After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Called Granny Wang.

She is the oldest old lady in the village.

The person who called him loudly was a neighbor in Grandma Wang’s hometown named Da Zhuang.

He has always taken care of her the best.

Granny Wang, with her hair all white, came out of the house trembling, saying as she walked, "Why are you yelling and disturbing me? You haven't come back all day. Did you find something good?"

"Yeah, Da Zhuang, I saw you haven't come back all day, and I thought you ran off somewhere crazy."

"It's a rare day of rest, but you don't even take a good rest. In two days, all the fruits will have to be picked from the trees. This year there are more fruits than in previous years. It will take a few more days to pick them from the trees. We also have to send some to the city. We'll be busy."

The servant who was working with him couldn't help but interject.

Da Zhuang smiled naively: "How could that be possible? Everyone is tired after a few days, and today we can finally take a break, so I went to the mountains to see if there was anything good. Unexpectedly, there really was some. Look what I found?"

"What good stuff?"

Da Zhuang lifted the soft grass covering the fruits, revealing some dark red fruits inside.

The fruits were full, well-proportioned and juicy. A few of them were not so red, and the skin of the fruit was slightly red, smelling a bit sour.

Just that one glance and everyone swallowed unconsciously.

A servant who came close to Da Zhuang had a look of surprise on his face, staring eagerly: "Is it Sang Zi?"

The mulberry seeds he mentioned are the fruits of the mulberry tree.

Also called mulberry.

The man was about to reach out to take one to taste with great interest, but Da Zhuang spotted him and slapped his hand away, saying with dissatisfaction, "The old lady hasn't even tasted it yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

The man choked.

He turned his head to glance at the old lady beside him, touched his nose embarrassedly, and gave up the front seat.

The old lady looked puzzled: "Where did you get the mulberry seeds? Are there any in our orchard? Why haven't I seen them before?"

"There wasn't anything in the first place! The old lady is getting more and more confused. She can't even remember this." The neighbor complained.

The old lady who was being complained about by them, at this moment, reached out her hand and picked up a fruit from the basket. She looked at it carefully, blew the dust off the fruit slightly, put it in her mouth, and bit it slowly.

One, two, three...

When Da Zhuang found out, she was already eating the fifth one.

"Don't eat anymore. If you eat so much, you might get stomach discomfort." Da Zhuang advised her kindly.

The old lady immediately glared at him in dissatisfaction and said angrily, "Why did you bring so much here if you can't eat it? You don't know, I haven't eaten this for many years, I miss it so much."

“Have you eaten it before?”

"How come you haven't eaten it? It's not a rare thing. It's just... In recent years, fewer and fewer people in the village have planted mulberry trees and raised silkworms. This good fruit has become increasingly rare."

"You can't eat too much at once."

"I can't eat this, I can't touch that. If I can eat and sleep, I still have some hope. Now, you want to deprive me of even this? I won't allow it. Who dares to touch me?"

"..."

Is it really that important just for this bite of food?

He smiled awkwardly, not understanding their train of thought at all.

"Da Zhuang, the old lady is already eating, give me some too. I'll take it back for Yuan Yuan to try. The little guy has never seen this thing before." A man dressed as a servant said hurriedly.

His name is Direction.

He was a servant assigned from the palace.

Direction has a short build, neither tall nor thin, with a chubby square face and he always likes to smile innocently.

But he has a pair of very beautiful fox eyes.

She always looks more energetic and attractive than the other servants.

As for Yuanyuan, she is his daughter, whose real name is Fangyuan. She is four years old this year and still a little kid.

I love to cry, but I also love to laugh.

She is the youngest in the village and is considered the darling of both adults and children.

Even those who have some conflicts with Xiangfang in daily life, when they see Yuanyuan with a smiling face, they always can't help but like her, coax her and tease her.

In the past two years, she has become stronger and stronger.

Her arms and legs are like fat lotus roots, one section after another. Her whole body is like a ball. With a slight movement, she can be rolled into a ball and played with.

Da Zhuang likes her too.

When he heard the chubby little Yuanyuan, his brows softened a lot.

He casually grabbed a handful of mulberry seeds and stuffed them into Xiangfang's hand. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, take some back and let Yuanyuan taste them. Brother Xiang, what do you think? How about we plant some mulberry trees in the farm?"

"Ok?"

"Look, the King of Yan's farm only grows fruits and vegetables.

When the time was right, we would send fruits and vegetables to their families one by one. In the end, we didn't even get to eat much.

Don’t eat more than a few.

Whenever the fruit season comes, all the children in our village are looking forward to it. It makes me feel really bad to see them like this.

The most important thing is that there are no mulberry trees in this orchard.

Let's quietly mark out a small piece of land outside the village and plant some mulberry trees, which we can keep for ourselves to eat later. If we like it, we can plant more trees, if not, we can plant fewer."

Da Zhuang thought about this suggestion for a long time.

He had been thinking about this since he discovered mulberry trees in the mountains some time ago.

The Prince of Yan was born a military man.

Unlike those noble sons and daughters from aristocratic families in the capital, who like to wander around and have fun here and there.

Since the farm was transferred to the name of Prince of Yan's Mansion, no one from the manor, except Wang Huan and a few servants he brought with him, had come here again. Occasionally, a servant would come to pass on a message, asking them to deliver something to so-and-so's mansion.

They quietly planted some at the foot of the mountain.

If there were a lot of fruits, they would occasionally send some to the palace and say that they were found in the mountains. If there were few fruits, they would say that there were no fruits in the mountains.

They wouldn't do that and go to the orchard to check in person.

The man called Brother Xiang is called Xiangfang.

After hearing what Da Zhuang said, his mind suddenly became active.

He thought more about it. Not only did he want the people on the farm to have some to eat, he also thought that if the quantity was large, they could sell some quietly as long as no one found out.

The old lady was still eating.

She glanced at Da Zhuang and Xiang Fang calmly, then touched her overfed stomach and said in a cold tone, "Not good."

"Ok?"

"Why?"

Upon hearing the voice, Da Zhuang and Xiang Fang spoke in unison.

The old lady snorted.

She looked at the two of them with a mysterious look in her eyes, but she didn't rush to speak. Instead, she asked the question again.

Da Zhuang did not hide it either.

"I found them when I went into the mountains a while ago. At that time, the mulberries were still green, and tasted astringent and sour, so I didn't touch them. These past two days, I estimated that they should be ripe, so I thought about taking time to go up the mountain to pick some and let you taste them. Today, I finished my work and had nothing else to do, so I went. This time, I made some new discoveries."

When he said this, his face was full of joy.