As April arrives, the village’s live-streaming vegetable sales happen once a day, and everyone is excitedly scrambling for goods daily. Meanwhile, the long dog matchmaking event has finally reached its conclusion. But this conclusion isn’t bleak; instead, it’s rather fulfilling. The dogs have been filled out, and their owners too. Half of the people, needing to return to work, only stayed for three days and left their dogs with Brother Xiaosun. The other half are financially comfortable and leisure-rich, enjoying freedom in life. So, they started to make a fuss at the ranch. To be precise, they started fussing over the dogs. While making a fuss, they still sighed; in the past, when arranging matchmaking, both families would agree to take the dogs to a suitable place—animal affection is direct and simple; usually, half a day is enough. Then everyone goes home without delaying anything. This time, however, people came for matchmaking and even planned a weekend getaway, right? Two days, even for troublesome dogs, should be enough to settle things, right? But after arriving, they all became confused. Firstly, they didn’t expect others’ dogs to look better than what they saw in the video, and secondly, they hadn’t expected them to be so smart; practically, every dog was as smart as a Border Collie. Thirdly, they thought conditions would be harsh, considering they had to stay in dormitories and eat at a cafeteria. But after arriving, they slept soundly and woke early morning, strolling around the mountains and enjoying delicious meals. After staying for two days over the weekend, on Monday, they simply didn’t want to go back to work. So, half-heartedly borrowing the matter of the dogs, they either extended their leave or outright skipped work. After a week, everyone looked rosy and had radiating spirits! Wow, this is what living well is supposed to be! Compared to this effect, all the fuss they made over food and drinks, can that be considered a good life? Now, neither the dogs want to leave nor do the people. Apart from the daily quarrels due to uneven allocation, the dog owners also see them running freely across the vast Riverside Beach, with the wind brushing their glossy fur like fine silk floating leisurely. The dogs, with mouths open, tongues hanging out, eyes gleaming, wagging tails—all exhibiting joy and happiness. Ugh... So sad, why can’t they have their own estate? The owners’ sorrows vary, but the dogs have another vibrant charm. The standout among them is Princess. At four years old, she’s in her prime, neither bouncy like young dogs nor sluggishly aged. The custom silver floral eyepatch on her left eye does nothing to diminish her poise and grandeur, along with stable compassion. Plus, the Wolf Qing breed’s excellence, making her a top beauty even among dogs. Hence, only three dogs follow her around the entire ranch: German Shepherd Ares, German Shepherd Jin Wu, and Wolf Qing Jump Jump. Princess truly lives up to her name. As a princess, she’s naturally pursued by other dogs. Just three? It’s no big deal. Her Highness Princess showers her affections equally, and accompanying four dogs doesn’t show any particular focus or bias. For this reason, when the three dogs competed, their owners almost went to blows. Two German Shepherds, one Wolf Qing, they already look alike. Kids are hard to tell apart, and having two same-breed dads... What if a pup is born a German Shepherd, whose child is it then? When the four dogs gathered to sniff around, the three owners began arguing by the riverbank, voices rising, fighting over potential puppies as though arguing over an inheritance. Those capable of raising such big dogs—keeping them so well—essentially aren’t lacking in puppy money. It’s just heartache; dog sons painstakingly raised to want some grandpuppies—why not? Why are there two other competitors? All three had similar thoughts; two big men and a young woman argue fiercely, not conceding. Others stood by watching the excitement; those also caught in disputes glanced over, suddenly feeling their own issues weren’t so big. Look, three dogs compete, two are the same breed. Here, two dogs—some are different breeds... Comparatively, isn’t the dispute here smaller? Brother Xiaosun was worried till his head pounded; all are his VIP clients, he can’t afford to take sides. Zhang Yanping, busy with the homestay, hadn’t visited Riverside Beach to check on the matchmaking progress for quite some time. Now, only Zhang Wang’s family shoveling dung, and two brothers focused on taking care of the calves were there. To sum up, Dog Brother was feeling quite bitter! Just then, a white figure with flapping wings suddenly charged into the fray, causing such a clamor that everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and even the dogs instinctively moved aside. No other—maintaining ranch security is Big White’s job. Seeing someone about to fight, it stood its ground! Just three little insignificant two-legged beasts want to tussle under Big White’s mighty rule? No chance whatsoever! By the time Chen Chi came out from the cow pen, the three quarrelling individuals had been chased away by Big White, no longer daring to gather again. Its pliers-like goose beak shadowed their buttocks, making any puppy argument unimportant. Among the Riverside Beach’s chill wind, everyone shouted: "Maybe we should let it go; the dog hasn’t even given birth yet. Let’s talk when they’re born!" On the other side, similarly chased ashore by Goose Sister, a big fellow quickly raised a white flag. Among the three, spared due to insufficient goose coverage, the young girl patted her chest: "Maybe I should quit the fight. Our Jump Jump is still young, jumping all over. Taking care of it alone is tiring enough; you two can split the kids." Sigh! With only a two hundred square home and no separate yard, taking Jump Jump out always feels unfair to it. Better not raise another one. Jump Jump has a tiny heart. A biological one won’t do. More so... what if it’s not biological? Overall, the girl backed out, leaving the battlefield to the two big fellows, making it much simpler. After all, one named their dog the War God Ares, the other the Guardian Jin Wu, showcasing their hope for great achievements! Now the issue arises, several dog battlefields on Riverside Beach; who gets the puppy? Dog Brother, helplessly, sought Song Tan, the words "worried face" almost engraved on his face: "You see, if there are two dads or three dads, how do we allocate the kids?" Money doesn’t resolve it. For more chapters visıt 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵 Originally, a dog owner could get one puppy, but here, with an extra one not belonging to them, who compensates? And why should anyone compensate? Who would willingly accept that? Not short of money, but can’t lose face!