If something went wrong, he'd be able to blame it all on the eldest, putting the blame squarely on his shoulders.
Yeah, that's the plan.
With an idea in mind, Lin Lu looked at Lin Qingshan with an uncommonly tender expression.
At times like this, a son could be quite useful.
Lin Qingshan tensed up when he collided with his father's gaze, which might as well have been admiring treasure.
He had an ominous feeling.
He felt... he was probably about to be screwed over.
Lin Lu withdrew his gaze, not caring about his eldest son's thoughts, and spoke gently to Lin Tang:
"Tangtang, hand this job over to your big brother, let him handle it.
You're a girl, we don't do this kind of rough work!"
His words were coaxing as if he was cajoling a young girl.
Lin Tang's mouth curled up in a smile, "Alright, I'll listen to Dad."
After agreeing, the family headed to the backyard with great momentum.
"Tangtang, how should we do this?"
Lin Qingshan rolled up his sleeves.
