Song Qingci locked himself in the yard and was so idle that he almost became exhausted.

There was really nothing else to do, so she could only go into the kitchen and concentrate on studying cooking.

As the head of the family, Mr. Fu Sanye would receive a portion of any good things from the mountains as a tribute.

Therefore, he really has no shortage of ingredients.

Since he didn't do it, Song Qingci would take the initiative to help him and take a share of the wages.

Does she think this deal is mutually beneficial?

Since Mr. Fu San had no objection, she took it as his consent.

Generally speaking, if Mr. Fu San doesn't go home for lunch, Song Qingci will take charge of breakfast and dinner.

But they don't eat together.

Although they live under the same roof, sometimes they don't see each other for a whole day.

After Song Qingci prepares the meal, Feng Xun will bring it over; after Mr. Fu Sanye finishes eating, Feng Xun will go to clean up the dishes.

It took Song Qingci ten days to figure out Mr. Fu Sanye's food preferences based on the leftovers.

To her surprise, Mr. Fu San's taste was very light.

He doesn't like things with strong flavors.

——The exact opposite of Song Qingci.

But it doesn’t matter. Song Qingci has plenty of time, so just do them separately.

She also made her own soap nuts for washing clothes.

She had seen her mother do it before, so she had a general idea of ​​it, but she was not proficient in it. After trying many times, she was able to make a soap bean that was barely formed.

But there is a problem. She clearly put fresh flowers in the paste, thinking it would have a floral scent, but when it came out, the taste became so weird?

Feng Xun sniffed and said, "Miss, are you sure this will work? Why does this smell like broth?"

Song Qingci: "...I smelled it too, it's so strange. But, I guess I can use it for now."

You know what, even though it smells weird, it’s actually pretty useful for washing clothes!

The clothes that were soiled by Songzi's dirty little paws last night were washed clean.

Song Qingci washed all the dirty clothes, including underwear, and then watched them floating in the sun and being exposed to the sun, and his mood was warm and comfortable.

She took Feng Xun to the gate to do needlework.

She was about to go home, and she wanted to make a set of clothes for each of her parents.

There is no good fabric to be bought in the mountains, but it is still a token of her love.

She swore she had been watching closely.

As a result, after waiting for more than an hour, when the clothes were dry, she got up to fold them up, but she couldn't find her bellyband!

Oh my god!

She was blocking the door. Could someone have jumped over the wall to get in?

First of all, underwear is important, and it is annoying when it disappears.

Secondly, that bellyband is the only item she owns that has a "built-in mechanism" that can hide banknotes!

Fortunately, she took out the banknotes while washing clothes, and they were now hidden in her sleeves.

But if the thief discovered the "secret", would he think that she was hiding something and continue to stare at her?

"Girl, could it be that it was blown away by the wind?" Feng Xun asked.

Song Qingci nodded.

She thought so too, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

"I'll go out and look for it!" Feng Xun volunteered.

"Okay, but don't go too far," Song Qingci said, "It's not that important."

Things are dead, people are alive.

At worst, she could just sew a pocket on her other underwear to hold the banknotes.

When someone picked it up and asked who it belonged to, she refused to admit it. Who can come forward to identify her?

As long as she is shameless enough, no one can humiliate her.

Feng Xun agreed and ran out to look around.

Song Qingci looked around the yard, searching all the flowers and grass, and even clearing all the rat holes.

"Woof woof, woof woof——" Pekingese came out of Mr. Fu Sanye's house, saw her in the yard, and started barking at her.

Song Qingci: "Don't make a fuss, Songzi is not here today."

No one knows what's going on between the two of them. Maybe they are enemies from their previous lives? They fight as soon as they meet.

Pekingese circled around Song Qingci and then walked out proudly.

This broken dog looks down on people and only licks Master Fu San.

Song Qingci and Feng searched for a long time but still couldn't find the mysteriously missing bellyband.

Finally she gave up.

Forget it, it’s just a small piece of clothing.

What can I do?

She wasn't some lady from a wealthy family here, and if someone picked up her underwear, she would lose her reputation...

Anyway, she doesn't recognize it, so it works here.

Song Qingci is a very realistic person. After he figured it out, he really stopped thinking about it.

As the setting sun filled the courtyard, smoke curled up and Master Fu San walked in, bathed in a glow of sunset.

The Pekingese dog happily led the way in front of him, looking so proud.

Song Qingci came out to pour water and happened to meet his eyes.

"Tonight I made stir-fried yam with black fungus, steamed sea bass, and stewed pork ribs with winter melon... Datou sent the sea bass, but I forgot about the pork ribs..."

She has poor direction, face blindness, and can't remember people's names.

Her mother often lamented, "My daughter, if it weren't for your face that looks so much like mine, I would have thought you were switched! How could I, such a smart and capable person, give birth to such a fool like you!"

At that time, there was a smile in my mother's eyes.

Even though she was a little confused, she received such deep love from her mother.

"Yeah." Mr. Fu San was as frugal with his words as usual.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his face and his clothes were a little dirty.

Song Qingci thought that it must be those teenage boys on the mountain who were pestering him to teach them kung fu.

"I still have to go to the kitchen to work for a while, please do as you please, Third Master."

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