Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 485 Three Babies Digging for Houttuynia Cordata

“Dad, I remember when I was five years old, the company had some problems. You and Mom stayed at the company day and night to deal with the problems. It was very hard work. At that time, I even complained that you didn’t like me anymore.”

Mo Jiangnan is also reminiscing.

"Silly child, at that time we had to temporarily leave you to try and recover the company's losses, but didn't you have your grandma with you?"

"Yes, my grandma took care of me during that time until you revitalized the company, and then I returned to your side."

The father and son were reminiscing about the past.

"I remember, Mom's favorite food is crystal pig's trotters. Remind the village chief to prepare them tomorrow."

Lan Xinmei reminded her.

"Yes, daughter-in-law, you have such a good memory. You still remember what your mother-in-law liked to eat. Back then, she would often queue for hours at Lanxiang Pavilion just to get a taste of crystal pig's trotters. I wonder if that shop is still there now?"

Grandpa Mo seemed quite pleased when he mentioned this.

This time when he went back to his hometown, he wanted to eat many of the dishes again.

He hadn't eaten food from his hometown for many years, and he missed it a little.

"Dad, I guess that shop is probably gone now. It's been so many years."

Mo Jiangnan said.

"It's alright, we'll go to the main city of Yangzhou to eat another day."

"Okay."

"After we pay our respects to your mother, we'll go to Yangzhou to visit your third aunt and her family. I heard the old lady is still alive."

"Dad, are you talking about your third cousin, Mo Qing, who helped us?"

"Yes, I haven't seen her in a long time either. She and her descendants moved to Yangzhou city."

"Okay, but I can't remember what she looks like at all."

Mu Qianqian watched her father-in-law and grandfather chat about the people and things in their hometown, and felt a little emotional.

So many years have passed, and although Grandpa enjoys a life of wealth and status, what he misses most is still the people and things in his hometown.

Everyone says that fallen leaves return to their roots, and Grandpa must feel the same way!

"Honey, what are you thinking about?"

Mo Tingye noticed his wife was lost in thought and asked curiously.

“I was thinking, now that Grandpa is getting old, does he also want to return to his roots and spend his old age in peace?”

“That won’t do. There’s no one to take care of him back home, and the medical care there isn’t as good as in Country C. We won’t agree to that.”

"I was just guessing that Grandpa had this idea, why are you so nervous?"

"How can I not be nervous? He's my grandfather."

"Okay, I won't make wild guesses anymore. I've never been to the countryside before. How about we take the babies out for a walk?"

"Okay."

Mo Tingye agreed, told his family, and then led Mu Qianqian and the babies out of the ancestral home.

Zhuang Ziyan and Mo Tingfeng also came out, along with Mu Jinxi and Mo Tingyuan.

The other babies were all left with the nanny.

“Dad, Xinmei and I are going for a walk too. It’s been so long since we’ve been back. I wonder if the houses where I used to play when I was little are still there.”

"Go ahead, I'll rest for a bit and then come out to take a look too."

Mo Jiangnan pulled Lan Xinmei along as they left the ancestral home.

Outside the ancestral home, there is a large expanse of paddy fields, with some fruit trees nearby.

An unnamed flower is blooming brilliantly.

Every now and then, the fragrance of flowers wafts by.

The three babies were very excited.

They grew up in the city and had never seen such rural scenery before. They felt particularly comfortable and the air was especially fresh.

The three babies walked carefully along the ridge of the field.

"Brother, is this houttuynia cordata? And is this foxtail grass?"

Wanwan asked questions with her little mouth agape.

"Yes, that's right. I heard that houttuynia cordata is edible."

Hanhan also saw the clumps of houttuynia cordata on the ridge of the field.

"Big brother, second brother, should we dig some up and try it to see if it tastes good?"

Wanwan was eager to try.

"Okay, I heard it tastes awful. Are you sure you want to try it?"

Chenchen looked at him with a disgusted expression.

"You must be kids from the city, right? This houttuynia cordata is delicious when washed and served cold, or stewed with loach. We often dig it up to eat."

Not far away, a woman dressed as a peasant said.

"Yes, we are Mo family."

“The Mo family? They are nobles and great philanthropists who have helped our village. Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll give you tools to dig up houttuynia cordata, then I’ll wash it clean, make a cold salad, and bring it to you so you can try it. I live next door to your ancestral home.”

When the peasant woman heard that they were children of the Mohists, she immediately became very enthusiastic.

"Thank you, Auntie. We'd like to dig it ourselves."

Wanwan replied.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to dig. I have tools here, so you don't need to dig with your hands."

The peasant woman took out several small shovels from the basket on her back and handed them to the three babies.

We started teaching them how to dig up houttuynia cordata.

Wanwan dug up a few and shouted excitedly.

"Daddy, Mommy, come quick! I've found some houttuynia cordata!"

Mo Tingye and Mu Qianqian, who were strolling behind the ancestral home, came over when they heard Wanwan's call.

Seeing how enthusiastically the three babies were digging for houttuynia cordata, Mu Qianqian joined in.

Only Mo Tingye, looking at the dirty mud, dared not touch it.

He had been pampered since childhood and had never done anything like this before, so he was a little unaccustomed to it.

Before long, Lan Xinmei and Mo Jiangnan, Mo Tingfeng and Mo Tingyuan, Mo Jinxi, Zhuang Ziyan and the others also arrived.

"Don't just dig up houttuynia cordata, the mulberries on the mulberry trees are so sweet, and they're pesticide-free, natural fruit, they're delicious, you can pick some and try them."

As the farmer spoke, she picked a few dark mulberries from the mulberry tree on the edge of the field and put them in her mouth.

Seeing the look of enjoyment on her face, Hanhan tentatively picked one and mustered up the courage to put it in his mouth.

"Daddy and Mommy are really sweet, she wasn't lying."

"Hanhan, spit it out quickly, it hasn't been washed, it's not clean."

Lan Xinmei quickly called to her grandson.

"You just don't understand, do you? These mulberries are very clean, without pesticides, and they're often washed by rain. How are they dirty? You city people are just being fussy."

After the farmer finished speaking, she picked a few more and put them in her mouth.

Lan Xinmei winked at the family.

This implies that they should not believe the peasant woman's words.

"Mom, I'll pick some, take them home, wash them, and then eat them!"

Looking at the tempting mulberries, Mu Qianqian really wanted to eat them too.

"it is good."

The family stopped digging for houttuynia cordata and started picking mulberries.

"Pick more, wash them clean, and soak them in wine. It's very good for your health. The mulberry wine in city restaurants isn't even made from organic mulberries, and it's very expensive. Ours is organic."

The peasant woman said again.

"it is good."

After picking the mulberries, the family realized that their hands had changed color.

"Oh no, what do we do now?"

Mo Tingyuan grew anxious.

Her hands were covered in black sap; how could she hold the baby?

"It's okay, I can just wash it with water when I get home. Take the houttuynia cordata, wash it clean, make a cold salad, and I'll bring it to you."

"it is good."

The peasant woman picked up the houttuynia cordata she had dug up and went home.

Mo Tingye and Mu Qianqian, along with their family, returned to their ancestral home carrying mulberries.