The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1650



The butler gave us each a pair of scissors and assigned us a teacher before we officially started picking.

In order to adapt to the growth of the grapes, the vines were built relatively low. Munchkin's height allowed him to move through it freely, whereas I and the other two teachers had difficulty moving.

Bending over for a long time made me feel uncomfortable, so the butler thoughtfully brought a stool for me to sit down. I lazily cut the ones available in front of me.

It did not take long for me to fill a big basket.

With the help of the butler, we took the grapes back to the kitchen and went to the strawberry patch without taking a break. The look on Munchkin's face when he saw the endless fields of strawberries was as if he had arrived in the land of his dreams.

"Mommy, they're all straw-"

He had his back to me when he said that, but I could feel the excitement radiating off him.

you how much strawberry jam we

little guy rushed into the

house. I

unbothered and even made noise about getting things done. The butler taught us how to make wine first. We started off by placing the washed grapes along with the stems

skin of the grapes and prevent

all food fermentation had to do with microorganisms,

way compared to the meticulous process of wine-making. After all,

high school, so it sounded familiar

also felt a little tired from the pregnancy, so I was not as

over, immediately slipped out of the house while Munchkin stayed in the kitchen to ask the butler questions non-stop.

the porch outside the kitchen and looked at the sun-splashed vineyard

I noticed that there

never noticed

and walked over

covered most of her

I went closer, she