Mu Shuangshuang cut a ridge of rice on the ridge of the field.
When he returned to the original place, he saw Lu Yuanfeng running out of breath.
His hands were empty, he didn't take anything.
Mu Shuangshuang put down the sickle in his hand, took a pot of water from the field ridge, and stepped forward.
"What are you doing that makes you out of breath?"
Ignoring wiping the sweat on his forehead, Lu Yuanfeng said: "I went back and counted it.
I still have two taels of silver, three sets of bows and arrows, four mud houses, one and a half acres of fields, and one acre of fish ponds.
Then there’s the vegetable garden.”
Lu Yuanfeng clearly gave Mu Shuangshuang all his belongings.
Mu Shuangshuang was just wondering when he saw Lu Yuanfeng and said, "Shuangshuang, my family only has so much property.
Although it is not enough, I want to get engaged with you first and earn some money later."
If you have enough money, I will go to your house to ask your third uncle, and your third aunt will ask them to marry you to me."
Lu Yuanfeng spoke very slowly, but he was very sincere.
Mu Shuangshuang sighed.
This boy must have been stimulated by Qian's words.
"Do you really want to marry me?"
Mu Shuangshuang asked seriously.
Lu Yuanfeng nodded solemnly: "Well, no matter what the price is, no matter what Shuangshuang asks me to do."
Lu Yuanfeng has identified with the girl in front of him all his life, no matter what, he will identify with it.
"If I were a woman with a vicious heart, a woman who specialized in defrauding you of money, and was lazy, would you still be willing to marry me?"
Mu Shuangshuang asked again.
"Yes."
After Lu Yuanfeng nodded heavily, he explained: "Shuangshuang is not that kind of person."
"Okay then, let's decide on the marriage in the twelfth lunar month.
When we are older, we will decide on a date to get married," Mu Shuangshuang said.
At this moment, Lu Yuanfeng realized that a lifetime of good luck was placed on today.
He looked at both of them in astonishment, with disbelief on his face.
A happy and sweet feeling came to my heart.
"Shuangshuang, you really didn't lie to me.
I wasn't dreaming."
Three questions in a row were enough to prove that Lu Yuanfeng was still excited.
"Of course, I'm not joking, but as my man, you must listen to me.
From now on, you are not allowed to be good to other women, you are not allowed to look at women who are prettier than me, and you are not allowed to get angry with me for other women."
Mu Shuangshuang didn't have the idea to marry Lu Yuanfeng just in a day or two.
She has no relationship experience, but she knows that she has dealt with many men in her previous life, but there has never been a man who made her feel as good as Fengzi.
In short, she has identified Fengzi.
Since Fengzi will be hers sooner or later, she has to protect her man and not let other wild flowers seduce him.
"I agree."
Lu Yuanfeng opened his mouth and laughed, looking as if he was stupid.
On the field ridge, everyone only saw Lu Yuanfeng and Mu Shuangshuang talking, but no one knew what they were talking about.
However, Yu Siniang was the mother of two people, and the happy look in her daughter's eyes gave her an idea.
It seems that the third house will have something happy soon.
After the matter was settled, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng had to work.
The two discussed it, and during lunch, they asked Yu Siniang to go to Matchmaker Sun to set a date for the engagement.
When that time comes, just invite a few acquaintances to have a meal and set off a few firecrackers.
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When the time comes to get married, make it a big deal.
Mu Shuangshuang began to cut the rice with a sickle again, and Lu Yuanfeng carried the rice to the field ridge with a load.
When it got dark, he used an ox cart to pull the rice to his yard or the public threshing field in the village.
Not to mention, there are not many people working in the third room, but the efficiency of the work is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Just like the people of the old Mu family, a room full of people are swarming in an acre of land to work, but the speed is as slow as a snail.
Mu Xiangxiang stood on the field ridge with a look of disgust on her face and refused to go down.
But if Mrs.
Mu is not here, who will cherish her?
"Dad, my little sister hasn't gone to the fields yet, so we won't do it either."
Mu Dazhong and Lin stood side by side.
After a while, the two of them together could not mow an inch of land.
As soon as the sickle goes down, it takes a rest for a stick of incense, which is longer than constipation.
The other rooms are not much better.
Mu Danian was sitting on the edge of the field as usual, not even the sun could shine on him.
Although Mu Dajiang of the fourth room works slower than others, he still retains his strength compared to the past.
Not to mention the two girls in the first house, they had never cut rice before and their gestures for holding a sickle were not right.
Mr.
Mu stood on the ridge of the field, his whole body smoldering.
He thought that it would be fine if he called the person out, but it turned out that he was not just playing in the fields.
Especially when Mr.
Mu looked up and saw the fertile farmland where his family used to live, where his third wife, Yu and Siniang, and both of them were working hard, he felt even worse in his heart.
Looking from the direction of Mr.
Mu, several ridges of rice had been mowed on that piece of land, and both Shuangshuang and Siniang were moving so fast that a ridge of rice was gone in a moment.
On the ridge of the field, the mounds of cut rice gradually built up like a hill.
Mr.
Mu suddenly felt a little sad.
His three sons, in terms of labor, were not available in ordinary people's families, but the work they did was not as good as that of a few children in the third room.
Sad Mr.
Mu himself didn't want to admit it.
After leaving the old Mu family, the three-bedroom house was getting better and better.
He built a house, bought land, and started a vegetable garden, plus the money earned by the three-bedroom house and his two girls from business.
The combined income of the old Mu family could not even match this.
And the old Mu family gradually became crooked because of the lack of a beam that could be used for work.
"Dad, why are you still not working?"
Mu Dazhong saw Mr.
Mu standing in the field and was afraid that he would have to work later, so he reminded Mr.
Mu aloud.
It was okay not to remind him, but when he was reminded, Mr.
Mu became completely angry.
"Second brother, you still have the nerve to say, look at how much the rice has been harvested in front of you, then look at how much the third room has done."
Mu Dazhong was scolded and replied unhappily: "If you like the third bedroom so much, just get the third bedroom back so that we can work and let us go home to rest and lie down to sleep."
"You beast, I'm going to kill you.
Get out of Old Mu's house.
You are not my son," Mr.
Mu yelled.
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Mu Dazhong softened his attitude.
"Dad, I'm joking.
We don't want to be so slow.
We really can't.
We weren't the ones who did the work of cutting rice before.
Why don't you call the people from the third room to come over and teach us?
They are so fast, maybe they have some knack.
If we knew it, wouldn't we be like them and just finish a few acres of land casually?"
Mu Dazhong's proposal made Mr.
Mu a little excited.
Also, there is no reason why the three-bedroom family can work quickly.
There must be some secret.
"You guys wait, I'll call Si Niang over to give you a demonstration":