Feng Xun angrily told the story of how he saved someone but was knocked unconscious instead.

She was quite aggressive, her hands on her hips as she cursed, "Don't let me catch him. Do you really think I can't find him out just because he's some lousy secret guard? Just wait, I'm definitely going to find him!"

Then he pointed at his nose and scolded him. Isn't that ungrateful?

She rescued a dog and the dog wagged its tail at her!

He is worse than an animal.

Feng Xun scolded the man harshly with spit flying everywhere, and his mouth was dry.

Song Qingci listened and laughed from the side. The feud was settled.

She thought, wouldn't Dongzi be so angry that he would lose his temper for the beauty he loved?

Unexpectedly, Dongzi became awkward and pulled Fengxun aside to talk.

Feng Xun struggled: "What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Song Qingci went to the kitchen to clean up.

Feng Xun is basically the one who does the dishes and pots, but she is not good at putting things away. Song Qingci has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder when it comes to storage.

Her things must be kept in perfect order. This may be a problem she was born with, and her mother is the same.

After a while, she suddenly heard Feng Xun cursing outside.

She leaned out and saw Feng Xun kicking Dongzi while cursing, "Did you forget to bring an umbrella on a rainy day? If you chopped off your head, you could pour out two pounds of water!"

Dongzi dodged while smiling apologetically, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all my fault."

It would be fine if these two were just flirting, but Feng Xun actually kicked someone, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.

"Feng Xun." Song Qingci couldn't help but speak, scolding, "Don't always bully Dongzi."

"Girl!" Feng Xun stamped his feet in anger. "Don't be fooled by his honest appearance. Do you know what he just said to me?"

It's so embarrassing and infuriating.

No, she had to continue beating people, otherwise she wouldn't be able to vent her anger.

"I said, it's a precaution, not that you are really together with Fu An." Dongzi explained while running.

Song Qingci:?

What is this all about?

Isn’t Feng Xun so angry about Fu An that he’s fuming?

How to get along with Fu An?

She also felt that Dongzi's brain wasn't working very well.

"I'll just beat you to death." Feng Xun picked up the big broom.

Dongzi was running around the yard with his head in his hands. "Don't hit my face. That scratch will disfigure me."

"It's ruined, so you don't have to try to deceive a little girl with your human face and pig brain!"

"No, something like this really happened on the mountain." Dongzi said aggrievedly.

"You guys are so powerful in the mountains, why don't you go to heaven?" Feng Xun cursed, hands on his hips, "Can you beat me into a wife? Pah! Two idiots together will give birth to a bunch of idiots!"

"Doesn't that mean that beating is love and scolding is affection?"

Song Qingci finally understood. It turned out that Dongzi was worried that Feng Xun and Fu An would develop something in the future because of what happened today?

Wow, he is quite good at imagination. It would be a waste of his talent if he doesn't write a storybook.

It was normal for the two of them to fight and play, so Song Qingci ignored it. After packing up his things, he went back to play with Songzi.

Songzi looked at the dark outside and hurried out again.

"You go out every day, aren't you playing around?" Song Qingci scolded with a smile, "When I go down the mountain and go home, are you going to stay on the mountain?"

Songzi shook his tail to express his dissatisfaction.

It has something to say.

It gestured for a long time.

Song Qingci understood: "You mean, there's going to be a heavy rain soon, and it's going to last for several days, and you won't be able to go out and play then?"

Songzi nodded.

As a proud sable, it is not afraid of rain at all.

However, ever since I dyed my hair, I have been carrying a psychological burden.

It can't be exposed!

"Is it true?" Song Qingci didn't believe it.

Songzi pretended to be angry.

Why don't you believe it, huh!

"Then go ahead." Song Qingci waved his hand and let it go.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Feng Xun was victorious. He lifted the curtain and came in. Seeing Song Qingci was thinking about something, he couldn't help but ask.

"Matsuko told me that there will be continuous heavy rain in the next few days."

"Oh, what shall we do? The crops on the mountain haven't been harvested yet!"

The autumn harvest is not yet completely over and still needs to be dried.

The food was just enough to fill our stomachs and we couldn't afford to lose it.

After several years of experience in Liaodong, although Song Qingci had not suffered much, he knew the sufferings of the world.

Rations are indeed important.

"I'll mention it to Third Master when he comes back," she said.

Believe it or not, let him choose.

These people on the mountain were originally his responsibility.

"If you want to rush the harvest," Feng Xun said, "I can go and help. When I was in the village, I was used to doing this kind of thing."

Song Qingci said: "I can also try."

Feng Xun waved her hands repeatedly: "How can you do farm work? I can do it myself."

"It's okay for me to go with the kid." Song Qingci said a little guiltily.

She really doesn't know how to do farm work, but she can help.

"If it doesn't work, I can cook for everyone."

"That's really not possible," Feng Xun said. "You waste a lot of oil when cooking. Why do you think those brats always scramble for whatever you fry? Yes, your cooking is delicious, but the most important thing is that they're grabbing it for the oil! Fried shoe soles are delicious too!"

Song Qingci: "...Yes, I'm wasting oil."

She has tried her best to be low-key, but in some areas, she is still unconsciously driven by her previous habits.

This is not good, she needs to change.

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