The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 96 Participation [Third update, please subscribe]

Half past seven in the evening.

With the help of Mo Yiqing's experienced driving skills, Yu Xueqing only took ten minutes during rush hour to get back home from the commercial street.

just.

When she arrived home, Yu Xueqing was stunned when she saw the pickup truck in front of the door, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Huh? Why is Dad here at the old house?"

There was an old Foton pickup truck parked in front of the door. Yu Xueqing recognized it as her father's at a glance.

"My blind guess is that it must be Lao Chen. He called Lao Deng over to discuss participating in the tea-fighting competition."

The little fox with sharp ears and eyes could hear the conversation between Yu Zhenghong and Chen Fengshui from inside the house from a distance. An Sheng spoke with a strange expression.

"Is your dad home too?"

Mo Yiqing had just parked the car when he heard Yu Xueqing muttering. He glanced at the door and asked:

"Ah Qing, is there a supermarket nearby? I'm going to buy two packs of cigarettes and alcohol for my uncle. It's my first time visiting him, so it doesn't seem right to go empty-handed."

"No, no, my dad's cheeks hurt from smoking, and you've already bought so many things for Xiao An, why would I ask you to spend money on me?"

Yu Xueqing shook her head, helped to get to the car, and carried the clothes that Mo Yiqing bought into the house.

Entering the courtyard, Yu Xueqing saw her father and mother sitting in the house with smiles on their faces. The village chief was sitting on the single sofa, muttering to himself:
"Our village's tea competition has been finalized. Summer and autumn oolong teas are slightly inferior to spring teas in taste, so you should pay more attention to the picking season. By the way, if you can't find a suitable tea maker, I can introduce you to one."

"Summer and autumn tea is already in an awkward position. Without good tea makers, it would be difficult to break through."

"Also, there have been wild boars in the mountains lately. Anyone who has pets or has hired a master should..."

stare--

Ansheng, lying on Yu Xueqing's shoulder, stared straight at Lao Chen in the room.

Old Chen seemed to sense something, glancing over from the corner of his eye. His entire body stiffened, but he pretended not to notice. He said solemnly to Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei, "In short, be careful when walking your pets. Feed your pets at home plenty of snacks to prevent them from becoming depressed and making noise that disturbs others."

"Dad, Mom, I'm back. Hello, Uncle Chen." Yu Xueqing returned home carrying the little fox on her shoulders. She greeted her parents with a smile on her face, and then said hello to Old Chen:

"Mom and Dad, come and see, the most beautiful girl in our school is here to play at our house."

Yu Xueqing took Mo Yiqing's hand and pulled the campus beauty of Xinxing Agricultural College into the house to introduce her to her parents.

"Hello, uncle and aunt! This is our first meeting, and I haven't had time to prepare any gifts. I just happened to bring a box of white wine for you."

Mo Yiqing looked a little embarrassed as he handed an unpackaged black box to Yu Xueqing's father.

Yu Xueqing had said before that there was no one at home and she was the only one living in the old house.

Given her relationship with Yu Xueqing, there was naturally no need for her to bring any extra gifts, but Mo Yiqing really did not expect that there were elders in Yu Xueqing's family.

Fortunately, we had a party at KTV last night, and Mo Yiqing brought a few bottles of wine in the trunk when he went to KTV.

Although it feels weird to give whiskey as a gift, it's better than actually coming to someone's door empty-handed with some shopping bags.

"What are you talking about? Just come and bring whatever gifts you want."

Seeing the wine that Mo Yiqing stuffed in front of him, how could Yu Zhenghong possibly accept it? He quickly pushed it back to Mo Yiqing.

"Female classmate, school beauty?" Chen Peipei took a deep breath when she saw Mo Yiqing's appearance and figure. She asked Yu Xueqing inconspicuously, "Aqing, isn't your school just about farming and transplanting rice? What about your classmate..."

"Momo is studying agricultural resources and environment. We're just assigned to the same dormitory. Apart from some professional courses, the course content is basically the same."

Yu Xueqing explained to her mother Chen Peipei, "Besides, Momo is a very nice person and often treats me to food."

Yu Xueqing introduced Mo Yiqing to her parents and talked about how Mo Yiqing fed her every now and then at school.

