"Dad, what are you doing? You know that Third Branch brat and how protective she is. You’re sending 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 ssenger 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 at to make so snacks for you."
Upon hearing about the at, Mu Dazhong stopped fussing and trotted off to the third branch.
Unexpectedly, the third branch was bustling at that mont.
Mu Shuangshuang had been thinking about buying the dry land for a long ti, 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.
Fu Wu originally didn’t want to co. Last ti his daughter was beaten by Old Mrs. Mu, he swore never to deal with the Mu Family and would not get involved in their affairs.
But Mu Shuangshuang personally visited him with so ho-grown vegetables and freshly made rice puffs. She stated repeatedly that the third branch had separated from the Mu Family, and the land purchase was their own business that wouldn’t be controlled by the Mu Family.
Only then did Fu Wu co to discuss the land purchase for the Third Branch of the Mu Family.
A few people sat in the courtyard, chatting.
On the Eight Immortals table in front of them were the sunflower seeds and peanuts Mu Shuangshuang had just bought through soone.
As for snacks, they were biscuits Mu Shuangshuang had made herself, shaped by hand and fried, crispy with a hint of sugar. Fu Wu had one and liked it.
He directly said he wanted Mu Shuangshuang to co to his house and teach his daughter to make them.
"Da Shan, I’m a straightforward person. I ca today only because of Shuangshuang."
"You should have heard about my daughter and your mother. I said long ago that I won’t do work for the Mu Family anymore, not for any amount of money."
Mu Dashan looked awkward. He knew when his daughter ntioned the incident from the Qixi Festival night, his mother ssed things up, and they probably wouldn’t be able to invite Fu Wu for affairs concerning the fields.
Today, when Shuangshuang and Fengzi planned to buy dry land, Mu Dashan hesitated, fearing rejection. Little did he know, his daughter managed to invite him over.
"Brother Fu Wu is right, my... mother was too rash, I apologize on her behalf..."
Mu Dashan’s words were interrupted.
"Alright, I don’t want to bring it up again, but I’m willing to help with a condition."
Fu Wu couldn’t let go of the incident of his daughter being beaten. Although he couldn’t really confront the elderly Old Mrs. Mu, that incident was sothing Mr. Mu never directly addressed him about.
Trying to sweep the matter under the rug wasn’t right.
"Brother Fu Wu, please tell ..." Mu Dashan lowered his head, face pale.
This made him very nervous, fearing that Fu Wu wouldn’t help.
Nowadays, anyone buying or selling land couldn’t do without Fu Wu. Going to the governnt office to register the land purchased was nearly impossible without him; otherwise, privately it would take a lot of trouble.
Things might not even get done.
"You should write the deed in Shuang’s na. Otherwise, your parents might interfere."
After hearing Fu Wu’s words, Mu Shuangshuang’s appreciation for Fu Wu increased.
Typically, such words are hurtful, but Fu Wu said it anyway.
It proved his disdain for the Mu Family was deep-rooted.
And anyone who disliked the Mu Family was sure to be liked by Mu Shuangshuang.
There’s an old saying: the enemy of your enemy is your friend.
Upon hearing the condition, Mu Dashan relaxed instead and nodded without hesitation. "This land was bought by Shuang; it’s right to write her na on the deed."
"Does Shuang have any objections?" Fu Wu turned and asked Mu Shuangshuang.
Mu Shuangshuang had planned exactly this from the start; she wouldn’t write her parents’ nas on the deed to prevent them from being fooled by the Mu Family and losing the land.
"No objections!" Mu Shuangshuang said.
"Since that’s settled, let talk about the dry land in my hand."
Discussing his profession brought a more serious look to Fu Wu’s face.
"Currently, the land around here in Er Gui Village is the least fertile, apart from the dozen or so acres held by the Wang Family, and my own and Mr. Mu’s few acres; the rest can’t really be considered good land."
Land represents wealth, and the poverty of Er Gui Village folks has its reason; poor land doesn’t yield good harvests.
"So what do you an?" Mu Dashan asked politely, keeping his breath light in front of Fu Wu, afraid even to anger him and lose the privilege of buying land.
Yu Liulang and Feng Xiaohua listened quietly on the side, without saying a word.
Lu Yuanfeng let Mu Shuangshuang decide everything.
Yu Si Niang was in the kitchen preparing dinner for tonight.
Since Liu Zian would return tonight, the Liu Family Village isn’t far from here but still takes so ti, so Yu Si Niang was planning to cook earlier.
"Buy land in Tie Dao Village, Old Liu has five acres of dry land that he’s looking to sell."
"Old Liu?" Lu Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows.
In Tie Dao Village, Lu Yuanfeng wasn’t familiar with many aside from Chen Hong’s family.
Wasn’t Old Liu’s land treated as a treasure?
How could he bear to sell it?
Knowing that Lu Yuanfeng was acquainted with Old Liu, Fu Wu didn’t hold back.
"What else, Old Liu had several months’ worth of chickens stolen, grown feathers and all, he got so angry he fell ill and hasn’t recovered yet."
Sohow, Mu Shuangshuang linked this matter to Mu Danian.
Back then, Mu Danian captured a chick that had grown feathers.
And Mu Danian frequently visited Tie Dao Village where Chen Hong lived, he liked theft and sneaking around, surely Mu Danian did it.
"Uncle Fu, did the thief leave any clues?" Mu Shuangshuang asked concernedly.
"There are no clues, but Old Liu claid those chickens were marked, and if he saw them again, he’d recognize them."
"What mark?"
Mu Shuangshuang asked, and everyone froze, fearing Fu Wu’s displeasure, Mu Dashan quickly said, "Shuang, don’t ask Uncle Fu Wu, it’s not..."
"Da Shan, it’s fine, don’t bla the child! Old Liu said he marked the chicks on their belly with a spot of cinnabar. Just flip them over and you’ll see."
Mu Shuangshuang beca more certain.
The chicken from the Mu Family that ca over to steal food, she saw, had a red belly.
"What’s up, Shuang, do you know sothing? If you know, you can tell . I can get Old Liu to reduce the land price for you!"
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