The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 12 Aren’t you bullying the honest fox? (Seeking monthly tickets and follow-up reading)
"Hey?"

When An Sheng saw Yu Xueqing making a wish in her mind, she was stunned and fell into deep thought.

The basic condition for fulfilling a wish is family happiness. Ansheng knows that Yu Xueqing's father has the habit of worshiping gods on weekdays.

For Aqing's father, raising a fox at home is obviously a taboo and an act against heaven.

In the northern part of Xia, there is a legend that the red fox is the fox spirit of Grandma Hu San, and has a special identity. In the Taoism of the eastern part of Xia, there is a legend about the white fox fairy.

Foxes are spiritual creatures and spirits of nature.

Raising a fox is equivalent to inviting a god, which is impossible for humans, at least people with weak horoscopes should definitely not do it.

Yu Xueqing's father would never let his daughter raise a fox no matter what.

After Yu Xueqing's father saw Ansheng, the final outcome was bound to be to ignore Ansheng's wishes and release Ansheng back into nature with drums and gongs as if sending off a god.

"Bah—I, Fox, have already come out of the mountains twice, and you're planning to perform a three-visit-thatched-home routine for me?"

After figuring out the difficulty of Yu Xueqing's wish coming true, Ansheng finally understood why there was a will-o'-the-wisp ending option in the brackets of the wish fulfillment conditions.

Because Yu Xueqing's father is indeed an old man to her at the moment.

And Lao Deng’s destiny is naturally to be the ghost fire boy.

I struggled to run out of the woods, acting cute and begging for food, wanting to experience the big single-family villa, and you actually want to send me back to the mountains?
I don't even look down on the big pot meals and the big bunk beds in the national protected zoo, and you want me to chew on a hedgehog?

"嘤嘤嘤——"

An Sheng, who knew the truth, couldn't help but scold Lao Deng for being a bad son. It's just two taels of rice from you a day, is it necessary to go to so much trouble to send you back to the mountain valley?
You try to send it to me up the mountain, and An will come back the next day pushing a water-cooled Maxim on wheels!

"Xiao An!"

Yu Xueqing came back to her senses and looked at the fox peeking out of the windowsill. She couldn't help but look serious. "The situation ahead is very serious and difficult. My father is going to use a pressure cooker. He said he wants to give you a bath."

Yu Xueqing used all her ability to communicate with animals to try to make Xiao An understand how terrible a pressure cooker is to small animals.

As Yu Xueqing's telepathic ability was activated, strange scenes suddenly appeared in Ansheng's mind.

At night in the ancestral home, a middle-aged man with an unclear face, naked from the waist up and wrapped in a pig-killing apron, was holding a pressure cooker filled with hot water with a cheerful face. He looked at An Sheng with a playful smile and said:

"Hey, whose pretty little cutie is this? Do you want to wash it in my pressure cooker? My pressure cooker has never received a bad review since its debut."

An Sheng was stunned, and the sudden appearance of the scene made his cerebellum atrophy.

The picture in my mind. Where does it come from?

An Sheng dared to use her bell to guarantee that no matter what happened, she would not imagine any male image in her mind, let alone a middle-aged man wearing a nude apron.
If someone comes up to you, invite him to take a bath in your pressure cooker.

An Sheng dared to guarantee that in addition to making moans, foxes could also make noises like "The great Chu will rise, and Chen Sheng will be king" and "Are there any kings, princes, generals, or ministers who are not of the same species?"

In other words, the picture in my mind might have come from Aqing!
An Sheng looked at Yu Xueqing in surprise and doubt: "Hmm?"

No, sister, why do I feel like there is a picture that is really alkalizing my brain?

"Master, I'm scared."

"Xiao An, don't be afraid."

Yu Xueqing gritted her teeth, her face grim, and she said harshly, "Hide well later. If Dad really finds out that I'm keeping a fox, I'll cry my heart out!"

"I was a famous crybaby when I was little. I even cried for three hours at most, and my eyes were swollen from crying!"