Across the table, Old Chen stared awkwardly at Master Fuli, who was squatting on the table. The man and the fox stared at each other, and Ansheng regarded Old Chen with suspicion.

Old Chen sat upright with a righteous look on his face, not at all like someone who was about to tell tales.

"Stop pretending to be confused!"

An Sheng rolled her eyes and whimpered, "We foxes are all serious foxes. What happened yesterday was really just a pure accident."

"I didn't know that thing was so powerful."

"We foxes really don't do anything illegal, but there's a talented person in our village. I don't know if you remember Chen Nian, the one who used to wander around the village, filming videos and waving his hands. He's now learning martial arts."

"What kind of martial arts did you learn? Of course, it's the traditional American martial arts of large-caliber revolver Iai Slash."

Although Lao Chen couldn't understand the fox's language, and there were many people in the living room, making it difficult for the little fox to type, Ansheng still told Lao Chen a good news.

Our Changxi Town has produced a talented person. When we have a banquet in the ancestral hall, remember to tell our ancestors about it.

…………

Although Old Chen, who was being watched by Master Fuli, felt a little uneasy, he still diligently told Yu Zhenghong about the tea-fighting competition.

Old Chen spoke very seriously and introduced some experienced tea-making masters to Yu Zhenghong.

Regarding Yu Zhenghong's participation in the competition, Old Chen sincerely hopes that his family can stand out and win the championship. Ideally, he can surpass the Lin family and become the richest family in the village.

otherwise
Master Fuli is so scary that he can even get the core accessories of automatic rifles.

No matter how poor Ahong's family is, Lao Chen dare not imagine whether Master Fuli will resell planes and tanks in the international market in the future, earning US dollars to subsidize Ahong's family expenses.

"It's just a village-level competition. Isn't it just a matter of having hands? Why make it so serious? Tea companies and large tea farmers don't participate in village-level competitions."

An Sheng lay in Mo Yiqing's arms, raised her little foot and tapped Yu Xueqing's arm, and said confidently:

"Ah Qing, if you believe in An, then make a wish. My most powerful cyber-technology tea-making technique, although it has been sealed, I still learned a few tricks from that old man."

"A fox, a small cast iron pot, three bottles of iced Coke, and two roast chickens. No matter when the tea is picked, I can make a hundred-ton king and crush all the judges with one truck."

"However, I think Lao Deng might need to come and learn from me for a few days. After all, tea roasted by a fox is definitely not going to pass food safety certification."

"Isn't it still Lao Chen who learns from me? Then, Lao Chen can teach Lao Deng better. Lao Deng has high blood pressure. I'm worried that if he sees a fox frying tea, his blood pressure might explode."

"嘤嘤嘤——"

"Master, master~ Fox knows this. We eat grass when we feel upset. Fox knows there's some super-spiritual grass over there."

Even though Ansheng's strongest tea-making technology cannot be used due to safety hazards, he is still very confident that he can win the village-level tea competition with autumn tea.

However, An Sheng's confident words became a little strange after they went through Yu Xueqing's mind.

"Okay, okay—our Xiao An is the best. So I'll ask our Xiao An to find some good tea."

"Master Fuli, please bless me, Ah Hong, to excel at the village level and win the city and provincial levels. I, Ah Hong, am so eager to learn tea-making!" — Yu Zhenghong looked at Master Fuli, whom Ah Qing had invited, and secretly rubbed his hands with a fawning expression, praying for God's blessing.

[Wish fulfilled: Master Fox makes tea (Tea culture is ancient and time-honored, with various schools competing for excellence. Each school is in a stage of divine warfare, a battle of gods. The price of 30,000 to 50,000 yuan per jin (approximately 100,000 yuan) leaves onlookers stunned, and they stay away from so-called tea. Give it a punch.]

"Huh? Why are you joining in the fun when Lao Deng comes?" An Sheng rolled his eyes when he saw the wish refreshing in his mind.

Greedy middle-aged Lao Deng.

If you still want to play in the provincial competition and you are not afraid of a fine of 500,000 yuan, An can use the real nuclear radiation-level tea-making technology developed in his previous life.

"Ah Qing, leave Lao Deng alone. He's too outrageous."

(End of this chapter)