"I have never let anyone pick this tea tree." Fu Yunchen pointed to a lush tea tree growing on the cliff.
Murun grew up in a tea garden and knows the tea tree best. Especially the old wild tea trees always produce a surprising fragrance.
He handed the ball in his hand to Fu Yunchen and said, "I'll go take a look."
"Yes." Fu Yunchen caught Tuantuan and watched her walk along the cliff edge towards the tea tree.
Even when she didn't know how to do martial arts, she could pluck all the tea trees. Now that she knows how to do martial arts, she can do it with ease.
Soon, Mu Run pinched a handful of fresh buds and leaves and said to Fu Yunchen, "Well, is there a basket?"
Fu Yunchen nodded, and just as a middle-aged woman came over carrying a basket, "Your Majesty."
The woman's figure was slightly plump, with a healthy blush on her cheeks. When she saw Fu Yunchen holding two children, her eyes suddenly lit up, "These are the young lady and the young master, right? The whole village has spread the news."
"Well, where is Tiantian?"
"Go to school."
"Let her come over after school and play with her younger siblings."
"Okay, when I ask Lao Yang to pick her up later, she will be sent directly to the mountain."
Mu Run walked back along the narrow cliffside path.
Fu Yunchen said to Mu Run, "She is Cai, the wife of Manager Yang. She is now in charge of the tea business on the mountain."
Mu Run said to Cai: "Hello, Mother Yang, can you give me the basket?"
Ms. Cai looked at Mu Run. She was very beautiful, and her eyes were the most clean and penetrating, with aura of spirit. Just from these eyes, she knew she was a good girl.
He gave the basket to Mu Run and said, "You can also call me Sister Cai."
Mu Run took the basket and said, "Thank you, Sister Cai."
Then he immediately turned back and continued picking tea leaves.
Mrs. Cai looked at Mu Run's movements, which were very skillful, and asked Fu Yunchen, "Your Majesty, who is this?"
"Huanhuan and Tuantuan's mother."
"Is that... aunt or madam?" Although she gave birth to a child for the eldest son, Fu Yunchen still has to decide this title, and this title determines the status of the two children in the mountain.
Fu Yunchen said: "She suffered a severe head injury, her memory is a little confused, she still doesn't remember me, and she doesn't admit her relationship with me at the moment. When you call her, call her Mrs. Mu first."
Ms. Cai, "I understand."
Listening to their joyful conversation, my eyes flickered as I looked around.
Fu Yunchen noticed her and smiled: "You can't imitate parrots."
"What is parroting?" Huanhuan didn't understand the meaning of the word.
Fu Yunchen explained to her and parroted...
Ms. Cai looked at them, and then at Fu Yunchen who was carefully picking tea leaves, with both relief and regret in his eyes.
Fortunately, Fu Yunchen finally had a family, but unfortunately he had a different mistress.
After picking the tea greens, Mu Run weighed them and found that they weighed about five kilograms, which could be used to make one kilogram of dry tea.
"Okay." Mu Run was satisfied.
Fu Yunchen walked over and took the bamboo basket from her hand, which contained most of the fresh green tea leaves.
Mu Run said happily: "The tea trees here are very good. They are already producing autumn tea, and there are no insects, not even a single insect leaf."
"Well, do you want to go to the mountains to see more? There are more tea trees there."
"OK."
The ancient tea trees on the mountain made Mu Run unable to walk as soon as he saw them. He wished he could build a house and live there.
There is also a hillside covered with small tea saplings, all of which are growing well.
"Next spring, spring tea will grow better on these tea trees." Fu Yunchen knows what she likes best and what can keep her.