After returning to the room, Song Qingci couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and Mr. Fu Sanye's words "I just cheated her" echoed in his mind.
After he said that, Song Qingci was in uncontrollable shock and didn't explain anything further.
When he returned to the yard, he just said, "Go to bed early," and then went back to his room.
Feng Xun had no desire to sleep after what happened tonight, so he squeezed into Song Qingci's room.
"Girl, are you asleep?" she asked softly in the darkness.
"No, I can't sleep."
"What are you thinking about?"
"If Songzi hadn't discovered the truth today, how would I have gotten away with you?"
Feng Xun: "...It's okay. Look, Third Master, doesn't he still trust you?"
Although Song Qingci and Songzi revealed the real murderer through their conversation, many people may not be able to fully believe it.
Wang San was beaten to death, but strictly speaking, it was Master Fu San who finally beat Bai Ya.
Bai Ya is cunning and shameless. If it weren't for the pressure from Mr. Fu San, she would have continued to be stubborn.
"Besides, I originally thought that the Third Master would try to smooth things over."
After all, she was the eldest daughter left by the old boss.
This is a society based on human relationships, and the world of gods is like this too.
For example, when Monkey King fought the monsters, those without any background were killed, and those with any background were taken to heaven. Who died?
So Feng Xun felt that Mr. Fu San would end up making a lot of noise but not delivering any results, and would find a way to release Bai Ya.
Unexpectedly, he actually drove Bai Ya down the mountain.
"He has already shown some mercy," Song Qingci said, "otherwise, why would the instigator be able to escape unscathed?"
Bai Ya dared to burn the food supplies of the people in the mountains out of her own selfishness. What else can she not do in the future?
If you keep this kind of person around, something bad will happen sooner or later.
Mr. Fu Sanye is responsible for the other people on the mountain, so he will not compromise on this matter.
"After all, she is the old boss's granddaughter. Moreover, the Third Master inherited the yam from the old boss, so he must be grateful to the old boss. It's normal to show some leniency..."
Feng Xun grew up in the countryside and only learned a few words after following Song Qingci.
Like most simple and honest people from the lower classes, she appreciates people who are loyal, but does not delve into the details of the matter.
"That's Third Master's business, and I don't think it's unusual. I just wonder how we can protect ourselves if we are left alone."
My mother once said that the biggest flaw of many women is that they are too chaste.
The most important thing is to take care of yourself and not cause trouble to others.
Song Qingci deeply agreed with this.
"With the Third Master here, I don't think that's necessary." Feng Xun said softly, "The Third Master is quite polite to you."
"Third Master is very good, but he may not help us next time something happens."
"Why?"
"Because clear-headed people are often carried away by confused people."
If she didn't have solid evidence today, if everyone stood on Bai Ya's side and framed her, would Mr. Fu San choose to stand against everyone for her?
That's obviously unrealistic.
Song Qingci didn't dare to have such extravagant hopes.
They are not related, so why should she have such expectations?
"You mean, everyone else on the mountain is a fool?"
"No one is a fool. My mother said that those who treat others as fools are the real fools." Song Qingci said, "But people are selfish. Between me and Bai Ya, who do you think they will help?"
Most people in this world help their relatives but not others.
Song Qingci was very open-minded about this.
Her parents and relatives are also on her side!
"I will choose her... But young lady, I think most of the people in the mountains are good. And they do have a hard life..."
Feng Xun mustered up his courage and finally expressed his confusion.
"Young lady, you have always been kind-hearted and generous. I originally thought that after the fire started today, you would take out the banknotes."
The desperate cries of those women are really heartbreaking.
"Feng Xun, remember, don't think of yourself as the savior in any large group."
Song Qingci can save Feng Xun and can treat and help many people.
She would not hesitate to help those people who came to her on a regular basis in the mountains, even if they were just acquaintances, if they came to her for help with illness.
However, facing the mass disaster and thinking about his own situation, Song Qingci was very clear-headed.
Once she took out the banknotes, even if only 10% of the people on the mountain were bad, there would still be hundreds of people who would covet her and want to squeeze more from her.
Ninety percent of good people are silent.
They remembered that Song Qingci was a good person.
But it's useless. When those ten bad guys come out to wreak havoc, the good guys have to protect themselves.
Can we ask them to stand up for themselves?
Human nature cannot stand the test, especially in a big forest where there are all kinds of birds.
If she had her family standing behind her at this moment, she could do whatever she wanted.
But now she and Feng Xun have no one behind them and cannot take the lead.
"If the Third Master comes to me and asks me for banknotes, I will help him." Song Qingci said again.
Her mother taught her since she was young to be friendly to others, but not to be naive.
Human nature is complex. Save yourself first, then save others.
Feng Xun murmured, "Madam is amazing. I have never heard of these principles before."
Song Qingci smiled, "Yes, my mother is amazing."
Her mother is her lifelong role model.
She is her own belief.
"The Third Master will find a way." Song Qingci added, "He's not in a hurry, so why are you in a hurry?"
Feng Xun hummed in a depressed tone.
Maybe she just has a pig brain.
Fortunately, the girl did not despise her and always taught her patiently.
The girl is the best person in the world.
"What's wrong with my mother? Why hasn't she come to pick me up yet?" Song Qingci said with a sense of loss.
Her mother said that if she encountered any difficulties, she must not bear them alone, but must tell her mother.
Mother will come to save her on her Hot Wheels.
But now... has mom gone to find Nezha's Wind Fire Wheel?
Judging from the mother's current progress, could it be that Nezha is still in the womb?
Feng Xun advised her, "Miss, don't worry. It won't be long. From the capital to Liaodong, you have to give your wife more time."
"You underestimate my mother." Song Qingci sighed.
The largest private organization for delivering letters, the Minxin Bureau (author's note: based on the Ming Dynasty system), is one of her mother's businesses.
So others may be slow in delivering letters, but the speed at which her mother replied expeditedly should be no less than the official 800-mile expedited speed.
So Song Qingci has been worried these days, wondering if something... happened at home?
She always avoided this thought and dared not think about it too deeply.
"Maybe something else delayed him." Feng Xun comforted her, "Miss, there's no need to rush. We can just wait patiently."
Song Qingci was worried that their situation on the mountain would become difficult after this incident.
She didn't expect that things would never get worst, only worse.
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