But now he is much more tight-lipped, and sometimes Feng Xun can't get any questions out of him.

When he came back, he would take the initiative to share the latest news down the mountain with Song Qingci.

It's mainly about Jiang Jingchu.

For example, Jiang Jingchu married Sun Xiaodie.

When Feng Xun heard this, he stared at Dongzi until his eyes almost cramped.

"What does his business have to do with us? Who wants to listen to their business?"

Dongzi is just stupid.

Song Qingci was very calm. She lowered her head and measured the size of the moving pine nuts.

Chinese New Year is coming, and she wants to make a festive outfit for Songzi so that it can wear it to scare Pekingese.

Pekingese definitely don’t have that.

Her baby must be the proudest one.

"No, don't be anxious, listen to me. I only told the girl because it must be fun." Dongzi explained quickly.

"What's the fun? Don't keep me in suspense."

"When Jiang Jingchu's wedding procession passed through the busiest street, four large characters suddenly appeared on the roof of a nearby shop—" Dongzi said with a beaming smile.

He only regretted that he had not seen the grand occasion with his own eyes.

Four big characters?

Song Qingci subconsciously thought of the four words "men raped and women killed" at the foot of Huai Mountain.

Hurry up, it shouldn’t be some auspicious phrase like “a happy marriage for a hundred years”, otherwise Dongzi wouldn’t be gloating like this.

"What is it?" Feng Xun was impatient and pushed him to urge him.

"Adulterer and adulteress, haha..." Dongzi laughed, "Miss, is it your family helping you vent your anger?"

It is said that it seemed to have been written in advance with honey, which later attracted a large number of insects and ants. The black words on the red tiles were particularly eye-catching.

"No." Song Qingci said firmly, "I don't know whose shop it is. It's probably closed by now, and it has caused such an unexpected disaster."

Her mother would never do something that could easily be used against her just to vent her anger!

Feng Xun said, "Why do I feel that this is so vulgar and yet so satisfying, a bit like a bandit? Could it be that the Third Master is venting his anger for the girl?"

Mr. Fu San?

No way.