"I have a reason for asking you to do this. You don't need to understand. Just do it." said Mr. Fu San.

"Oh, okay."

It is wrong to question idols.

So Dongzi agreed readily.

Anyway, this matter doesn't sound difficult, and it doesn't harm anyone. Maybe it's just the "interest" between these two people, so Dongzi decided to cooperate.

"Third Master, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

He was staring at Feng Xun today, but he was following the orders of the Third Master, and suddenly he felt that he was not so despicable.

Oh, yes, he was not staring at Feng Xun, but at Miss Song.

But Feng Xun is like Miss Song’s tail, all the same, all the same.

However, Mr. Fu San did not let him go.

"Don't be in a hurry, show me first."

Dongzi: ???

What the hell!

Do we need to rehearse for such a small thing?

How much do you look down on him?

But the Third Master said, so let’s just act it out.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu San dug a big hole for him.

The first time, Mr. Fu San said that he was not excited enough when he entered the door, so he tried again.

The second time, Mr. Fu San said that he did not perform the feeling of seeing Song Qingci but being too excited to say hello, so he did it again.

The third time, Mr. Fu San said that he did not hold the letter tightly with both hands, so he tried again.

If he didn't take it, Song Qingci would think that someone else had read it, which would be embarrassing, and he would also have to worry about others mentioning the contents of the letter to him.

So the best thing would be that the letter only passed through Dongzi's hands and was delivered to him under her nose.

And he handed it to her without even looking at it.

Dongzi swore that if the person in front of him was not Mr. Fu San, but anyone else, he would have overturned the table.

——You have a request, and you have already said it all. Now you correct it bit by bit. Isn't that embarrassing?

Dongzi practiced for a full half hour before Mr. Fu San finally nodded reluctantly.

If Dongzi were pardoned, he would run away.

God, he regretted ever entering the door.

When the Third Master said "he is the only one", he was definitely trying to confuse him first and then set a trap for him.

"Come back." said Mr. Fu San.

Dongzi came back immediately, "Third Master, do you have any other instructions?"

But please don't let him act anymore, he's not good at this job!

"I have a few more words to tell you."

Dongzi was in a dilemma and said, "Master San, just give your orders."

"Miss Song, I'm sure I'll ask you how you discovered these things later. You need to know how to answer."

Mr. Fu Sanye thought of all the details.

Dongzi practiced for almost half an hour and was finally released this time.

But after he walked out, he remembered that the Third Master did not give him the thing!

It must be because there are too many banknotes and they are worried about his rough personality.

"Third Master, when the show is almost over, I'll come back to get your things!"

"Um."

Dongzi then ran away.

Mr. Fu San thought about it carefully again and confirmed that there seemed to be no omissions, so he felt relieved.

Song Qingci was heartless and believed in the Third Master. Since he had gotten his promise, today's pork would taste as delicious as yesterday's.

I just ate a little too much and felt full.

When they came back, the "good show" began.

Dongzi was very helpful and did not make any mistakes, and he successfully handed the things to Mr. Fu Sanye.

It happened so quickly that Song Qingci pounced on Mr. Fu San like a hungry tiger and "grabbed" the thing.

Dongzi was stunned.

What are these two people doing?

The Third Master had clearly already obtained the things in advance, so why didn't he give them directly to Miss Song, instead of going through all this trouble by using his own hands?

Miss Song, why are you so excited?

She didn't even raise her eyelids when she received the 20,000 taels of silver before.

What could have made her so excited?

Dongzi was puzzled.

But the Third Master was happy, Miss Song was happy, Feng Xun was happy, everyone was happy, so he was happy too.

Song Qingci checked the letter her mother wrote to her. Fortunately, everything was there, nothing was missing. She finally felt relieved.

As for the silver notes, they are not that important.

She solemnly thanked Mr. Fu San and Dongzi.

Dongzi felt embarrassed, scratched his head, and waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't thank me, just thank the Third Master."

If this gets exposed in the future, don't blame me, just blame the Third Master.

I feel like this matter could easily be brought up again in the future.

After Song Qingci returned to his house, he burned the letter from his mother, burned it!

She would never allow these "troubles" to happen again.

Fortunately, the most beautiful word in the world is called "false alarm". This time, good things finally happened to her.

Feng Xun said: "Miss, why don't you ask who stole your things?"

She wanted to ask, but Dongzi said he had something to do and ran away.

Is there something wrong?

Why is Feng Xun so unconvinced?

She looked at Dongzi as if she felt guilty.

"I don't know, and it doesn't matter. The Third Master will take care of it anyway." Song Qingci said as she stir-fried her pig's tail in front of the small stove.

No matter what, I must add this dish to Mr. Fu San to thank him for his great kindness. It is like giving me a new life.

If it gets out, she really won't want to live anymore.

Song Qingci also decided that she would write a letter to her mother in the evening, seriously "criticizing" her and asking her not to speak or write nonsense in the future.

Her daughter is still living under someone else's roof!

As a result, just as she started to braise the pig's tail, Jin Ge's special voice came from outside.

Oh my god!

You are really my mother!

I just filled the hole and you quickly dug another one.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!