Marry Me Quick

Chapter 646 She Does Know How to Give Orders

They had their meal and went to shower before resting in their room.

By the time they woke up, it was already dusk.

Ziyue checked the time on her handphone and realized it was almost five.

As they neared the end of summer, the weather was no longer scorching hot when it turned five o'clock in the

evening.

Muchen was in deep slumber, not showing signs of waking up anytime soon.

Ziyue moved his hands away from her waist softly and discreetly without waking him up. She then lifted the quilt to

get out of bed.

A gust of wind blew into the room when she opened the windows.

The pleasant air breeze felt refreshing to the touch. She decided to open all the other windows to let the cold wind

in and turned off the air conditioner.

After that, she turned around to look at Muchen. He was still fast asleep.

She went to the bedside and stared at him for a short moment before changing out of her old clothes and going

downstairs.

It was a modest house with a warm and welcoming interior. They stayed on the second floor, while the old couple

stayed on the first. Their legs were weak, so it was difficult for them to climb the stairs. Moreover, they were not

keen on walking upstairs.

"This hasn't ripened. Why did you pick it?"

"That's impossible! It's not sour anymore. We just had it yesterday."

"The one I ate was sour."

"Why do you have such picky taste buds?"

"Old coot!"

Ziyue walked down to the first floor and heard a commotion happening. She could tell from the voices that it was

the old married couple.

She followed the source of the noise and saw them picking pears underneath a pear tree.

The pear tree was huge. The old married couple was too long in the tooth to climb the pear tree. Hence, they made

a tool specially used to pick the fruit.

It was a long pole with a sickle tied to the end. Directly underneath the sickle was a basket that could catch the pear

as soon as it was cut with the sickle.

Ziyue was amused by the tool.

"Grandma Qi, what are you doing?" Muchen had previously mentioned to her that the old grandpa had the surname

Qi.

"Yueyue, come over here! We're picking some pears. They're really sweet." As soon as Grandma Qi saw her, she

waved at her enthusiastically.

Ziyue was momentarily stunned with the nickname Grandma Qi had called her by. After a while, she finally regained

her senses and walked towards her.

"Weren't you saying that they were too sour just now?" Grandpa Qi was strenuously picking the pears and couldn't

help but sneer at her sudden change of attitude.

Hearing his interjections, Grandma Qi glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Grandpa Qi pouted his lips and murmured silently to himself before he continued to pick the pears.

Ziyue was humored by the way the old couple interacted. She found them adorable.

She noticed that Grandpa Qi was struggling to pick the pears. So Ziyue walked nearer to him and offered to help,

"Grandpa Qi, let me help you."

"How would a young lady like you know how to do these things? Let me do it." Grandpa Qi was firmly opposed to

letting her pick the pears.

"Don't worry. I have good eyesight, and it isn't difficult." It didn't look too difficult for an inexperienced person like

herself.

Grandpa Qi gazed at her in disbelief. "If you could pick a pear, I'll bring you to the sea to catch fish tomorrow."

When Grandma Qi heard how he challenged her, she slapped his back and reprimanded him, "What nonsense are

you saying? How could a young lady go to the sea? Also, what will you do out there with your frail body?"

The old couple kept bickering with each other, but the atmosphere was warm and cozy.

Ziyue heart fluttered with a sudden thought. How great would it be if she could spend her golden age with Muchen

in a place with a beautiful landscape like this?

They both ended up getting into another round of bickering while conversing with each other

Ziyue walked over without saying anything and took over Grandpa Qi in picking the pears.

The old couple was too focused on their conversation. After a short while, they finally realized that Ziyue had

already started picking the fruit. They anxiously advised her, "Be careful and hold onto the pole firmly. Make sure

you don't trip."

"I'm okay."

Ziyue was clenching her jaws as she held onto the pole. It looked easy when she observed it from afar.

However, she could feel the strain in her arms and was slowly losing balance.

"Be careful!"

Grandpa Qi was as agile as a squirrel when he caught the pole, preventing her from tripping.

"I'll do it."

This time, Ziyue didn't try to refute him. She let him take the reigns as she sat by the side, peacefully eating her

pears.

These pear trees were all planted by Grandma Qi. Every fruit was extraordinarily fresh and had no harmful

pesticides, like the ones sold at the grocer. Ziyue couldn't help herself and munch on the juicy pears.

"Ziyue!"

Suddenly, Muchen's voice traveled into the garden.

Ziyue, who had just taken a bite of the pear, quickly replied to Muchen as soon as she heard his voice, "Muchen,

we're picking pears in the garden."

After a while, Muchen walked out of the house and into the garden.

He was amazed by the sight of a lady sitting on a rock as she nibbled a pear. Occasionally, she would steal a glance

at Grandpa Qi picking pears from the tree; the corner of her lips lifted into a meaningful smile as she made her

observations known. The lush greenery surrounded them on all sides, the air leaving a pleasant taste in their

mouths. In Muchen's eyes, they were the very picture of a nostalgic fairy tale from a bygone era.

As soon as she lifted her head, Ziyue saw him.

He hadn't changed out of his old clothes, and his hair looked long as he hadn't trimmed them for a long time. His

messy hair showed that he was in a rush to find her when he realized she was not in bed.

Ziyue scampered to him with the pear in one hand and made him follow her by grabbing his hand with her other

hand. "Quick, give a hand to Grandpa Qi."

Muchen sauntered behind her. He tilted his head and saw her lips covered with pear juice. He then murmured, "She

does know how to give orders."

Ziyue giggled and shoved the pear into his mouth. "Try some. It's delicious."

Muchen arched his brows and scoffed, "The skin's not peeled."

Ziyue was about to reply, "It's fine if you don't want it," but Muchen took the pear and rotated it to take a bite of the

part that Ziyue had nibbled on before.

A flush crept up on Ziyue's face at his bold actions.

It was usual for them to share a pear, but she had angled it so he could take a bite from the part she hadn't eaten.

Nevertheless, he purposely ate the part she had bitten. And he did it in front of the old couple.

The heat on her cheeks grew warmer.

"It's sweet. Not bad." Muchen munched on the pear and passed the remaining pear to her. He walked straight to

Grandpa Qi and offered him help, "How many more do you need? Let me help you."

Ziyue was dumbfounded, and she stayed silent.

She had to accept that she wasn't good at picking pears.

Muchen was tall and strong. Even though the pole was long, it didn't bother him at all.

Besides the first few failed attempts, he had easily picked the rest of the pears.

The sun was sinking below the horizon when Grandma Qi finally said, "We'll return home to prepare dinner. Two of

you can have fun outside. I'll get the old man to call you when dinner's ready."

Before they could reply, Grandma Qi had already pulled Grandpa Qi to the house, leaving them to stare in

bewilderment at each other.

"Why do I feel like Grandma Qi treats us like kids?" Ziyue muttered. She felt awkward after the old folks abruptly left

them alone.