan. After returning home, she asked Da Ni and Er Ni, who were free at home, to go over and play.
She remembered her own child well; she loved the stories her daughter told her.
Seeing this, Wang Cuihua didn't stop the two maids. She unconsciously touched the gold bracelet that was wrapped with thread.
Just a touch warms her heart.
He even laughed out loud in his dreams.
Grandma Li looked at her foolish eldest daughter-in-law and sighed helplessly.
But he didn't say much more.
She and her grandfather will both grow old eventually, and they won't be able to protect their daughter for much longer.
She was happy to see her daughter get along well with her eldest daughter-in-law.
That way, if anything happens to our daughter in the future, our eldest son will be there to take care of her, and we can feel at ease after they leave.
Lost in thought, Old Lady Li picked up the pebbles from the basket.
Since returning, Zhen Wanwan has had a very fulfilling day.
He was either going to the county town to look after the shops or going up the back mountain to watch Wang Fu tend to the fruit trees.
Or they might feed the fish in the garden, or plant some unknown seeds in the surrounding land.
The seed name wasn't written on it, but Zhen Wanwan thought she'd try growing it.
Anyway, there are plenty of seeds. If they don't survive this time, she can just plant another one.
For several days in a row, Zhu Yuan went out early and returned late.
Zhen Wanwan finally managed to catch someone after a long day of waiting.
"Husband, what have you been busy with lately? I haven't seen you all day."
Zhen Wanwan saw herself reflected in his clear eyes.
Zhu Yuan held Zhen Wanwan's hand and gently stroked the back of her hand.
He frowned slightly, and his wife's hands looked rougher than usual.
He squeezed Zhen Wanwan's hand tenderly, eager to give her a noble status.
That way, she wouldn't have to travel around doing manual labor on the ground just to make a living.
Seeing his furrowed brows, Zhen Wanwan assumed that something terrible had happened again.
My heart was pounding with excitement.
"Husband, is there something important? You can tell me..."
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