In the middle of the night, half-asleep, Mrs. Zhou suddenly kicked her husband awake. He woke up and heard her say, "You say our fruit jam doesn't suit the Bai family's taste. Is it because the fruits are grown by ourselves and not picked from the deep mountains?"
Her husband groggily replied, "Would you dare to go to the deep mountains? Even Old Zheng only dares to venture a little inside. How many lives do you have to risk going there to pick fruits?"
"But Jiang Xiaomiao, she..."
Before Mrs. Zhou could finish, she was interrupted: "Jiang Xiaomiao also said that it was her father protecting her. He couldn't bear to see them, a widow and an orphan, being bullied and their lives hanging by a thread, so he pointed out a way for them to make money and protected Jiang Xiaomiao so she can safely go in and out of the mountain. What about you?"
