Song Qingci opened his mouth in surprise, then covered his mouth with his hand.
Mr. Fu San, actually wanted to help.
And, the kind that does it without expecting anything in return?
This is simply a living Bodhisattva who cuts flesh to feed the eagle and sacrifices his body to feed the tiger!
"All I'm thinking about now is what price they should pay in exchange."
People should not get something for nothing and should not be used to asking others for help.
In that way, even good people will be spoiled.
"Third Master," Fu An urged, "We are not going to do anything. Even if it is for self-protection, you have to have someone on your side. What if, what if..."
Song Qingci sighed silently.
She wondered if she should prescribe a medicine for Fu An to cure his lack of energy.
He always speaks halfway, which drives those who eavesdrop very crazy.
Mr. Fu San didn't respond, but said, "With so many people, the cost is huge."
He was thinking about how to make money.
Fu An still didn't give up, "Third Master, even if it was for those bandits, since you saved Huaishan, why didn't you save them as well?"
Song Qingci: You little brat, your brain works pretty quick, you can think in a roundabout way.
But she actually agreed with Fu An's words.
Although there were some selfish considerations, she was afraid that Sun Xiaodie would send people to suppress the bandits and she would harm the entire Huaishan. She hoped that Huaishan would become stronger, but on the other hand, she did feel that it was a waste for Mr. Fu San to manage such a small number of people.
He is idle most of the time.
Those who are capable should work harder. It’s time to find some work for the Third Master.
So, when Third Master Fu mentioned money again, she couldn't help but said, "Third Master, I have money!"
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