Chapter 12

"Ying?"

An Sheng saw the wish Yu Xueqing made in his mind, and couldn't help but be stunned and fell into deep thought.

The basic condition for wish fulfillment is family happiness; An Sheng 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 heaven-defying thing.

Red foxes in the Xia-North region have legends that they are the spirit foxes under the seat of Hu San Tai Nai, with a special status, while in the Taoist religion of the Xia-East region, there are legends about white fox immortals.

Foxes are spiritual things, elves of nature.

Raising a fox is equivalent to inviting a god; humans can't, at least people whose eight characters are not strong enough absolutely shouldn't.

Yu Xueqing's father, no matter what, couldn't let his daughter raise a fox.

When Yu Xueqing's father sees An Sheng, the final outcome must be ignoring An Sheng's wishes, beating gongs and drums to send the god away, and putting An Sheng back into nature.

"Pfft—I've been out of the mountain twice, and you're still planning to perform 'three visits to the thatched cottage' for me?"

Thinking clearly about the difficulty of fulfilling Yu Xueqing's wish, An Sheng finally knew why a "ghost fire ending" option appeared in the brackets of the wish fulfillment conditions.

Because Yu Xueqing's father is indeed an "old guy" to him currently.

And the fate of the old guy is naturally the "ghost fire youth."

I struggled to run out of the forest to act cute and beg for food, wanting to experience a detached villa, and you actually want to send me back to the mountains?

I don't even look down on the big pot rice of the national protected animal park, or the big dormitory, and you want me to gnaw on hedgehogs?

"Ying ying ying—"

An Sheng, who knew the truth, couldn't help but scold the old guy for not acting like a human; he only eats two taels of rice a day, is it worth going to such trouble to send me back to the mountain ditch?

You try sending me to the mountain, and An will push the wheeled water-cooled Maxim back the next day!

"Xiao'an!"

Yu Xueqing, who came back to her senses, looked at the fox poking his head at the windowsill, and couldn't help but show a serious expression: "The situation ahead is very severe and difficult; my dad is planning to bring a pressure cooker over; he said he wants to give you a bath."

Yu Xueqing fully activated her ability to communicate with animals, trying to make Xiao'an understand how terrible a pressure cooker is for small animals.

As Yu Xueqing's communication ability was activated, strange scenes suddenly appeared in An Sheng's brain.

In the old house at night, a middle-aged man whose face could not be seen, naked from the waist up, wrapped in a pig-killing apron, happily holding a pressure cooker with hot water, looking at An Sheng with a grin:

"Oh, whose beautiful little cutie is this? Do you want to take a bath in uncle's pot? Uncle's pressure cooker has never had a bad review since it debuted."

An Sheng was dumbfounded, and his cerebellum was shriveled by the sudden appearance of the picture.

Where did the picture in his brain... come from?

An Sheng dared to guarantee with his bells that no matter what happened, he would not imagine any male image in his brain, let alone a naked middle-aged uncle in an apron...

If someone ran in front of him and invited him to take a bath in a pressure cooker.

An Sheng dared to guarantee that besides whimpering, the fox could also make moves like "Great Chu rises, Chen Sheng is king," and "Are kings and nobles born with seeds?"

In other words, the picture in his brain might come from Aqing!

An Sheng looked at Yu Xueqing suspiciously: "Ying?"

Not sister, I feel like there is a picture frantically forcing my brain.

"Master~ I'm scared..."

"Xiao'an, don't be afraid..."

Yu Xueqing gritted her teeth, her face hardened, and she said harshly: "You hide well later; if Dad really discovers that I'm raising a fox... I'll cry super loudly!"

"I was a famous crybaby when I was a child, and I even cried for three hours at the longest, crying until my eyes were swollen!"

"Ying ying ying—"

An Sheng heard this and first had a black line on his forehead, then suddenly felt moved.

Aqing's behavior of arguing with her father for him now, couldn't it be considered a promise of not wanting a dowry and being willing to elope for love?

An Sheng was almost moved to tears.

In his past life, he wanted to get married; starting with five hundred thousand, then three jin, plus a car, a house, and a nanny.

An Sheng was puzzled at the time, what is three jin?

The other side said, three jin of gold jewelry with a purity of three nines.

Yu Xueqing temporarily placed the fox on the fourth floor, put down food and water basins,

she hurriedly returned to the first floor, cleaning up items related to the fox, fearing that her father would see something when he came over.

And just when Yu Xueqing was waiting for the judgment of fate with a heart full of anxiety.

An Sheng ran to the second floor, slid down the drainpipe to the alley adjacent to the neighbor's house.

"Aqing, don't worry, An is absolutely not a heartless person, I won't make it difficult for you!"

"The Qing Dynasty has been dead for so long, and your father is still holding onto superstitious dross there; later, if he doesn't let the old guy respectfully lift me up to the table, An will shave his head and sleep in the zoo the next day."

An Sheng curled his lips on his little fox face, but if he could transform, he would immediately go and borrow a "ghost fire" motorcycle.

An Sheng raised his tail, climbed over the wall, ran into Laifu's house, ran to a pile of old farm machinery tools, and found a bottle of Maotai that had been aged for nearly fifteen years.

An Sheng patted the dirt on the gift box, bit it, and walked toward Lin Ying's house, preparing to use high-intensity human relationships.

Not long after An Sheng left, an old Tianfu pickup truck drove to the front of Yu Xueqing's house.

"Aqing!"

From the passenger seat, a middle-aged beautiful woman with a half-short slanted bangs hairstyle stepped down, smiling and greeting Yu Xueqing who was waiting for them at the door.

Although the beautiful woman was in her early forties, there was no trace of time on her slightly powdered cheeks, like a beauty in her late twenties.

"Mom."

Yu Xueqing called out, hurriedly stepped forward to take the vegetable basket from her mother's hand and helped carry things into the house.

"Aqing, I remember you said yesterday that the lock on the old house door had some problems, right? I specifically brought a toolbox when I came over today."

Yu Xueqing's father walked out of the driver's seat; his appearance was average, carrying thickness, full of joy, and his skin was slightly dark, obviously a strong man who often struggled under the sun.

It's just that no matter how fierce the dark-skinned sports student is, he can't withstand the butcher knife of time; Yu Xueqing's father obviously didn't pay much attention to belly management.

"Ah! Let's talk about those things later! Don't look at what time it is now, let's cook and eat 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 they don't cook and cook, I'm afraid they won't have food to eat until two o'clock.

For today's family gathering, she bought a lot of food, and also bought things for barbecue at night.

"Humph, what do you know... you think the old house is the same as the city, full of surveillance cameras on the street?"

"Don't you know what safety is?"

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

Seeing the mother and daughter enter the house, Yu Xueqing's father, Yu Zhenghong, arrived in front of the entrance door, fiddled with the door lock for a long time, and shouted into the house with a face full of confusion: "Aqing, where is the problem with the door lock? How come I checked it inside and out and there is no problem."

"Ah? It's that lock cylinder! It often won't pop out after opening the lock, and you have to use your hands to fiddle with it."

Yu Xueqing, wearing slippers, ran out of the house and told her father what kind of failure and problem the door lock had.

However, the father and daughter fiddled with the door lock for a long time, and the door lock popped back into place as smoothly as Dove chocolate.

There was no situation where it was stuck and couldn't pop back.

"Ah this..."

Yu Xueqing was full of strangeness, raised her hand and patted the lock on the door, trying to replicate the failure, but the door lock switch was still as smooth as Dove chocolate.

There was no "stuck" situation before at all.

(End of chapter)