Song Qingci felt that someone as pure as her shouldn't be able to understand such a shy topic.
Just like Feng Xun, he kept secretly asking her what this meant.
But Song Qingci couldn't help but understand.
These people on the mountain thought that Master Fu San brought her back to the mountain, um, "executed her on the spot", declared his sovereignty, and then they might have imagined a mandarin duck bath.
Oh, Heaven, oh, Earth, oh, everyone, please listen to my argument!
Here’s what happened…
So powerless.
Song Qingci was withdrawn and doubting his life here, while the crowd over there was as enthusiastic as if the roof had been blown off.
Are these people always thinking about things between men and women?
She respects the Third Master like an elder, okay?
Master Fu San said, "They all dispersed."
With just a few words, everyone immediately dispersed with laughter.
Song Qingci took the processed fish and said, "I'll make a grilled fish."
You know what, Mr. Fu San handled it really cleanly.
Song Qingci looked down on ordinary people who prepared chicken, duck, fish and meat, and always had to do it himself.
But Master Fu San obviously satisfied her obsessive-compulsive disorder very well and cleaned the fish very neatly.
"You decide. Also, the people in the mountains are rough. Don't bother with them, and don't spoil them. If you're not comfortable telling me, come find me. I'll find their men."
Song Qingci nodded to show that he was grateful.
"Third Master, this is for you." She took out a porcelain bottle from her waist pouch and handed it to him, "Eat one, and keep the rest for you..."
Before she could finish her words, Mr. Fu San had already poured out the medicine and stuffed it directly into her mouth.
His Adam's apple moved and he swallowed it just like that.
Song Qingci was stunned.
She hasn't finished speaking yet!
Aren't you afraid that she will give him poison?
Also, you don’t need to drink water when taking medicine?
If her mother had a son like this, she would definitely be very happy - the difficulty she had taking medicine was so great that it drove her mother crazy.
"...It's to prevent colds." Song Qingci finished his words in a low voice.
Mr. Fu San smiled and put the porcelain bottle on his waist. "Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go take a look around."
"Um."
As soon as Mr. Fu San left, the group of women came around and started teasing him again.
"Our Third Master is still the best!"
"The young couple is so affectionate and loving. Who has ever seen the Third Master like this?"
"While we still have money, let's have a grand wedding!"
Song Qingci felt as if there were thousands of ducks quacking right next to his ears.
At this time, the real savior came.
——Jin Yue.
Everyone knows that she is the Third Master's darling and has been carefully raised.
The women did not dare to talk nonsense in front of her. When they saw her coming, they all walked away in embarrassment.
Jin Yue was very warm towards Song Qingci.
Whoever gets half a day off for no reason should be grateful?
She circled around Song Qingci, chirping, "Sister, let me help you!"
"Sister, why did you add this?"
"Sister, why are you all so happy? Why are they all peeking at you?"
"Why is your hair wet too? My dad picked me up just now and it was wet too!"
Song Qingci: You have a really good eye. At such a young age, you've already shown an amazing talent for gossip.
"Sister, where's your squirrel? I want to play with it."
Song Qingci: "Then you have to ask me or it if it wants to play with you."
"Why wouldn't it want to?"
Song Qingci glanced at Song Zi, who was lazily lying in the shade of a nearby tree, and said for him, "He doesn't want to. He doesn't want to play with children."
Jin Yue: "Then I'll discuss it with it and treat me as an adult."
After saying that, she skipped off to look for pine nuts.
Song Qingci looked at Songzi sympathetically and breathed a sigh of relief silently.
Good Songzi, the child is really noisy, I’m sorry for making you feel sorry.
Song Qingci felt that she should not have children in the future because raising a child was too tiring.
She's still a child herself!
Everyone was having a great time and didn't stop until dark before going back to sleep.
Song Qingci and Mr. Fu San went back together.
When they reached the yard, she asked him, "Third Master, if you have considered what I told you today, you can tell me at any time."
Feng Xun's face was full of gossip.
What's the matter?
How come she doesn't know?
Mr. Fu San nodded and said, "Well, thank you very much. Don't think too much when you go back. Go to bed early."
He originally wanted to say that he had asked someone to go back and inquire about her parents.
But then he thought again that he shouldn't know the girl's family situation now. If he told her, she might get scared again, so he swallowed his words.
Watching Song Qingci enter the house, Mr. Fu San turned around and left the yard again.
"The Third Master is out. It's so late, where is he going?" Feng Xun asked curiously, "He can't be going to look for those ten women, right?"
Others were talking about the affair between Song Qingci and Mr. Fu Sanye, but Feng Xun knew that it was pure nonsense.
These two people have nothing.
In comparison, she seems to be even closer to the Third Master!
After all, she had even helped the Third Master collect the quilts that were hung out to dry. No other girl had ever done such a thing.
Her guess was based on facts. This afternoon, while they were having dinner and drinks, those single young men on the mountain who had nowhere to vent their energy were all staring at the women like peacocks spreading their tails!
Song Qingci smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Why, do you think the Third Master is a gentleman? Girl, what do you think of the Third Master..."
"I don't feel that way."
"Ah? Then what do you think of the Third Master..."
"Feng Xun," Song Qingci interrupted her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "What's in your little head? We don't know the Third Master well enough. We won't speculate about his private life, or what he does between men and women. We just know that he treats us well and that he took us in."
If she guessed correctly, Mr. Fu San should have a wealthy family.
Even now, even though he is in dire straits, women are not a scarce resource for him.
Song Qingci didn't care about his private life, nor would he use it to speculate about his character.
My mother said that in this matter, we should be picky about our own men, but respect and bless other people's affairs.
People are happy and willing to be beaten and punished. It's none of her business.
Song Qingci deeply agreed with this.
It doesn't matter whether the Third Master is lustful, fickle, or easily attracted to other women... the one who cares about these things is his woman.
"That's true." Feng Xun said, "Then I'm relieved. I was really worried that you would like him and not leave."
Song Qingci: "...I've made a mistake once, and I won't make it again."
Even if she marries again in the future, she will not marry far away. She wants to stay with her parents.
There is water in your brain, it's time to pour it out.
Song Qingci decided to write a letter to his mother.
As smart as Mr. Fu Sanye is, he must have guessed that her family is well-off. If that's the case, then let's shock him again.
This time, she wrote openly, Mom, do you still remember your little pomegranate?
While Song Qingci was writing a letter while biting the pen, Mr. Fu San went to see Fu An.
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