Although Song Qingci firmly believed that Mr. Fu San had seen the world.
——After all, he still knows his own mother!
If I think about it, the people my mother knows are either rich or noble...
But people should speak according to their current situation.
Mr. Fu Sanye is now a bandit leader, and he only has so many people under his command.
When there was a shortage of food in the mountains, he had to rack his brains to solve the problem; now that someone is holding a knife to his neck, he has to make a choice.
"Do you think Zhao Yuanshuo would be satisfied if Third Master gave him the money? How much would be appropriate? If he didn't, would he become enraged and join forces with others to attack Huaishan?"
Feng Xun was also troubled when he heard this.
Yeah, why is it so difficult?
"I can't afford it." Feng Xun muttered, "If I don't give it, it will be dangerous. What should I do? What should I do?"
She paced back and forth in the room in worry.
Seeing this, Song Qingci chuckled, earning Feng Xun an unhappy look back at him.
"Girl, it's already this time, and you can still laugh." She couldn't help but complain.
Although they are guests in the mountains, didn’t the girl say so?
They and Mr. Fu Sanye are a family.
How can you stay out of it when your family is in trouble?
"Why don't you worry about the emperor?" Song Qingci said with a smile.
People have different abilities!
For example, my mother and sister are heroines, so they have to take on more responsibilities and still handle them with ease.
But she herself is just a small salted fish, and it is enough for her to take care of herself.
Mr. Fu San is my mother’s friend.
He and his mother are the same kind of people.
"...Although it's difficult right now, Third Master will definitely have a way."
"I've been confused by what you've said. One moment you say Third Master is just a mortal, and the next moment you say Third Master has a solution."
Third Master, is this possible?
"I want to say that anyone who encounters this will find it difficult, but Master San can always solve it."
Consideration, understanding, admiration...this is how a mortal like her feels about Mr. Fu San now.
"Okay, it's time to dye Songzi's hair." Song Qingci said.
Songzi was originally leaning comfortably in her arms, but she immediately got angry when she heard that.
——Doesn’t Mr. Fu San know their origins?
Is it difficult to understand that Song Qingci owns a sable?
Why dye its fur? Resist!
It always snows in winter, and its fur will often fade when it goes out to play. Does it need to be dyed frequently?
Songzi took advantage of Song Qingci's unpreparedness and jumped out of her arms.
Song Qingci naturally couldn't let it go, so he called Feng Xun to get the things he had prepared to dye its fur, and chased after it.
The snow outside was thick and slippery. Song Qingci had been teased by his mother since childhood for not having a cerebellum. Now he was as clumsy as a penguin, carefully maintaining his balance as he chased pine nuts on the snow.
Matsuko thought her behavior was very funny, and while running she turned back and made faces to tease her.
Song Qingci was furious: "Don't let me catch you!"
Songzi didn't run far. He walked around the yard a few times and then went into Master Fu San's room.
Song Qingci knew that Mr. Fu Sanye was not there, so he hesitated for a moment and followed him in.
Seeing this, Songzi was very proud and crawled under the bed.
Song Qingci put his hands on his hips and said, "Songzi, come out!"
Matsuko: No!
If you have the guts, come in!
Song Qingci was furious and looked at Mr. Fu Sanye's bunk bed.
It's okay, she can get in.
Then she rolled up her sleeves, lifted her skirt, and actually got in.
Songzi was not panicked and shrank into the corner - come and catch me if you dare!
This clever little thing saw through Song Qingci's inconvenience in moving down there.
Song Qingci was about to scold it when she suddenly saw Songzi making a gesture to silence her.
Because Song Qingci was lying on the ground, when she put her ear to the ground, she heard footsteps.
Oh shit!
Is it Master Fu San that is back?
How did he come back so quickly?
If she explained that she was under his bed to catch pine nuts, Mr. Fu would probably believe her.
However, she hoped that she could get away with it and not be discovered by Mr. Fu San.
Although she felt like she was dreaming, she subconsciously held her breath.
Mr. Fu San did not come in.
He was talking to someone in the outhouse.
Song Qingci immediately recognized it as Fu An's voice.
Now, she didn't even dare to make a sound.
——If these two people entered the house, they would probably find her hiding here immediately.
Please, don't come in, don't come in.
It’s okay for Mr. Fu San, he’s one of us, so I like him no matter how I look at him.
But Song Qingci felt that Fu An had a bit of paranoid complex.
He probably thinks that all the women in the world are slutty bitches trying to seduce his master.
He is the purest, haha.
"Third Master!" Fu An's voice was excited.
Song Qingci thought to himself, you are no longer a teenager, but you are always restless.
Why can't I learn to be as calm as the Third Master?
"This is a great opportunity! If we can take over all these surrounding mountains, we'll have enough to form a force of 20,000 to 30,000 men. Third Master..."
Third Master, are you really not moved?
Mr. Fu San did not answer, but Song Qingci thought that Fu An was quite ambitious.
What do so many people need to do?
There are so many mouths to feed on Huaishan that the Third Master can hardly feed them all.
Thousands become tens of thousands... wouldn't that be the end of Master San?
"I won't ignore them," said Master Fu San. "They're just like the people on Huai Mountain. They're not inherently evil. They're just poor people with nowhere else to go. But I don't want to hear about recruiting them a second time!"
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