Zhen Fugui shook his head firmly: "Mother, I have no problem! It's just that yours and Father's share is too small. I only want 10%, and you and Father can keep 30%!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Cuihua secretly stamped her foot, wondering what her husband was thinking.
Old Mrs. Li pursed her lips, glared at Wang Cuihua, and replied indifferently, "No need, your father and I have enough!"
Grandpa Zhen nodded, signaling Zhen Fugui to stop arguing and haggling.
Seeing that the matter was already settled, Zhen Wanwan was too lazy to say anything more. She would just add more dowry when her nephews and nieces got married in the future.
"Oh, right! Mom and Dad! I'm planning to buy some more mountain land and hilltops, and hire people to help clear the land. Next year, I'll plant sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn all over it."
Zhen Wanwan looked at Grandpa Zhen and Grandma Li and asked in a consultative manner, "Do you want to buy some more land together and cultivate it to grow sweet potatoes?"
Thinking about the food they had eaten that day, everyone knew very well how good these foods were.
Grandpa Zhen has farmed all his life, and what he cherishes most is having his house piled high with grain.
He nodded decisively and agreed, "Buy! Buy more! We'll plant a few more acres next year!"
Old Mrs. Li mentally calculated the family's savings to see how much land they could buy.
Zhen Fugui moved his lips, then hesitated before speaking, "Little sister! There's something I want to discuss with you!"
Zhen Wanwan looked at Zhen Fugui with a puzzled expression, then nodded: "Please speak, elder brother!"
Zhen Fugui glanced at Grandpa Zhen before turning to Zhen Wanwan and saying, "It's like this, when we plant sweet potatoes, could we get the villagers to plant them together?"
"I thought it was something serious! If my brother wants to help them plant them, of course he can! I can also provide sweet potato seeds, but there's one condition!"
Zhen Wanwan looked at Zhen Fugui and said earnestly, "After the sweet potatoes are ripe, we can't just sell them to people from other prefectures! If they want to sell them, they can only sell them to me!"
Although Zhen Fugui didn't understand why his younger sister wanted so much food, he still nodded.
"I will talk to them about this myself!"
After the matter was concluded, it was getting late.
Zhen's family carried the sweet potatoes and potatoes that Zhen Wanwan had asked them to bring home, hurrying back as the night was beginning to fall.
Rou'er and the other maids had already prepared bathwater for her. Zhen Wanwan soaked comfortably in the bathtub, feeling much more relaxed.
After taking a bath, she went to the room of her two little ones, who were full of energy.
The little one was still jumping around on the tatami mat, while the sweet baby sat obediently beside her looking at a book, which contained fairy tales.
Zhen Wanwan smiled and patted her son's chubby bottom: "Good boy, aren't you tired after playing all day?"
The little one was caught off guard and slapped by her mother, her face turning red instantly.
He sensed his sister laughing at him.
The little boy roared helplessly at Zhen Wanwan, while Zhen Wanwan smiled with satisfaction.
Her son is usually so quiet; he's been unusually lively for a while now.
She happily hugged him and played with him for a while.
Sweetie was used to this; she understood her mother's nature.
My mother looks gentle and kind, but she actually loves to play pranks!
The child's resistance was ineffective, and he instantly lost interest, climbing aside to play with building blocks.
Zhen Wanwan waved her hand innocently, then turned her evil claws towards Tianbao.
Fortunately, my daughter is well-behaved and adorable; she feels like a ball of cotton when I hold her.
Zhen Wanwan pinched and squeezed this and that, unable to put it down.
The mother and son laughed happily together, creating a heartwarming scene from afar.
Zhu Yuan stood in the courtyard, listening to the laughter coming from inside the house, and felt a warmth in his heart.
When the herbalist saw him smile, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in surprise.
He clutched his chest, incredulously saying, "You haven't been possessed by something evil, have you?!"
The two had grown up together as childhood sweethearts and knew each other very well. In his memory, this person always had a gloomy face.
Where have I ever seen him so kind and approachable?
Zhu Yuan's eyes instantly turned cold, his scarlet pupils glaring dangerously at Bai Cao Shi.
It seemed that if he said just one more word, he would be torn to shreds.
The herbalist shuddered uncontrollably; how could he have forgotten that this person was a monster!
He's also a monster prone to losing his mind!
If he can't afford to offend him, can't he at least avoid him?
Thinking of the herbalist's hasty farewell, leaving only a figure behind.
Zhu Yuan closed his eyes, forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
In the past, he would have specifically gone to the prison to 'interrogate' the spy.
"Husband, is that you who's back?"
Hearing noises outside, Zhen Wanwan called out to ask.
Zhu Yuan softened his voice, hummed in agreement, and then pushed the door open and came in.
The women inside, including Granny Zhang, had already tactfully left the room.
Zhu Yuan looked at the mother and her two children on the bed, and his anxious heart was now at peace.
Sweetie is sensible. When she saw Zhuyuan coming over, she stretched out her hands and called him "Daddy" affectionately.
"Daddy! Hug...hug..."
Seeing his well-behaved daughter, Zhu Yuan's heart melted.
He quickly stepped forward, picked up Tianbao, and comforted her.
Seeing this, Zhen Wanwan felt a little jealous.
"You heartless little brat, you forget your mother as soon as you see your father!"
Upon hearing this, Tianbao became anxious. She looked around and decisively decided to return to her mother's embrace.
"Mommy! Mommy! Hug me!"
Zhen Wanwan couldn't help but laugh out loud, explaining helplessly, "I was just teasing you! I'm just letting your daddy pamper you!"
At this moment, the baby endured the risk of being 'harassed' by her mother and lay in her arms for comfort.
Zhen Wanwan gave her son a big, satisfied kiss, while Zhu Yuan felt a little uncomfortable watching this scene.
He suddenly felt that his son was getting in his way.
The house was warm and inviting, and the roof, bathed in moonlight, exuded a sense of tranquility.
The next day, Zhen slept in late.
Last night, the couple returned to their room and had a deep conversation.
Zhu Yuan seemed to have inexhaustible stamina, which he didn't release for a long time.
Zhen Wanwan couldn't sleep even though she wanted to, and she stayed up until late at night.
So, having missed breakfast, we're going straight to lunch.
Rou'er was taking care of her from the side, and seeing that Zhen Wanwan had a rare appetite, she smiled broadly.
"If only my wife ate this much every day!"
Suddenly, Zhen Wanwan swallowed, and food got stuck in her throat, startling Rou'er who quickly handed her water.
She apologized somewhat guiltily, "It's all my fault for being so talkative! I've made my wife suffer!"
Zhen Wanwan took a sip of water and finally came back to life.
She waved her hand casually, comforting him, "It's not your fault! I ate too fast!"
Hearing Rou'er's words reminded her of the madness of last night.
With those kinds of movements, it's a miracle she's not exhausted!
Zhen Wanwan deeply felt that even farming was not this tiring.
Where did Xiaomei go?
Zhen Wanwan looked around but didn't see the girl, so she asked curiously.
Rou'er explained softly, "Uncle Wang just said that the durians on the back mountain are ripe, and Xiaomei went with him to see them."
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