The Mo Family's August was especially busy. Although Mo Yan didn't need to personally do the work in the orchard, rice fields, dry fields, and on the construction site, nor did she have to watch over it at every moment, there were some matters that required her decision, and if several things happened to coincide, it would be enough to keep her occupied.
She had originally planned to visit the villa to the south of the city on the tenth, stay for a couple days to change her mood. But she'd been too busy to go, leaving Xin Er, who had been looking forward to it, quite disappointed. Mo Yan could only spread her hands helplessly and promise that she would definitely visit after she was less busy.
That day, Mo Yan held a pen and account book in the yard, tallying basket after basket of freshly picked fruit. Watching the bamboo baskets full of fruit piling up in the majority of the yard, her smile never faded from her face.
