Chapter 351
"No, there are so many grapes here that are waiting to be picked. Why do you want to pick those at the
highest point?” Summer asked, with no hesitation.
"Because those grapes are red and big. I want those.” Charlotte was insistent, looking at the grapes at
the highest point.
"I would weigh down Mark,” Summer said in a soft voice.
When Charlotte was about to speak, a deep voice drifted over. "You won''t. Just climb onto my back.”
Charlotte nodded her head like a chick. "Mark is a man, and Mommy won’t weigh him down, just like a
monster can''t beat Ultraman, and Mommy can''t weigh down Mark."
Summer really did not know whether tough or cry upon hearing Charlotte’s logic. She wondered what
was going on in her little head.
She could understand why a child would think this way. But why would Mark also want to echo what
Charlotte said?
"Charlotte, stop messing around. The grapes here are big, too. Let''s pick the grapes here, okay?” "No."
Charlotte''s voice was loud. She turned away to
ignore Summer. She was apparently angry.
"Charlotte, I am getting angry." Summer raised her voice.
"It is obviously your fault, yet you get angry. Had I grown as tall as you, I wouldn''t have to ask for your
help." She raised her voice again and then ignored the two of them.
Mark came up and stood in front of Summer, then squatted down. "Climb onto my shoulders."
Who was he to order her around? Summer nced at him and ignored him.
Mark narrowed his eyes and nced at her with an impassive face. He then spread her legs with his
hands and lifted her on his shoulders, and stood up.
Summer was stunned when she was lifted off the ground. She was embarrassed and panicked. "Mark!"
"Hold tight. Don''t say I didn’t warn you," he said in a deep voice as his lips curled up.
As she wobbled on his shoulders, she quickly gripped his hair with both hands to bnce herself and
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gritted her teeth. "Mark, put me down."
"Awesome, Mark! Awesome! Don''t let Mommy down!" Charlotte was excited, not forgetting to urge her
mom. "Pick the grapes, Mommy. Otherwise, Mark won''t let you down."
Now the two of them were apparently on the same side, and Summer was on her own.
"Mark!" She forced her voice through her teeth, pulling hard at his hair, as if she was venting angers at
him.
He seemed to feel no pain. Instead, he was cool about i t and even gave her a kind reminder. "You
have two choices. One is to continue this stalemate, and two is t o pick the grapes quickly, and then it
will end."
Summer wished she could smack him on the head.
And Charlotte was still urging her on, her face flushing under the scorching sun.
Finally, Summer chose topromise.
Mark''s tall and steady body stood straight while Summer was sitting on his shoulders.
Meanwhile, Charlotte was excitedly giving instructions under the grape trellis. "On the left, Mommy!
Right, Mommy!"