Jingba did not disappoint her.
After digging a few times, it felt something was wrong, and then its interest in pine nuts shifted to digging the ground.
Plane, plan, it plans!
There is a familiar smell in here, and it is something familiar!
Don't try to hide it from the general's dog nose!
Song Qingci didn't want to live anymore.
At this time, she saw Bai Ya looking at Third Master Fu and said with a half-smile: "Third Master, are you going to protect him now?"
Song Qingci: As expected.
Jealousy brings unexpected disaster.
She said that Bai Ya would not come to provoke her without reason.
It turned out that she had taken a fancy to the Third Master and considered herself a potential rival in love.
Mr. Fu San, please clarify this.
After clarifying it, her ears were at peace.
Unexpectedly, she heard Master Fu San say, "So what?"
Song Qingci opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.
Third Master, don’t you feel guilty when you say this?
She could already feel Bai Ya's jealousy and anger.
"Go back and don't come to see her again."
"What if I insist on driving her away!" Bai Ya's eyes were blazing with anger and a desire to compete.
"Unless I stop being the boss." Mr. Fu San's tone was calm from beginning to end, but he had that kind of toughness that would not tolerate disobedience.
His aura was so strong that no one dared to speak.
Bai Ya looked at him, and he looked at her, with a hint of pressure in his eyes.
In his right hand, he was still slowly winding his string of beads, with an air of having everything under control.
Bai Ya gritted her teeth and confronted him, obviously not wanting to back down.
Song Qingci no longer cared about the fights between gods and the entanglements of love and hate.
She moved quietly to the tree and stepped on it, trying to drive away the digging Pekingese.
But she overestimated her own abilities and underestimated Jingba's persistence.
Mr. Fu San raised the corner of his mouth and looked over with some curiosity.
As for Bai Ya, who was at loggerheads with him, he threw her aside as if she didn't exist at all.
Song Qingci: The hatred value is soaring again.
Fortunately, Dongzi had told her a few things a long time ago, so she was not confused when faced with such a situation.
Since she was cared for by the Third Master, she had to be a shield for him, Song Qingci comforted herself in this way.
And, maybe tomorrow, no, her family will be here soon!
She wants to go home!
By this time, Jingba had already dug out the jade belt buckle.
No one knew whether they saw it clearly or not, but Song Qingci clearly saw it biting the jade belt buckle, wagging its tail, and happily running to find Master Fu San to ask for credit.
Pekingese: Master San, look at me!
Song Qingci: Third Master, you thought I was dead.
She looked up at the sky in silence, then her eyes met the pine nuts on the tree.
Yes, she also has pine nuts!
Pine nuts, go grab them!
Matsuko remained indifferent.
Song Qingci: Heaven wants to kill me.
Master Fu San squatted down, took his jade belt buckle from Jingba's mouth, wiped it with a handkerchief, and looked at Song Qingci: "Are you afraid of being stolen?"
Song Qingci nodded repeatedly.
Thank you, thank you very much.
I couldn't find the reason no matter how hard I tried, but you found it for me.
"It's okay. No one in the mountain dares to steal my things." He walked up slowly, lowered his head to untie the purse around Song Qingci's waist, then put the jade belt buckle in it, and tied the purse on her again.
He did all this so skillfully and naturally.
Song Qingci, who was supposed to dodge, didn't move at all and just watched his movements stupidly.
Song Qingci was not frightened silly, but Mr. Fu San lowered his head and whispered four words in her ear.
He said, "Help me."
He is acting.
As expected, he used himself as a shield to reject the granddaughter of the former head of the family.
Then... satisfy him.
Anyway, seeing Bai Ya like this, I already hate her to death.
In this case, she could only hold on to the Third Master's thick thighs tightly, otherwise she would be wavering and how could she survive in the mountains?
"Thank you, Third Master." She replied in a low voice.
"What are you busy with?" Mr. Fu San spoke to her as if no one was around.
"Nothing," Song Qingci said, "I washed and dried the herbs I picked recently. I can go down the mountain to sell them later, or I can keep them for use."
"Don't work too hard."
Song Qingci hummed, then added after a moment's thought, "Third Master, don't stay up late all the time. I'll make you some angelica, wolfberry, and chicken soup to nourish your body some other day."
Do it carefully and do it completely.
She is very familiar with showing affection since she was a child.
Bai Ya could no longer maintain her original expression and said viciously, "This woman's origins are unknown, and she can't be lifted or carried. Are you sure you want to keep her, Third Master?"
"I will watch her myself, no one else."
Bai Ya was so angry that she gritted her teeth and turned away angrily.
She brought back so many things, but couldn't even get a word of praise from him.
She originally thought that he was different from those men in the mountains who only cared about faces, breasts and buttocks, but she didn't expect that he was so vulgar.
The girl surnamed Song is indeed a seductive woman.
See if she can let her go.
Song Qingci was extremely embarrassed, but he couldn't ruin Mr. Fu's plan, so he could only look down at the tip of his shoes.
Dongzi saw this and called out to everyone, "Disperse, disperse! If you have time, why don't you go and turn over the grain and dry it? Go do what you need to do!"
Everyone left in a hurry, but before they left, the way they looked at Song Qingci was a little different.
There was a vulgar woman who spoke up for Bai Ya, whom they were familiar with, and deliberately cursed her with dirty words: "They say that dogs that don't bark will bite. Look today, it's true."
Someone else said, "She really knows how to seduce men. She's only been in the mountains for a few days..."
Even Mr. Fu San couldn't argue with these women.
Fortunately, their men were afraid of the Third Master, so they all pulled their women away, threatening, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll slap you in the face," and dragged everyone away.
The yard became quiet, with only Song Qingci and his servant and Fu Sanye and his servant left.
Dongzi pulled Fengxun towards the wall and said, "Come here, Fengxun, I want to tell you something in private."
Boy, he's blind too.
For so long, he still didn't realize that the Third Master liked Song Qingci.
Although I thought the two of them were not a good match before, since the Third Master likes her, then they are the best match.
Dongzi even thought about the two of them getting married and having children.
"Bury the things I gave you?" There was a hint of smile in Mr. Fu's voice.
The little girl might have recognized that the thing had an extraordinary origin.
In fact, he had thought about it, but he also explained it through Dongzi's mouth.
But in his heart, there was still a certain temptation that he might not have thought of before - little girl, do you remember me?
Here, no one knows his true identity or his past.
What if someone knew?
Mr. Fu San didn't want to achieve any purpose, he just wondered if she would feel the same as he did, that the arrangement of fate was so touching, if she knew.
"I, I'm afraid of losing it and not being able to afford the compensation." Song Qingci said hesitantly.
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