"嘤嘤嘤——"

An Sheng was stunned at first when he heard this, but then he suddenly felt moved.

Why can't Aqing's current behavior of arguing with her father for her own sake be regarded as a promise that she is willing to elope for love without asking for a dowry?
An Sheng was almost moved to tears.

In my previous life, I wanted to get married. I started with 500,000 yuan, and then I added three kilograms of gold, a car, a house, and a nanny.

At the time, An Sheng was still wondering what "three catties" meant. The person on the other end said it meant gold jewelry with a purity of 3.9 and weighing three catties.

Yu Xueqing temporarily placed the fox on the fourth floor, put out food and a water bowl,
She hurried back to the first floor and packed up Fox-related items, fearing that her father would find out what had happened when he came over later.

And just as the rain, snow and clear sky were waiting anxiously for the judgment of fate.

Ansheng the dog sneaked up to the second floor and slid down the drainpipe into the alley adjacent to the house next door.

"Don't worry, Aqing. An is definitely a heartless person and won't make things difficult for you!"

"It's been so long since the Qing Dynasty died, and your father is still clinging to superstitious dregs. Later, if you don't let Lao Deng politely offer it to me on the table, I will be ordained tomorrow and sleep in a large bunk in the zoo."

Ansheng Fox curled his lips. If he could transform, he would immediately go and borrow a ghost fire.

Ansheng raised his tail, climbed over the wall and entered Fu's house. He ran to a pile of old farm machinery and tools and found a bottle of Maotai that was nearly fifteen years old.

An Sheng patted the dirt off the gift box, held it in his mouth and walked towards Lin Ying's house, ready to engage in high-intensity social interaction.

Not long after Ansheng left, an old Tianfu pickup truck drove to Yu Xueqing's house.

"Aqing!"

A beautiful middle-aged woman with short side bangs came down from the passenger seat and greeted Yu Xueqing, who was waiting for her at the door, with a smile on her face.

Although the beautiful woman is in her early forties, her lightly made-up face shows no signs of aging, and she looks like a beauty in her twenties.

"mom."

Yu Xueqing called out and hurried forward to take the basket from her mother's hand to help carry things into the house.

"Ah Qing, I remember you said yesterday that there was something wrong with the lock on the old house's door, right? I brought the toolbox with me when I came here today."

Yu Xueqing's father walked out from the driver's seat. He had a kind face, a cheerful expression, and slightly dark skin. He was obviously a strong man who often made a living under the sun.

However, no matter how strong and dark-skinned a sports student is, he cannot withstand the ravages of time. It is obvious that Yu Xueqing's father does not pay much attention to managing his belly.

"Ah! Let's talk about those things later! Look at the time now, let's finish eating first."

Yu Xueqing's mother rolled her eyes at her husband and pulled Yu Xueqing into the house.

It's almost twelve o'clock now. If I don't cook now, I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat until two o'clock.

She bought a lot of dishes for today's family dinner, and also bought food for the barbecue in the evening.

"Humph, what do you know? Do you think my hometown is full of cameras like the city?"

"Do you understand what safety is?"

Yu Xueqing's father muttered to himself, but didn't dare to argue with Yu Xueqing's mother openly.

Seeing the mother and daughter enter the house, Yu Xueqing's father, Yu Zhenghong, came to the front door and fiddled with the door lock for a long time. With a confused look on his face, he shouted into the house, "Aqing, what's wrong with the door lock? I checked inside and outside and there's nothing wrong."

"Huh? It's that lock cylinder! It often doesn't pop out after you unlock it, so you have to fiddle with it by hand."

Yu Xueqing ran out of the house in slippers and told her father that there was something wrong with the door lock.

However, the father and daughter fiddled with the door lock for a while, and the door lock bounced back and returned to its original position as smoothly as Dove.

There is no such thing as a stuck and irreversible situation.

"Ah this."

Yu Xueqing looked puzzled. She raised her hand and tapped the door lock, trying to replicate the malfunction. However, the door lock still opened and closed as smoothly as Dove silk.

There is no problem of the board blocking the roots as before.

(End of this chapter)