章 135: Not Good

Mu Yangling went to the West Village to help for two days. On the third day, Madam Liu-Zhang brought her two sons over.

Mu Yangling did not ask Liu Lang and Liu Lun to plant the seeds. She only gave them a hoe and asked them to crush the clods of earth and flatten the ground with Xiuhong.

Liu Lang asked as he walked around the edge of the field, "This ground is considered flat now. What precious thing are you planning to plant? Should we flatten it further?"

"Just wheat. Continue flattening it. Can't you see that the clods of earth on the ground are too big? It's uncomfortable to walk barefoot on the ground."

Liu Lang pursed his lips. "Try finding a spot that doesn't hurt your feet."