Chapter 349


    The leaves were emerald green, and under the sunlight, its greenery was in full disy; the leaves


    rustled at the gentle breeze, and the grapes dangled in the air like crystals.


    The air was filled with the scent of grapes, apanied by the scent of nature; it was very aromatic.


    She turned and saw that he was at a booth beside them, and in it sat a middle-aged man.


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    He took out fifty dors from his wallet and handed it t o the man; in return, he picked up three baskets,


    tworge and a small one.


    Charlotte could no longer hold her excitement. She wanted to get down and struggled to free herself


    from her embrace.


    Summer bent down to let her stand on her feet. The notice board read adult tickets, twenty dors per


    person; children, half price.


    There were extra charges for eating grapes; for takeaway, it would be measured by kilograms; tiny


    grapes cost six dors per kilogram;rge grapes and raisins cost twelve dors per kilogram.


    The price was reasonable; furthermore, the grapes were very fresh. Moreover, a child could enjoy the


    hands-on experience and excitement; it was like


    hitting three birds with a stone, and very worthwhile indeed.


    Charlotte had already hurried over to Mark and took the small pink basket from him. She didn''t cease


    to smile. "Uncle, you''re the best!"


    Mark''s sullen expression finally brightened at her words; he walked up to Summer and gave her the


    other basket.


    But instead of looking at him, she looked sideways as she received the basket from him.


    His eyes fixed on her, and they squinted.


    Charlotte couldn''t be bothered by their interaction; like a kite flying freely, she dashed toward a rack,


    and a children song echoed in the wind. ''A little maiden with her basket is picking grapes; her dress


    floating through the vineyard in the afternoon; the grapes she picked were many, countless as the stars


    in the sky!"


    As she listened to her daughter''s modified version of the song, Summer''s weariness was wiped out


    instantly; she let out a burst ofughter; she was indeed a bubbly and cheerful child!


    Mark was allured and charmed by her fair and graceful appearance and the slightly visible curl on her


    lips.


    Summer noticed his gaze but ignored him entirely like thin air and chased after Charlotte.


    At first, the little one was full of excitement, but when she arrived at a rack, she stood there frozen, like


    a wilted eggnt.


    She looked discouraged and pouted as she tip-toed and reached out her short arms. "Mommy, I can''t


    reach them."


    Summer chuckled and carried her in her arms; her smile returned, and her little hands began picking


    the grapes.


    Above them were green vines and bunches of purple grapes; both mother and daughter shared the


    same heartwarming smile as they stood beneath the grapevines.


    Mark''s anger slowly faded and was reced with a gentle,forting, and satisfying feeling.


    Handing some grapes she picked to Summer, she lovingly pecked Summer twice on her cheeks and


    said sweetly, “Mommy, let me sing you another song."


    "I''ve listened to your song just now; can we sing a new song?"


    "Sure..." she chirped and began to sing in her tender voice. "Look, look, we''re looking for grapes, here''s


    a big one; let''s take a bow, shake our hands, and pick another big bunch of grapes!"


    Summer couldn''t help but let out a tiny cough and praised, "Wow Charlotte! That was amazing!"