"No, no, many people had lunch here at noon and got stomachaches when they went back!" Dongzi's face turned red with anxiety.

Song Qingci and Feng Xun had just arrived, so it would have been nice for them to cook a meal for everyone.

But if everyone fell down during the first meal, what would others think?

Is this a spy coming up the mountain to poison people?

Song Qingci, who had just been reminding himself to keep a low profile, was also stunned.

Beef bone soup and flatbread are suitable for people of all ages and should not make you sick.

When she did this, she also fully considered the safety of the food.

She was afraid that someone would not eat well during the first meal.

Even if only one person has a stomachache, it's not a good thing.

Now, she has knocked down a lot of...

God really can't bear to see her do well.

But as long as you don't do something wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Song Qingci said calmly: "Let's go out and see what's going on."

The incident was quite serious. More than a dozen people had diarrhea and were exhausted. They were all holding up their pants and looked listless.

Mr. Fu San is here too.

After Song Qingci took everyone's pulse, he already had an idea of ​​what was going on. He asked Feng Xun to go out and find some Su Ye, and then come back to boil some water to stop the diarrhea for everyone.

Someone couldn't help but complain, "Miss Song, we don't dare to eat your food anymore."

Although they didn't exaggerate and say that Song Qingci was a spy, they already showed distrust.

Mr. Fu San also looked at Song Qingci. Although he didn't say anything, there was a questioning look in his eyes.

Song Qingci spoke slowly, "Not everyone has diarrhea, right?"

That's true.

No one denied it.

"Those of you who have diarrhea, think carefully. When you leave me, have you all eaten plums?" Song Qingci asked.

Plum?

Those who had stomachache thought about it and nodded.

However, some people were still unconvinced: "You must have heard that we went out to eat plums, so you said that on purpose."

This statement is obviously untenable.

Song Qingci said calmly, "Those who ate the plums got stomach upset, but those who didn't eat didn't. Is that right? And the plums weren't given to you by me."

Someone said, "But no one has ever said that after drinking beef bone soup and eating a flatbread, you can't eat plums. Besides, even if that's true, shouldn't the girl have warned you?"

"I really didn't remind you, because eating plums is really harmless."

When everyone heard Song Qingci's confusing words, they couldn't help but ask, "Does Miss Song know what she's talking about?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you went out and saw someone picking plums. But in fact, he didn't pick plums, but dogwood. Ox bones and dogwood are a magical laxative."

The dogwood fruit itself can be eaten, but eating one after drinking beef bone soup can clear out ten years of stool.

The matter was finally clarified, and everyone knew it was a misunderstanding. They felt very embarrassed for having misunderstood Song Qingci.

Song Qingci didn't take it to heart, and told everyone to go back and drink some perilla leaf water, add some salt water, and have a good rest.

Mr. Fu San looked at her with a deep gaze.

Song Qingci was very depressed.

I want to keep a low profile but fail.

It’s okay, it has nothing to do with her. I’ll keep a low profile starting tomorrow.

Master Fu San left with everyone else.

He walked a few steps and suddenly remembered that he should turn back and ask the difference between dogwood and plum to prevent anyone from eating them by mistake.

"I've always wanted to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it."

He heard Song Qingci sigh, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This little girl is lively and smart.

Even though I've been through so much, there's no sign of being hurt.

"Girl, it's okay. Everything that happened today has been clarified. It was just a misunderstanding and has nothing to do with you." Feng Xun comforted her.

"Even though it's been clarified, not everyone is understanding. For some people, if something goes wrong, they will definitely take their anger out on others."

"Then we don't care about that kind of fool."

"I certainly don't care, but I'm afraid they'll cause trouble for us."

She has to stay and wait for her family!

"You must keep a low profile and do more good deeds." Song Qingci said, "The farther away from Master Fu San, the better."

Master Fu San: “…”

What's wrong with him?

Is he the kind of person who is unreasonable and takes his anger out on others?

He was secretly worried about being treated as a scourge.

But on second thought, he was regarded as a monster by so many people, so why should he care about the opinion of a little girl?

"We can't afford to provoke them." Song Qingci said, "Just don't make any mistakes and keep a low profile."

Feng Xun nodded seriously.

Song Qingci asked Dongzi again: "Thanks to him for taking care of me. If you like him, I think it's okay."

Feng Xun did not directly respond whether he liked her or not, but said: "The girl promised me that she would take me to visit the capital."

"Okay." Song Qingci joked, "Then let's kidnap Dongzi. He's smart, maybe he can become a big manager in the future."

Feng Xun felt a little embarrassed and said, "Miss, if I really want to treat someone tomorrow, how will I charge?"

"No money." Song Qingci said, "We eat what we get from the mountains, it's not good for us to do nothing. If anyone feels bad, they will naturally send us something. As long as it's not expensive, you can accept it."

She doesn't ask for much, just being able to live a smooth life here is enough.

If money is involved, some people will inevitably become jealous, and who knows what kind of trouble will arise.

"Okay." Feng Xun nodded. Seeing Song Qingci's melancholy expression, he cautiously asked, "Is there anything else that makes you unhappy?"

"I want to eat meat." Song Qingci accidentally said what was in his heart.

Today's beef bone soup is delicious, but it would be even better with some beef.

The little bit of shredded meat in the stir-fry is not enough to fill the gaps between teeth, and it has to be shared among several people. It is better not to eat it, as it only arouses my appetite.

She has loved eating meat since she was a child and cannot live without it.

Mr. Fu San was also stunned when he heard this.

All women in the world are restrained and tolerant. Who would have the nerve to openly say that they are greedy?

But she said it so frankly.

"Fortunately, I thought you were thinking about Chen Shimei."

"Miss him?" Song Qingci sneered, "He's long been dead in my heart. Even if I feel a little sad, I can only think of it as mourning for him."

My mother said that exes, whether good or bad, should be treated as dead.

The tears she had secretly shed over the past year were already a form of mourning for this relationship.

She felt relieved when she took the opportunity to escape.

No more having to deal with scumbags and bitches.

Want to ask her if she regrets it?

Song Qingci said no.

Six years of youth have allowed her to grow up and cherish her family and life more in the future, so it is not a waste.

"It would be better if he were really dead." Feng Xun gritted his teeth and said, "You are so sincere to him, but he is so cruel. If I see him again, I really want to stab him to death."

"That won't do. I can't bear to let you pay for his life." Song Qingci smiled.

Mr. Fu San really didn't show any sadness at all.

Little girl, you have a hard heart.