America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

If there's anything more memorable about a Montana morning than the cold, it's the languid feeling after being overindulged.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

This should have been a busy time for the rancher, but in Chen An's cabin, the curtains were still drawn tightly.

A unique musky scent permeated the air above the large bed in the bedroom.

Sarah looked like a Persian cat whose strength had been drained, her disheveled blonde hair covering the pillow.

Most of his body was outside the blanket, covered with some bluish-purple marks.

That's proof of the fierce fighting last night, or even this morning.

"Hmm... what time is it?"

Sarah opened her eyes groggily, her voice hoarse, as if she had grit in her throat.

"Ten o'clock. If you keep sleeping, those cows might learn to milk themselves."

Chen An's voice came from the doorway.

He was already dressed neatly in a smart work uniform, looking energetic and even more radiant than yesterday.

This is the advantage of a young 19-year-old's body—its amazing recovery ability.

"Oh my god... 10 o'clock?!"

Sarah cried out in surprise and tried to sit up, but a sudden weakness in her lower back made her fall heavily back onto the bed.

"Oh dear...you tireless little bull..."

She glared at Chen An reproachfully, but her eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

These three days are "undisturbed days." The children are not here, so she doesn't have to play the role of a dignified mother; she only needs to be Chen An's exclusive plaything.

"Drink this first."

Chen An walked over and handed her a cup of warm underground river water with brown sugar added.

"Then get up and get to work. Our automatic sprinkler system has to be up and running today."

Sarah took the water and sipped it.

The sweet liquid flowed down my throat and throughout my body, miraculously relieving a lot of fatigue.

"Yes, Master."

She licked her lips seductively and deliberately lifted the blanket in front of Chen An.

She displayed her still voluptuous and alluring body, bearing the marks of time, and slowly searched for her clothes.

………………

One o'clock in the afternoon.

The atmosphere inside the greenhouse was bustling with activity.

Although the outside was overcast, the small glass room was full of springtime warmth.

Chen An stood on the ladder and secured the last PVC water pipe to the steel frame of the ceiling.

Sarah was below, helping to pass tools and glue. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt by Chen An.

The hem was tied in a knot, revealing a section of her fair waist, and she wore extremely short hot pants.

A pair of fleshy thighs swayed back and forth right under Chen An's nose.

"Try opening the valve," Chen An ordered as he jumped down the ladder.

"Okay."

Sarah turned on the main valve connected to the water pump.

"Sizzle—"

A faint sound of flowing water was heard.

Immediately afterwards, the two rows of atomizing nozzles overhead began to work.

Fine, misty water sprayed down evenly, instantly enveloping the entire greenhouse in a hazy, humid atmosphere.

A chilling aura emanating from deep underground spread out.

The originally dry air becomes moist and cool, which is exactly the environment that wasabi likes best: cool, humid, and well-ventilated.

"Perfect."

As Chen An watched the green leaves unfurl in the mist, he seemed to hear the sound of gold coins falling into his pocket.

"Ann, look!" Sarah pointed to the few wasabi plants that were planted earliest in the corner.

"It looks like new leaves are about to grow. This is so fast, it's like it's blowing up a balloon."

"This is the effect we wanted."

Chen An put his arm around her shoulder and looked at the vibrant greenery.

"At this rate, we can harvest this batch tomorrow morning. Twenty pounds, that's four thousand dollars."

With their previous savings, they not only had enough to pay off the bank's late fees, but they even had a surplus of over a thousand dollars to help Sarah improve her life.

"That's great...that's really great..."

Sarah leaned against Chen An, her eyes reddening again.

She couldn't even imagine that just a few days ago, she was worried about whether she could buy milk for her child.

however.

The warm atmosphere didn't last long.

"Beep—beep—"

A piercing car horn blared at the farm gate.

Chen An frowned.

Through the greenhouse glass, he saw a white SUV with a "Flathead County Planning Dept" badge.

It was parked arrogantly behind his pickup truck, completely blocking the road.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, wearing a khaki uniform, carrying a briefcase, stepped out.

He took out his camera and started snapping away at Chen Ann's newly repaired roof and the greenhouse.

"Who is it this time?" Sarah nervously gripped Chen An's arm.

"Annoying flies."

Chen An chuckled coldly and patted her hand reassuringly. "Stay here and don't move. I'll handle it."

………………

Chen An pushed open the greenhouse door and walked towards the bald man.

"If I were you, I wouldn't keep taking pictures there," Chen An said in an unfriendly tone.

"This is private property, and I don't recall sending out any invitations."

The bald man stopped what he was doing, adjusted his glasses, and revealed an expression that was businesslike yet clearly malicious.

"I'm Gary, an enforcement officer with the county planning department. Someone reported that there have been illegal alterations and unauthorized buildings here."

Gary pointed to the roof. "That new roof, do you have a construction permit?"

He then pointed to the greenhouse behind him, "and this glass house."

"According to the county's land zoning law, this is agricultural land, and building this kind of greenhouse, which is 'potentially used for commercial planting,' requires a special permit and an environmental assessment."

"So?" Chen An crossed his arms and stood in front of the greenhouse entrance.

"So, I've already taken photos as evidence." Gary took out a yellow sheet, scribbled a few lines, and slapped it on Chen An's wooden door.

[Notice of Suspension of Work for Rectification]

"I am now issuing a rectification order here. That roof must be removed and the area restored to its original state, or you must go to the county to complete the necessary procedures and pay a fine."

"And this greenhouse, cease use immediately and dismantle it yourself within a week. Otherwise, we will enforce it and sue you."

After Gary finished speaking, he looked at Chen An triumphantly, "In addition, due to suspected illegal discharge of agricultural wastewater, we will cut off the municipal power supply to this area until the rectification is completed and the project is approved."

Illegal alterations? Demolition of greenhouses? Power outage?

If this combination of punches had hit an ordinary person, they would have panicked long ago.

Without electricity, the water pumps stop; if the greenhouse is dismantled, the wasabi is finished.

If the roof is torn down, and it rains in the next few days, the house will be ruined.

This was Smith's revenge.

You can drive people to their deaths without weapons, just with that damned bureaucracy and rules.

"Did Smith send you?" Chen An suddenly smiled, without the anger or pleading that Gary had expected.

Gary's eyes flickered. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just following the law."

"Act in accordance with the law? What a fine 'act in accordance with the law'!"