"Eating is less important than Sister Yingying's face, get out of the way." Mu Qingqing dragged Gou Dan aside and scolded him, making Gou Dan want to cry.
Mu Shuangshuang felt in her heart that this Mu Qingqing was trouble, much like her trouble-stirring mother, Mrs. Lin. This obvious way of speaking harshly made Mr. Mu's face turn dark.
"Qing, keep quiet. Dan, help Ying back and have your mother find a doctor."
On the ridge, there were more working families than just the Old Mu Family, so Mr. Mu decided not to argue over this, considering the family's reputation.
"Grandpa, Little Zhi's face is hurt too, should we let the doctor see it?"
Mu Shuangshuang led Little Zhi over. Because she had been crying, her eyes were a bit red. She looked up, showing Mr. Mu the blood-streaked marks from the straw.
"Right, today must be a doctor visit day? Everyone acting like missy over tiny injuries, throwing silver like water." Mu Qingqing spoke sourly.
