Little Zhi's cheerful shout carried a special infectious energy.
Xiao Han and Shuangshuang followed her instructions, stepped forward to find, but Xiao Han was too anxious and accidentally fell into the field. When he got back up, he already looked like a mud person.
"Haha, Brother Xiao Han turned into a mud person, Brother Xiao Han turned into a mud person."
Mu Xiaohan wiped the mud off his face, saw Little Zhi laughing so happily, he couldn't help joining in the laughter.
Children are just children, a tiny thing can make them laugh endlessly.
Mu Shuangshuang joined the laughter, her hands moved swiftly, and along with Mu Dajiang, they picked through an acre of ground, harvesting about a dozen small loaches and three small eels. They weren't big, but definitely enough for a meal.
"Sis, are we still following Fourth Uncle?"
Mu Dajiang had switched tasks by now, and he was probably going to plow the field soon, which would take him a while to finish an acre.
