When Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng arrived, Mu Dalang had only turned over a small part of the land.
There was still a large piece of wasteland waiting to be cultivated.
But there was no other way; the pigsty had to be built on this garden plot.
"Brother..." Mu Shuangshuang called out Mu Dalang's name.
Mu Dalang quickly put down his work. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at the two in astonishment and said, "Shuangshuang, Yuan Feng, why are you here?"
At this moment, it was the peak time for the construction of the pigsty, and Mu Dalang never expected Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng to come.
Nor did he expect that they would roll up their sleeves and jump right into the garden to start working.
Lu Yuanfeng grabbed a hoe, while Mu Shuangshuang took a sickle to cut the grass, with Lu Yuanfeng digging the soil behind her.
The two got into the swing of things as soon as they arrived, not showing a hint of hesitation.
Mu Dalang felt a bit guilty.
