Songzi felt that as a sable, she had no dignity being tormented by Song Qingci every day!
We gave it this name, dyed its fur, and now we have to dress it.
If this matter gets out, how will it survive in the mink world?
If it were in the capital, it would let Song Qingci do whatever he wanted, but it can't do that now!
This is its hometown.
Others have returned home in glory, and it doesn't want to compete with them, but it can't be made to walk around in circles in embarrassment, right?
So, ugly rejection.
What is the Chinese New Year and what does it have to do with it?
The only problem is that firecrackers are set off everywhere, and the air is filled with smoke, so it can't even go out.
Sables don’t celebrate the New Year, thank you.
Song Qingci couldn't sleep, so he was patient and used threats, inducements, and both soft and hard tactics.
"Songzi, come down."
Songzi: I won’t go down. Do whatever you want.
Let’s talk about Mr. Fu San. He received some “teachings” from Old Lady Bai. The main thing was that she told him not to be shameless. Since he had slept with someone, he had to take responsibility to the end.
He already had a "ghost" in his heart, and after hearing what Old Mrs. Bai said, he felt even more complicated.
As an old man who is in his thirties, he can still see clearly the feelings deep in his heart.
He developed feelings for the little girl that he shouldn't have.
That shouldn't happen.
When you are at your peak, you think about building a career first and then starting a family. However, you don’t realize that when you have no career and are just getting by in life, you will meet the person you want to marry.
He is six years older than the little girl.
The six-year age difference is not a problem. The problem is that his experiences are full of ups and downs that many people will never experience in their lifetime.
In terms of psychological age, Mr. Fu San feels that he is already in his forties.
But the little girl was just the opposite.
Saying she is fifteen seems a little old.
Mr. Fu San felt that his thoughts were really beastly.
The banquet was over and Mr. Fu San came back carrying a lantern.
The snow on the ground was already above the ground, and it made a squeaking sound when the boots stepped on it.
The wind was howling, and the grass and trees were rustling all around. The snow fell on my face, and it felt sobering and cold.
The Pekingese was running in front, leaving two sets of plum blossom prints on the ground with its little paws, but they would soon be covered by Master Fu San's footprints.
Mr. Fu Sanye entered the yard and stood at the screen wall. Seeing that the light in Song Qingci's room was still on, he hesitated for a moment and did not move.
Song Qingci seemed to be playing with Songzi, and one could vaguely see Songzi's jumping figure projected on the window paper.
Master Fu San picked up the Pekingese that was about to protest against Songzi, covered its mouth, and then stood there motionless.
The shadow of Song Qingci, who was sitting with his chin in his hands, was also projected onto the window paper.
Is the little girl missing her family and wondering how to write back to her mother?
Speaking of which, he has already asked Fu An to investigate Xu Youyou's background, but he doesn't know when there will be any results.
Song Qingci: I wasn’t thinking about my mother, I was just thinking about how to catch the pine nuts.
Mr. Fu San's gaze was fixed on the window.
Snowflakes were falling and the sound of firecrackers seemed to be heard in the distance, but the courtyard was very quiet.
"Matsuko, look, I've been doing this for you for so long, and you never even try. I'll be sad."
Songzi: Come on, I don’t want to eat the soft ones.
Song Qingci: Then I have no choice but to use force!
She pretended to be depressed and fiddled with the small clothes with her head down, but in fact she was secretly looking at Songzi who was squatting on the small table.
Taking advantage of its unpreparedness, Song Qingci suddenly stood up and pounced on it.
Songzi dodged nimbly and deftly.
Are you kidding? If this can catch it, how dare it call itself a sable?
Song Qingci: "Songzi, stop running!"
Matsuko: Let me go!
In order to get some peace and quiet, it decided to go out and hide.
Wear new clothes for the Chinese New Year?
It doesn’t matter. It will come back after the New Year. It’ll just be a day’s work, right?
So Songzi ran out.
Opening the door is already a piece of cake for it.
Song Qingci ran out holding the clothes, but he ran too fast and tripped over the threshold and fell out.
It’s over, it’s over. It’s New Year’s Day and her face is going to be disfigured.
But it didn't.
She fell into a somewhat familiar broad embrace.
This time, Song Qingci didn't even need to confirm, he knew it was definitely him.
He smelled faintly of alcohol, a little cold, and...
The snow on his body covered her ears.
Song Qingci stood up straight with a start, and while wiping his ears with a handkerchief, he asked, "Third Master, is there anything going on in the mountain?"
Mr. Fu San only felt a sense of emptiness in his arms, and felt a little lost.
"On the mountain? I'm busy celebrating the New Year today, nothing to do."
"Then why is there so much snow on you? I thought you were busy outside!"
Mr. Fu San blushed.
Fortunately, it was dark and Song Qingci couldn't see it.
"I just looked around." Mr. Fu San said a little unnaturally.
Song Qingci: "Oh, you're worried about fireworks and firecrackers, right?"
She is so smart.
Mr. Fu San said "hmm", pretending to know nothing as he had just returned. "What are you doing?"
Song Qingci wiped his ears clean, but maybe because he was being paranoid, he felt as if there was still water in his ears. He couldn't help but tilt his head, raised his hand, and controlled the water in his palm.
Seeing this, Mr. Fu San lowered his head and patted the snow off his body.
He may have been too deeply poisoned, and now he thinks every move of the little girl is cute and lovely.
This can't go on any longer.
"I caught some pine nuts and wanted to dress them in new clothes, but they refused. Forget it, forget it. Third Master, you should go to bed early... Oh, no, don't you have to stay up all night? Xunxun and Jinyue are both asleep..."
The implication is that no one will be with him to celebrate the New Year.
Song Qingci felt a little embarrassed.
In the past, she might have just said that she would stay up with Mr. Fu San to celebrate the New Year.
But now, after hearing those words, she felt guilty even though she hadn't committed any crime.
She felt embarrassed to be alone with Mr. Fu San.
"I'm sleepy too..." Song Qingci said hesitantly.
"You've been busy all day and you're tired. Go back to bed early."
"Third Master too."
Before Song Qingci turned around, Feng Xun "blew" in at lightning speed.
She was stunned when she saw two people standing in the yard.
She was worried about the girl, so she came back to check on her. She discovered that not only was the girl not asleep, she was also in the yard with the Third Master... enjoying the snow or admiring each other?
"It's okay, I'm fine." Feng Xun waved his hand before the two of them spoke, "Since the Third Master is accompanying the young lady, I will go and stay up with Dongzi to celebrate the New Year."
After saying that, without waiting for either of them to react, she swept away like a gust of wind, leaving both of them feeling embarrassed.
Song Qingci smiled awkwardly, said vaguely "I'm going back", and quickly ran back to the house.
Mr. Fu San looked at her closed door, smiled, and walked into his room.
Song Qingci lay on the bed sighing.
Three people make a tiger. The ancients were right.
Ever since the bathing incident, she has been talked about too many times, and now she feels that she is abnormal when she sees the Third Master.
Can we still stay on this mountain?
She can't rely on her own mother, so if she thinks about it again, will she be able to come and take her away?
Suddenly, Song Qingci thought of someone.
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