Lu Yuanfeng was not silent this time. He directly said, "I’m a man. When going shopping, it’s only natural that I spend money. If I took a girl’s money, people would laugh at me."
The two of them each had their point, and neither was willing to back down.
Ah Ru, on the side, found it both amusing and touching.
She had been in business for so long and had never seen a situation where they weren’t a couple, weren’t siblings, yet paid for each other’s things.
Moreover, both Shuangshuang and Fengzi had a rare sincerity in their eyes.
Especially Fengzi; the way he looked at Shuangshuang was clearly full of fondness, while Shuangshuang’s gaze at Fengzi was more pure, at least without as much affection.
Well, she would consider it a good deed; hopefully, it could lead to a marriage.
"Shuangshuang, take your silver back. There’s no sense in a girl spending money on a boy, and Fengzi is willing to spend money on you; you should be happy."
"Exactly, Sister Shuangshuang, let my second brother pay. He’s more than happy to spend on you."
Yuanbao seized the chance to chime in; he was thinking for his second brother, so distracted even when talking to Little Zhi. Later, he would definitely make his second brother buy something delicious.
Mu Shuangshuang blushed slightly, worried that Ah Ru and Yuanbao might say something even more outrageous, so she temporarily accepted Fengzi’s goodwill.
Sigh, does this mean she owes someone a favor again?
Right now, Mu Shuangshuang hadn’t settled down yet. If it were modern times, she would let Lu Yuanfeng pay without a second thought.
After all, a few clothes wouldn’t cost much. However, in ancient times, these fabrics were like gold, frighteningly expensive.
Fortunately, there were plenty of gains this time. Mu Shuangshuang left the fabric at Ah Ru’s store and took the three little ones to stroll around town.
Perhaps because the double cropping season in some places was coming to an end, the streets suddenly had more peddlers wandering around. They each carried their wares, calling out to you with clear, melodious voices as they passed by.
Little Zhi, holding Mu Shuangshuang’s hand, called to her looking at a sugar-coated hawthorn vendor. "Sister, sugar hawthorn. I want to eat sugar hawthorn."
"Little Zhi..." Beside them, young and mature Xiao Han stopped Mu Shuangshuang.
They had just spent so much money on clothes, who knows when they could earn it back; they shouldn’t spend anymore.
"Xiao Han, it’s okay. It’s rare for your sister to take you all out shopping; anything you want to eat, your sister will buy for you."
"But sister, Brother Yuanfeng has already spent so much silver." Xiao Han lowered his head, looking at his toes.
He didn’t want to spend Lu Yuanfeng’s silver.
"You’re right, Brother Yuanfeng has spent quite a bit, so the snack money should be on sister. Fengzi, you have no objections, right?" Mu Shuangshuang smiled faintly, her eyes full of mischief.
Lu Yuanfeng suddenly felt a sense of relief. Spending the girl’s money was fine, at least Shuangshuang was happy.
"Then, on food, Shuangshuang pays."
"That’s more like it. Let’s go get something delicious!"
Third Branch of the Old Mu Family!
When Mu Dashan and Yu Si Niang saw Shuangshuang off, they fed some tender meat to Little Black from the bucket. Little Black took a couple of bites and then stopped, raising its head to look helplessly at the beam of the roof. It seemed a bit melancholic.
It was an abandoned black mink. Its owner went out shopping without taking it, leaving it home alone, bored and only able to catch mice for fun.
But the last mouse in the Old Mu Family was played to death by it early this morning, and there would no longer be any mice to accompany it through dull times.
In the eyes of Yu Si Niang and Mu Dashan, Little Black had always been like a weasel. Initially, they were quite against Shuangshuang raising it, after all, it was the first time they had ever seen a black-furred weasel.
Fortunately, Little Black brought much joy to the family, like now, its frustrated look genuinely amused Yu Si Niang and Mu Dashan.
After laughing, Mu Dashan couldn’t help but sigh.
"Si Niang, you see, if we can tame a chicken-stealing weasel, why can’t we manage to settle people?"
It was no wonder Mu Dashan sighed; this morning, the whole family had agreed last night to go to Dahuo Village to discuss with Zhuangzi’s mother about temporarily bringing Xiao Mizi back, but everyone delayed and no one was willing to go.
No work was done, no matter settled, leaving anyone feeling uncomfortable.
"Shuangshuang’s father, let’s not worry about it. If even his second brother’s family won’t go, how can others help him go?"
"It’s not that I want to meddle, I just feel that Shuangshuang is right. Such a simple matter, yet no one is willing to step up, alas..."