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.

how much strawberry jam we make today." I handed

rushed into the strawberry field without

became scorching hot, so I took Munchkin back into the house. I could

was 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

the skin of

that all food fermentation had to

easier for me this way compared to the meticulous process of wine-making. After all, heat could kill most bacteria, so the conditions

was taught in high school, so it sounded familiar when the butler mentioned

pregnancy, so I was not

the cooking class was over, immediately slipped out of the house while Munchkin stayed in the kitchen to ask the

onto the porch outside the kitchen and looked at the sun-splashed vineyard as I

noticed that there was a pool beside the

never noticed it

butler and

sun lounger. A wide sun hat covered most

I went closer, she