Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 845 Spring Outing Fun, Jealousy (2)

Chapter 845: Chapter 845 Spring Outing Fun, Jealousy (2)

If not for the conservative nature of women in this era, merely stealing a few glances while walking down the street, they might have chased us all the way home by now.

Noticing his daughter’s distraction, Mo Qingze gently tapped her head with the end of his pen and asked with amusement, "Even the Ink Grinder can be lost in thought. What kind of wild ideas are you cooking up this time, girl?"

Mo Yan stuck out her tongue and flattered, "Your daughter doesn’t have any wild ideas. Isn’t it because Dad looks too handsome? I’m just so proud that I got distracted for a moment!"

Mo Qingze, caught between laughter and tears, flicked her forehead, "You even dare to tease your own father. The older you get, the less disciplined you become!"

Mo Yan covered her forehead, pretending to be aggrieved, "What your daughter said is nothing but the truth. When Dad walks down the street, aren’t there young ladies and young wives who steal glances at you?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingze answered helplessly, "No matter how good-looking, it’s all just a facade that will age eventually. Yanyan, you must not judge people by their appearance, nor should you overly focus on your own looks, neglecting the cultivation of your inner self."

Mo Yan nodded firmly, agreeing with his words. However, most people are vulgar and prefer to understand a person’s inner qualities through their beautiful exterior.

But Mo Qingze did not believe her, and with a sideways glance, he asked, "When you fancied that boy, wasn’t it his appearance that caught your eye first?"

Mo Yan gave a sheepish smile, then raised her little hand and said earnestly, "Dad, that’s really not the case!"

Finding the whole topic pointless to argue further, Mo Qingze didn’t bother to respond and continued to write invitations. As he penned them, he spoke leisurely, "Next time you want to see that young man, just tell Dad directly. As long as you haven’t met him in private, Dad won’t stop you. Don’t bring up Zhenzhen as an excuse anymore."

With her little trick exposed, Mo Yan’s fair cheeks instantly blushed crimson. Dropping the ink stick she was holding, she covered her face and dashed away swiftly. Teasing from a friend or sister she might have endured, but having her own father bluntly reveal her, she truly had no face to stay any longer.

Watching his daughter’s fleeing figure, Mo Qingze shook his head and chuckled, then lowered his head to write "Xiao Ruiyuan" clearly on the bright red invitation...

On the twenty-second of March, Mo’s Fruit Garden was a riot of blossoming flowers, filled with white apple blossoms, pink peach blossoms, purple grape blossoms... Countless bees buzzed busily among the trees, gathering nectar; colorful butterflies also joined the fun, dancing among the bushes; from time to time, the crowing of hens could be heard, and five grown dogs, their tongues lolling out, patrolled the vicinity of the garden vigilantly, occasionally sniffing the ground, wary of any unfamiliar creatures sneaking in to steal the garden’s chickens and eggs.

Looking down at the entire fruit garden, a spectacle of competing blooms and subtle fragrances filled the air—truly a feast for the eyes.

At the highest point of the garden, a lively group of more than a dozen people had gathered, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery. The wild frolicking of several animals caused the bees to buzz frantically here and there, fearing that they might be affected by the commotion.

"Haha, this place is great. From now on, at this time every year, let’s come here to meet up and relax," said Mr. Liu, who loved this carefree country life and had even taken a day off especially to come here with his wife and daughter.

Han Zhiyun agreed with full approval, "This is a great idea. Such natural beauty can’t be found in the city. The flowers raised in greenhouses, no matter how bright and precious, can’t compare to the simple and pleasant ones here."

Mo Qingze laughed, "Feel free to come over. When the fruits ripen in the autumn, picking and tasting them fresh would be absolutely delightful!"

"That’s great. My niece missed it last year; she definitely has to come this year!" Liu Tinglan replied quickly, as if the tender and lovely blossoms before her had already transformed into sweet, juicy fruits.

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