"Sister, come on, come on! It's really fun!"

Dongzi heard the sound of searching behind him and couldn't help but turn around.

When he saw Song Qingci being pulled by Xunxun, his eyes suddenly widened, and he finally realized what had happened.

"Song, Miss Song, Feng, Fengxun, aren't you guys leaving?"

Feng Xun was furious when he heard this, and he put his hands on his hips and cursed, "Why, is it an eyesore for you to leave? Then just bear with it!"

Dongzi: "...I, I don't mean that. I, I just don't want to believe it, Fengxun, you're not leaving? You really aren't leaving?"

Song Qingci looked at his dazed look, and couldn't help but smile, deliberately teasing him, "Dongzi, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Dongzi's face turned red, but he couldn't say that he was stung by a wasp.

Feng Xun came over and supported Song Qingci, "Miss, let's go. Why bother with irrelevant people?"

Dongzi scratched his head and turned to ask the people around him, "Do you know what happened?"

What did he miss last night?

Men really shouldn't shed tears, as it will affect the overall situation.

When Dongzi finally realized that Feng Xun was going to stay on the mountain, he jumped up, ran through the crowded crowd and headed straight for Feng Xun.

Song Qingci looked at the lively crowd beating drums and gongs. Although he didn't quite understand why they celebrated the first snow of winter as a grand festival, he was still infected by their joy.

But she didn't see her "third uncle".

She is still waiting for Mr. Fu San to help deliver the letter!

Besides, in such a lively occasion, shouldn’t he say a few words?

Mr. Fu San was talking to Fu An at the place where he was recuperating.

"Miss Song is not leaving?" Fu An looked at Mr. Fu San's still bandaged finger with excitement in his eyes.

He said that Song Qingci should not be let go.

She can't leave until at least San Ye's fingers recover.

But Mr. Fu San refused to ask him to stay.

These days, Fu An has been suffering from inflammation and his mouth is full of blisters.

So when he heard that Song Qingci was going to stay, he was really excited.

Mr. Fu San naturally understood his thoughts and said, "Since she said my hand is fine, then it's fine. She has something going on at home and can't come to pick her up for the time being."

This is also the reason why he came to see Fu An early this morning.

"An, how much do you know about the Song family?"

Fu An thought about it seriously and said, "After she came to you for help, I was ordered to investigate the Song family. Miss Song has an older brother, an older sister, and a younger brother, but her brothers and sisters were all adopted by Madam Song..."

However, Xu Youyou treats the adopted children as her own.

The relationship between brothers and sisters is also very deep.

"Song Mingqian was educated, but because he came from a merchant family, he didn't take the imperial examinations. He later donated money to become a minor official in charge of water conservancy, with no merit or fault."

"Xu Jinzhu is a powerful figure who is responsible for managing the Song family's business."

Many shopkeepers would tremble at the mention of Miss Xu.

"Miss Song's brother was still very young at the time, maybe only four or five years old. It wasn't a big deal, but he also started his enlightenment."

Listening to Fu An's words, Master Fu San tapped the table with his left hand.

Xu Jinzhu is a powerful woman who is in charge of the Song family business, but now she is blinded by love.

It is indeed a big deal for the Song family.

But he couldn't understand why Xu Youyou would lie and say that they knew each other or were even good friends?

How did she know herself?

Did he know his true identity, or had he heard of his reputation in the underworld?

The three words Song Qingci says most often are "My mother said", which shows that she has deep feelings for Xu Youyou.

But Xu Youyou refused to come. Was it because her eldest daughter really needed her more, or had she given up on the younger girl?

If it is the latter, then the little girl is a bit pitiful.

Especially since she still doesn't know it.

What Mr. Fu San mainly wanted to confirm was this one thing - whether Song Qingci had been abandoned by her family.

But there was too little information, so he couldn't be sure even after asking.

"Have I ever dealt with Mrs. Song in the past?" Mr. Fu San asked again.

Fu An pondered for a long moment and then said, "If you say there is, then it can be said that. There was once a reward for the troops. That year, the cotton-padded clothes were especially thick, and the cattle and sheep sent were also especially fat. The soldiers were very satisfied. Do you remember?"

Mr. Fu San nodded.

He remembers.

That year, when the list of rewards from the imperial court was delivered, there was no surprise.

Everyone was somewhat dissatisfied with this, because two great victories were won that year, so everyone had higher expectations for rewards from the court.

But after the rewards arrived, everyone found that the quantity was about the same as in previous years, but the quality was far better than in previous years.

That cotton-padded jacket is bulging, it really shows that they are willing to add cotton into it, and it’s all new cotton.

As for the cattle and sheep, as the saying goes, all businessmen are dishonest, the ones delivered in previous years were all lean and lean, mainly relying on quantity. Unexpectedly, this year, the quality has been greatly improved.

"Later, you asked your subordinates to inquire which merchants were responsible for the supplies that year..."

As a rule, the imperial court paid for the supplies for the three armies and handed them over to merchants for supply.

Everyone is well aware of the interests involved.

The King of Zhenbei is not omnipotent, he also has to accept the reality of being skinned.

"That year, it was the Song family." Mr. Fu San remembered.

"Yeah. It's a pity that there was no Song family anymore."

This was the most recent contact Fu An could think of with Xu Youyou.

However, these cannot lead to the conclusion that she has a friendship with Mr. Fu Sanye.

Mr. Fu San nodded to indicate that he understood and would wait and see.

The people of the Song family would not let the little girl stay in the mountains forever, they would always come to pick her up.

Fu An asked tentatively, "I can't go home. Is Miss Song okay now?"

"It's okay." Master Fu San said, "Except for a few unexpected things."

It's a bit embarrassing.

"She is a silly girl." Fu An commented.

Silly and innocent.

But it's not annoying.

"She has lived in a honeypot since she was a child, and has been loved by everyone. It's good enough that she hasn't been spoiled." said Mr. Fu San.

What's more, the little girl is strong-willed and decisive.

In her, Mr. Fu San seemed to see Jin Yue's best future.

Of course, he didn't have that much money.

After seeing Song Qingci, he reflected on his past care for Jin Yue and realized how to treat her better.

"The Third Master is particularly tolerant of her." Fu An said.

Mr. Fu San didn't say anything, but his expression was very gentle.

As they were talking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Third Master, Third Master, are you there?" someone shouted from outside.

"I'm here." Master Fu San stood up, the gentleness on his face fading. "Are they fighting again?"

The training was good, but when the men were together, fights always broke out and they could not be stopped.

"No, no, it's the people from the Crow's Nest who are here!"