Mr. Fu San asked someone to bring a pot of fresh mutton.
For the sake of the mutton, Jin Ge finally came down from the tree.
However, it did not stop on Mr. Fu Sanye's arm, but stood on the stone table in the yard.
And it didn't allow Mr. Fu San to get close, so in the end it was Fu An who stepped forward and untied the iron pipe.
Song Qingci saw clearly this time that there were three iron pipes on its legs, which were three letters?
Mr. Fu San took the letter and was about to open it.
Fu An cleared his throat, then glanced in the direction of Song Qingci's room, expressing his inconvenience.
Song Qingci's eyes happened to meet his, and he felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly closed the window.
Feng Xun was just about to come over to watch the fun, but he saw her close the window, pout, and open the door directly.
——If they are afraid of people, they should just go back to the house.
Isn't it in the yard for people to see?
Besides, who watches them?
She wants to see the big bird.
The big bird didn’t say it was theirs, so now it’s all given away, right?
Feng Xun looked at Jin Ge and exclaimed, "Good boy!" and said excitedly, "I've lived for so long, and this is the first time I've seen a Saker Falcon so close."
"Have you ever seen one from a distance before?"
"Of course. Who hasn't seen something flying in the sky?"
Song Qingci: That counts? Okay.
She couldn't recognize it anyway.
"Girl, it would be great if Madam could buy one for you." Feng Xun said enviously.
Song Qingci: "Let's just forget it."
These rare pets are not easy to raise.
Look at Jin Ge, he looks like a real boss and deserves to be worshipped.
She raised pine nuts, but couldn't catch any every day. She even hid under the bed and was discovered...
If she raises a big bird, she will be so embarrassed that she will fly around in circles in the sky!
Mr. Fu San ignored Fu An's reminder and opened the first letter directly.
There were only a few words in the letter, but he read it over and over again, his eyes seeming to want to see through the letter, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
Song Qingci wanted to know who wrote the letter and what was written in it that could make Mr. Fu San like that.
Is it family?
Is it mother?
Or wife?
At Mr. Fu San’s age, he must be married—doesn’t he already have two children?
Although these two children might be born to women outside, Song Qingci still believed that he was married.
Mr. Fu San slowly put the letter away and then opened the second letter.
This time, there was a hint of shock on his face.
He looked up and peered through the door into Song Qingci's room.
Song Qingci: "..."
She said, you can’t peek through the window, and you can’t peek through the door either!
Close the door quickly!
As a result, Mr. Fu San waved to her.
Well, it's like calling his Pekingese.
Song Qingci went out in a cowardly manner.
Mainly, she wanted to see the big bird, and well, she had to take Feng Xun with her.
Jin Ge had already finished eating and didn't even bother to look at Song Qingci until -
Until it saw Songzi coming out of the house, jumped directly into Song Qingci's arms, and then bared its teeth at it.
Sable?
It is actually raised by humans?
Jin Ge suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.
But Songzi didn’t think so at all. It rubbed comfortably against Song Qingci’s chest and closed its eyes to rest.
What's so good about a silly eagle?
It waited under the bed for so long, but Song Qingci didn't even go to look for it, so it was angry.
Jin Ge: It can’t be a stupid sable.
As both are treasures of Liaodong, they should have a common language!
Mr. Fu San took out the third letter from the thin iron tube and handed it directly to Song Qingci without reading it.
Song Qingci didn't dare to answer.
What does this mean?
"This is the letter your mother wrote to you." Mr. Fu San said lightly.
Song Qingci suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Her letter?
Her mother is so awesome, she actually found the person and got on a... a beast?
Only her mother can do this, no one else can do it!
Song Qingci's admiration for his mother is like a surging river, endless.
She quickly took the letter and said, "Thank you, Third Master!"
That is to say, the last letter my mother wrote was so vague that it made her anxious and angry.
Well, my mother quickly realized this problem and changed it immediately.
"My dear little pomegranate—"
Seeing this address, Song Qingci was glad that Mr. Fu San did not open the letter first.
Her mother is so sticky and greasy!
Song Qingci read the letter at a glance.
She finally knew the latest situation of her sister Xu Jinzhu.
She sighed as she watched.
In short, Xu Youyou's letter is about "seeking advice".
She bluntly rubbed salt into her little daughter's wounds by asking her what she was thinking when she was in love.
The past cannot be retrieved, but the future can be expected.
She wanted to use the failure of one love-brained daughter to awaken another love-brained daughter.
——Don’t be obsessed with men, you will become unhappy!
Song Qingci felt the bitter cold of winter.
Oh, it’s winter now and the weather is cold.
That was her mother, so of course she chose to forgive her.
Xu Youyou asked her what happened that year that could have stopped her from leaving with Jiang Jingchu?
Xu Youyou wrote excitedly - Mom, do I want to die?
Song Qingci was about to write back to tell her not to think that way. If the fake thing came true, the filial daughter would take advantage of the mourning period to get married directly, and would not even need the three letters, six betrothal gifts, three matchmakers and six ceremonies.
Xu Youyou said she felt very frustrated.
The younger daughter has not been smart since she was a child, so she doesn’t have too many expectations. She just hopes that she will have money to spend and live a safe and happy life.
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