Fu An stood motionless, like a leopard lurking in the darkness, waiting for the enemy to appear and strive to hit him with one strike.
But when the person jumped in quietly and saw the familiar figure, Fu An was stunned.
"Third Master?" Fu An lowered his voice and spoke in disbelief.
"Yeah." Master Fu San nodded, then pointed to the small shed in the yard, motioning Fu An to go into the shed to talk.
The shed was used to store miscellaneous items and was very crowded.
Fu An vaguely remembered seeing a broken oil lamp inside, and he finally found it after groping around.
He took out a tinder from his bosom and lit the oil lamp.
The light was as small as a bean, and the broken shed was leaking air on all sides, so the flames were low.
"Why are you here? Is there something urgent?" Fu An asked nervously.
"It's nothing urgent," Third Master Fu's Adam's apple moved, and he seemed to have difficulty speaking, "I'm just worried that Jin Yue won't be able to adapt to the new place..."
Although the oil lamp was dim, Fu An could still see his unnaturalness.
No one knows Mr. Fu San better than Fu An.
At this time, Fu An had only one thought in his mind.
It’s over, it’s over, I’m stuck.
The Third Master was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, originally unrestrained and free.
But now he is trapped by Song Qingci.
If his memory served him correctly, he followed Song Qingci and left Huaishan today.
They had originally planned to go back early tomorrow morning...
In just one short day, the Third Master couldn't wait any longer.
He even chased after me at night.
The Third Master was naturally unfamiliar with Black Tiger Ridge, so it must have taken him quite some time to get here from the time he climbed up the mountain.
So, not long after they left, the Third Master also set off.
If I had known this earlier, I would have just followed you.
So that I don’t have to come up with such lame excuses now.
Jin Yue is not adapting to the new place?
She even dared to run away from home. Ever since her supervision was relaxed, she would rather not go back to her own yard in the back mountain every day. Would such a social bully be unable to adapt to a new place?
Especially, she followed Song Qingci.
Isn't it easy for Song Qingci to deal with Hu Jinyue?
Oh, now it is easy for her to deal with the Third Master.
Fu An felt a faint sadness, no, sadness that was like a river.
——What? Song Qingci specifically subdued this family?
Does the wise and powerful Third Master know how clumsy his lies are now?
Mr. Fu Sanye knows.
He also found other reasons.
To Fu An's shock, he took out an oil-paper bag from his arms, which contained a chicken.
A living little yellow chicken with only its head exposed.
Perhaps it was exposed to the cold air, so it shrank its neck and leaned into the palm of Master Fu Sanye's hand.
Fu An: “!”
Isn’t this Song Qingci’s precious chicken?
What’s it called?
Rolling.
"When they're not around, the chicken keeps chirping at night, making it hard for people to sleep."
Fu An: “…”
If the previous reason was unbearable to listen to, this reason was simply rubbing his IQ into the ground.
The chick still needs to find someone?
Besides, it was chirping in Song Qingci's room, and it was also affecting Mr. Fu San who was several doors away?
Is this still a piercing chicken?
Poor Third Master, he carried the little thing in his arms and brought it here. How come the straightforward little chicken didn’t poop all over him along the way?
Oh, it’s wrapped in paper.
Third Master, you are quite clever!
Fu An was trained as a secret guard since he was a child. His only belief in life was to be loyal to his master and protect his master.
The secret guards don't need to speak or engage in useless psychological activities except for saying yes.
But Fu An felt that he seemed to have gone astray.
He actually began to criticize his master in his heart.
This is not good.
But is it really his fault?
The Third Master's current actions are like an old house on fire, out of control.
He leaves one foot and follows closely behind, he simply can't wait for even a moment. Is this still the decisive and ruthless Third Master?
The love between young people is really overwhelming.
After Mr. Fu San finished speaking, he didn't speak for a long time. Fu An accidentally complained for 100,000 words.
After a while, Fu An felt that he had been silent for too long, so he took the initiative to talk about how Song Qingci rescued people today.
But after he finished speaking, he left.
Because he saw the smile in Mr. Fu San's eyes and looked at the corners of his lips raised.
That is the joy of being proud.
Fu An wanted to slap himself: You are so mean.
Isn't he adding fuel to the fire?
Forget it, Song Qingci’s family is rich.
Hadn't he thought about this before?
Fu An reconciled with himself.
He took the initiative to pave the way for Master Fu San: "Would you like to bring the chicken in now?"
After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong and quickly shut his mouth.
Third Master, your act of sending a chicken across a hundred miles will truly go down in history.
I hope Song Qingci will appreciate it.
Mr. Fu San said, "Since they are asleep, forget it."
never mind?
"You protect them well, I'm leaving first."
Master Fu San put poor Gungun back into his arms.
Maybe it was a bit unexpected for Gungun, and he subconsciously pecked Master Fu San.
So Fu An, who was secretly observing Master Fu San, saw his master frowning and then touching his chest unnaturally.
Fu An: “…”
The chicken was not sent out, but was pecked by the chicken.
If I go back like this, I will feel sorry for the bite that Third Master got.
"Since we are here, we might as well tell Miss Song." Fu An said.
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