After picking up a lucky girl, all the beasts line up to come to your door

"What are you doing?" Mu Baobao subconsciously pulled Zheng Xingguang to hide aside.

She looked at these people with a defensive look, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"

These people are from the village and don’t have much contact with her family.

What happened today that made me come to her house?

As soon as Zheng Xingguang pulled Mu Baobao behind him, he saw Zhu and others holding Mu Baobao far away, as if they were afraid that something might happen to her.

He felt relieved and turned to look at the villagers unhappily, "What's the matter with you?"

The leading villager was a middle-aged man with a dark face and a panicked expression.

He rubbed his hands and lowered his head humbly, "Well, young master, can you buy my daughter?"

As he spoke, he pushed his nine-year-old daughter in front of Zheng Xingguang and said, "My daughter is very capable. She is the boss at home and in the fields."

"Besides, she is very sensible and obedient and would never do anything she shouldn't do."

Zheng Xingguang would not buy anyone, especially in a situation like this, he would not agree to it.

"If you want to sell your daughter, go to the pawnshop. I won't buy her."

After saying that, he was about to go find Mu Baobao.

But the middle-aged man grabbed her trouser leg and begged her bitterly, "Young Master, please buy her."

"If the young master doesn't buy her, her grandmother will sell her to a widower as a wife."

Zheng Xingguang's eyebrows were tightly knitted together, his face showing a hint of anger. "As a father, you can't even save your own daughter, and you're still expecting others to save her."

The middle-aged man wiped his tears and said, "Young Master, I really can't help it..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhu. "What do you mean there's no way? You want to sell your daughter for fame and fortune. Do you think no one knows?"

Zhu spat at him a few times, her face full of disgust, "If you really want to save your daughter, just split up the family, or make trouble with your mother."

"Did you do that?"

"You just want to use this incident to sell your daughter for fame and fortune."

Baby Mu opened his big, curious eyes and watched the fun.

The other members of the Mu family pointed and talked.

"We're all from the same village, everyone knows you. Why are you pretending to be a kind father?"

"That's right. When your mother beats and scolds your wife and children, you never come to her aid."

The middle-aged man blushed, but he did not leave. He continued to beg Zheng Xingguang, "Young Master, please be kind enough to help my daughter."

He has always wanted to find a good family for his daughter.

After the young master came to the village, he had been keeping an eye on him, but he never found a good opportunity.

Zheng Xingguang was already extremely impatient.

He snapped his fingers.

Then a guard appeared in front of him.

The guard bowed respectfully: "Sir."

Zheng Xingguang pointed at the middle-aged man and suppressed his anger, "Throw him out!"

"Go tell the village chief that if anyone tries to use my daughter to plot against me again, I won't just throw them away. I'll send them straight to the county jail."

The guards obeyed the order.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man and his family to react, he knocked them unconscious.

Then, they dragged the man out like a dead dog.

Zheng Xingguang's mood improved a little. If he hadn't been concerned about the baby, he would have gotten angry long ago.

These people dream unrealistic dreams all day long.

For a daughter from an ordinary family, it is impossible to cross the class barrier unless she is particularly outstanding in some aspect.

……

at dusk.

Mu Baobao sat next to Zhu, watching her sew clothes. "Grandma, who are you making this for?"

"I made it for your elder brother and the others." Zhu used a needle to work on her hair and then made clothes skillfully.

"Baby, your older brother and his friends are going to private school, so they need nice clothes."

"When I have some cloth, I'll make you one too."

But Mu Baobao said very sensibly, "Grandma, I don't want it."

"I have so many clothes, more than I can wear. I'm growing so fast, and it would be a waste to make too many clothes."

This is not food, why do you need so much?

Zhu could probably guess what her granddaughter was thinking and laughed at her, "Baby is so sensible."

Mu Baobao had just chuckled twice when he heard the voice of his second brother.

"Sir, I heard you are very good at martial arts. Can you teach us?"

Mu Baobao turned his head and saw his second brother and his men surrounding Cheng Zishi, looking at him as if they were looking at something strange.

Immediately, she ran to Cheng Zishi and asked, "Uncle, if I ask you to teach my second brother and the others, how much money will it cost?"

At this point, she patted her chest and said, "I have money."

At this time, Xiaobai and Xiaohua walked slowly, as if they were taking a stroll.

It seems that he was not affected by the kidnapping incident.

Mu Baobao squatted down, touched Xiaobai, and then touched Xiaohua.

"Xiaobai, Xiaohua, you are not allowed to leave the house, otherwise it will easily cause trouble."

Xiaobai and Xiaohua squatted at her feet, wagging their tails lazily.

The little girl got along very well with the little white tiger and the calico cat, casting long shadows on them in the sunset.

In the farmyard, the family would chat from time to time, or gather together to talk about sewing clothes.

Everything seems so peaceful and beautiful.

This scene made Cheng Zishi more envious and yearning. What a wonderful home.

"Little sister, it's not about money."

Mu Baobao didn't quite understand. "If it's not a matter of money, what else could it be?"

"Money is the biggest problem."

Cheng Zishi's expression froze. "For you, money is the biggest problem."

Mu Baobao disagreed, "Uncle, what you said is not right."

"Money is the biggest problem for everyone."

This was the first time Cheng Zishi heard such words. After a slight pause, he smiled and said, "Little sister, rich people don't have to worry about money."

Mu Baobao has his own theory. "But rich people also have to make money. If they don't make money, they will be broke too."

"So, they are still short of money."

Cheng Zishi was stunned again.

He just looked at the wooden baby, not knowing what he was thinking.

Baby Mu stretched out his little paw and waved it in front of him, "Uncle, why are you silent again?"

Cheng Zishi didn't answer her.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes his face looked serious, and sometimes he sighed, as if he had encountered a big problem in life.

Mu Baobao looked confused.

She turned to look at Mu Niuniu and the others, pointed at Cheng Zishi, and asked, "Second brother, what happened to uncle?"

Mu Niuniu shrugged, indicating that he was not sure. "Maybe, sir, you have encountered a problem."

"It's a difficult problem?" Mu Baobao was particularly confused. "Is it harder than making money?"

She held her chin with both hands and couldn't help sighing, "It's really hard to make money."

"Last time we sold barbecue, we didn't make much money."