Question: How did the pig die?

Answer: Stupid.

Song Qingci felt like he was that stupid pig.

Ahhhhh, she only thought that the banknote was lost, it was not something she could not afford to lose, but she did not remember that she also lost the letter her mother wrote to her!

The key point is, my mother said so much nonsense in the letter!

For example, how to take down Mr. Fu Sanye.

For example, some wet temptation...

If Mr. Fu San really caught the thief, wouldn't the letters also fall into his hands?

If Master Fu San saw those letters...

Ahhhhh, Song Qingci wanted to escape overnight.

This shame is unprecedented and will never be repeated.

In particular, after her mother wrote these nonsense, she was really scared by a little green snake while taking a bath.

Would Mr. Fu San misunderstand and think that she directed and acted in this whole thing just to seduce him?

This possibility is almost 100%, okay?

I don’t want to live anymore!

If possible, Song Qingci is willing to take 200,000 taels and negotiate with the thief to buy the letter back.

Really, she never breaks her promise.

Ah! There are so many paths in this world, but not one of them is her path to survival!

Song Qingci didn't want to live anymore.

It's okay, don't panic, stay calm when encountering problems.

Song Qingci bit his fingers and silently comforted himself. There was a huge sea of ​​people, and there were thousands of people on the mountain!

Where to catch the thief?

Especially at that time, everyone was eating and chatting happily, who would care who was absent?

Where can we investigate such an unsolved case?

It can’t be found. Mr. Fu Sanye definitely can’t find it.

But there was another ignorant little person in my heart grumbling: You underestimate Mr. Fu San. He is so confident, maybe he already has someone he suspects in his mind!

Song Qingci: No, we have to go.

Can she go and call Feng Xun now and run away overnight?

Oh, no, Feng Xun has to say goodbye to Dongzi at least.

As expected, men can only affect the speed of escape.

No, she won’t run. The thief hasn’t been caught, so why is she panicking?

Things may still be changing!

Can I catch him, can’t I catch him... Two little guys were fighting in Song Qingci’s mind.

Suddenly, she felt a dark shadow flash by outside.

After living in the same yard for a long time, she became familiar with it.

If she guessed correctly, this should be the elusive Fu An.

Why are you running around in the yard in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Could it be that he caught the thief?

If that was the case, Song Qingci felt that Fu An was truly her nemesis.

Fu An, I am your savior, you can't repay kindness with evil!

It's so cold, why don't you stop hanging around outside and go back to lie down and take some sleep?

I'll protect the Third Master for you, okay?

Even though Song Qingci didn't commit a thief, he still felt guilty and couldn't help but wonder what Fu An was going to do.

She really couldn't lie there any longer, so she got up on tiptoe, walked to the window in her slippers, pushed it open a little, and put her eyes close to it.

It was dark in Master Fu San's room.

It seems that she was overthinking it?

Fu An was just on a routine inspection!

That's good, that's good.

Now whoever catches the thief will be her enemy, and they are irreconcilable!

Song Qingci closed the window and went back to lying on the bed.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, just pretend that he can’t be caught.

Besides, even if he was caught, Mr. Fu San probably wouldn't look through the stolen goods so carefully.

The correct thing to do would be to ask her to check what she lost, right?

Well, that's it.

After comforting himself, Song Qingci hugged the quilt and fell asleep again in a daze.

This time she was determined not to dream about Master Fu San, as it was scary. She wanted to think about something nice, like hatching chicks, or playing with children...

"Third Master?" Fu An's voice was very low, and there was confusion in his tone.

He was about to turn on the lamp when Mr. Fu San held his hand in the darkness.

Mr. Fu San didn't say anything.

After a while, he let go of his hand, picked up the tinder himself and lit the oil lamp.

Fu An was puzzled, but didn't dare to ask.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Fu San put away the tinder and put it back to its original place.

He is a very organized person who likes cleanliness and keeps his things in perfect order.

Fu An's eyes were originally fixed on his right hand, but he quickly came back to his senses after hearing this, "Third Master, the man has been caught and the interrogation is complete."

"What did you say?"

"He first went to your room, but didn't dare to rummage around, fearing you'd find him. Then he went to Miss Song's room, originally just wanting to flip through some books, but ended up finding some banknotes..."

After seeing the amount of the banknote, the man lost his composure and turned Song Qingci's house upside down like a madman.

"He was originally going to go to the back mountain, but after getting the banknotes, he just wanted to run away... Our people kept watching him and caught him when they saw him going down the mountain and about to run out of the Huaishan boundary marker."

It turned out that this little thief was not from Huaishan, but a spy sent by Zhao Yuanshuo from Laowuwo.

Zhao Yuanshuo has had a hard time recently.

Because Mr. Fu Sanye "bribed" other strongholds with money and materials, Zhao Yuanshuo was the most dissatisfied with him, so he resisted the pressure and refused to submit.

He didn't give in, and Mr. Fu Sanye didn't force him, but he also wouldn't give any help to Laowuwo.

The starving bandits in Lao Crow's Nest were not happy about this.

The people next door and the people next door are all eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks. The aroma of the pig-killing dishes is about to waft over here, and they are eating grass roots here?

Why should everyone suffer for your desire for power?

Zhao Yuanshuo could hardly hold it back anymore.

He was unwilling to accept it.

He was jealous of Mr. Fu San, so he absolutely refused to bow down to him.

So when he heard that Huaishan had started slaughtering pigs today, he sent a smart guy to sneak into Huaishan and asked him to steal things from Master Fu Sanye's yard.

It would be best if you could steal some silver, but if you can't, stealing some information would be fine too.

He then took advantage of the situation, sowed discord, and caused Huaishan to fight with other strongholds, and reaped the benefits.

In short, Mr. Fu San can't be made comfortable.

What he didn't know was that all this was happening right under the nose of Master Fu San.

It was Master Fu San who put the person on the mountain.

From beginning to end, there were people following the spy.

No one expected that the spy would be stunned by the huge amount of money in Song Qingci's house and would even run away.

Mr. Fu San was not surprised.

"All the banknotes have been recovered." Fu An's head was almost lowered to his chest.

His reaction is abnormal.

Mr. Fu San felt a little strange.

"What's wrong? Just say what you want to say." He doesn't like people beating around the bush.

Fu An bit his lip, not daring to look up. After a long while, he said with difficulty, "Third Master, I think Miss Song is a good person. She helped you with your hand treatment and generously donated money to help you... She is younger than you, after all. If she makes any mistakes, please teach her slowly and don't be angry with her."

The sun rises from the west?

Fu An has always avoided Song Qingci like the plague, and urged himself to stay away from her, for fear that he would be involved with her.

Why did you suddenly change your words today?

Something is wrong.

Something must have happened that he didn't know about.

Fu An: Indeed...