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.

jam

the strawberry

hot, so I took Munchkin back into the house. I could not help but laugh at how red his little

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 in

the skin of the

to do with microorganisms, so it was important

of wine-making. After all,

so it sounded familiar when the butler mentioned it. Even so, I

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

of the house while Munchkin stayed in the kitchen to ask the butler

the porch outside the kitchen and looked at the sun-splashed vineyard as I began to appreciate

that there was

noticed

the butler and walked over to the

covered most of her

closer,