"Dad, what are you doing? You know that Third Branch brat and how protective she is. You're sending me to die, I won't go."
Mu Dazhong deliberately complained loudly to Mr. Mu.
Mu Dazhong is his own son, Mr. Mu knew his crafty nature, but the situation was urgent, and the messenger might have other tasks to do, so he said, "Don't talk nonsense with your dad. I'll ask your mother to weigh out two ounces of meat to make some snacks for you."
Upon hearing about the meat, Mu Dazhong stopped fussing and trotted off to the third branch.
Unexpectedly, the third branch was bustling at that moment.
Mu Shuangshuang had been thinking about buying the dry land for a long time, even the silver was prepared.
Coincidentally, Liu Zian was teaching three kids at Lu Yuanfeng's house today, and Yu Liulang had almost finished work in Mu Shuangshuang's field. With nothing else to do, they decided to discuss buying the land today.
