Chapter 174: Tear! Tear it all up!

"Xiao An, come over! Salary is paid!"

Waiting for Yu Zhenghong to finish the meeting and come back, Yu Xueqing got one thousand yuan in cash from her parents through WeChat transfer, and Yu Xueqing shouted upstairs.

Under the gaze of her parents, Mo Yiqing, and the live broadcast audience, Yu Xueqing's expression was solemn. In front of An Sheng, she divided his salary, five hundred as the next month's extra meal fee, and the other five hundred saved in the jar.

【Ding! Please streamer comply with the live broadcast regulations, please do not show large amounts of cash in the live broadcast room to show off wealth, you have violated the live broadcast regulations, now...】

When Yu Xueqing settled the account for the little fox, an AI audit violation penalty announcement popped up on the live broadcast screen, and the live broadcast room was banned again.

However, before the announcement showed the flow interruption penalty or ban, the violation violation announcement on the live broadcast screen was revoked by itself.

Yu Xueqing looked at the live broadcast room with a full face of daze, and then at the piggy bank in her hand.

"So, can I show it, or can I not show it?"

【Can show! But only a small amount can be shown, otherwise it may be judged as suspicion of showing off wealth.】

On the public screen of the live broadcast room, the bullet screen of the top brother Su Mou floated over, and he brought two sports cars.

Subsequently, two more sports cars flashed on the public screen.

【The little fox is too cute, the child is so thin that he can't be weighed on the scale, buy him something to eat! If he is hungry like this, I am worried that he will gnaw people when he goes out.】

Su Mou's bullet screen accompanied by the sports car reward floated over the public screen again.

Seeing the reward from the strange big brother, Yu Xueqing had a question mark on her head.

In her live broadcast room, this top big brother should be considered a very strange person.

As long as she broadcasts, there must be two sports cars, and he doesn't want any WeChat or Penguin numbers. The only requirement is to give the little fox some good food!

The top one is a fox fanatic... hmm.

Xueqing took the little fox to broadcast, during which, just like usual, she violated strange flow interruption words again.

But this time the live broadcast room was really hard. No matter the flow interruption announcement popped up, it just didn't show the black screen of flow interruption, and it was as strong as a war god who ate two plates of sildenafil.

It is suspected that some great power is exerting force behind the scenes.

An Sheng thought for a moment, glanced at the Su Mou ID, and felt that Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao should have done something.

Yu Xueqing looked strange, looking at the little fox who was already wagging his big tail in the live broadcast room and bragging with the audience.

"Always feel... the live broadcast room is strange today."

Because Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei slept in the old house, An Sheng didn't go out to shop, Mo Yiqing didn't run to the second floor to enjoy beauty alone, and An Sheng, Xueqing, and Mo Yiqing all went to bed early and honestly.

3:30 in the morning.

Outside Yu Xueqing's bedroom door, there was a knock, and the two people

Aqing, with her rich experience, spoke outward: "It's here!"

An Sheng also seemed accustomed to it as he got up from the bed; only Mo Yiqing remained somewhat bewildered.

"Mo Mo, hurry up and get up! We have to go offer incense. If we go late, we'll have to calculate the geometric distribution."

Yu Xueqing rose from the bed and hurriedly pulled on the not-yet-fully-awake Mo Yiqing.

A moment after the sound of knocking on the door passed, the sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out through the streets and alleys, and flames and gunpowder smoke rose up in the village, turning into layers of thin mist.

Yu Xueqing covered her own ears with one hand and covered Xiaoan's ears as well.

Yu Zhenghong also lit the firecrackers hanging in the courtyard.

The explosive sound of firecrackers and the white gunpowder smoke permeated into the room on the first floor.

"Peipei, Aqing, hurry up and come over. I'm heading over to the ancestral hall to assemble first!"

After Yu Zhenghong set off the firecrackers, he ran straight toward the ancestral hall without looking back, preparing to snatch the first incense offering.

"So, what happened?" Mo Yiqing let out a big yawn and asked Aqing.

"Hmm, it's a bit hard to explain to you. You can roughly understand it as a KPI assessment unique to our Changxi. The person who runs to the ancestral hall first gets to participate in the god-inviting ceremony."

Yu Xueqing spoke while deep in thought, but Chen Peipei, who was on the side, said: "It's not that mysterious. To put it plainly, besides the factor of welcoming the gods, the most important thing is being able to show one's face in front of the village elders and wealthy fellow villagers. Who knows if there might be some matters in the future where we might need to trouble them."

"You two hurry up and put on your shoes and set off too. Although we don't need to rush like that, it's still uncomfortable to arrive late."

"Aren't you participating?" Mo Yiqing thought for a moment and looked at Aqing with some curiosity: "For an event like this, as long as one is a local villager, anyone should be able to participate, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xueqing's expression became difficult to maintain; she waved her hand politely and said: "Although women can participate, we generally don't. Or rather, what we should participate in is what happens after the god-welcoming ends."

"If we squeeze over there, our milk caps will be crushed."

"Milk caps?"

Mo Yiqing, who was from Shancheng, although she had regions with customs similar to Xia Dong, had never seen such a god-welcoming activity. Therefore, she felt some confusion about the "milk caps being crushed" that Aqing mentioned.

"Welcoming the gods isn't that interesting; the real highlight is the great collision of the ancestors of each village." The little fox made faces at Mo Yiqing, emitting a whimpering sound from its mouth.

Next, Mo Yiqing understood why Aqing said that welcoming the gods was not suitable for women to attend.

Throughout the entire village, all the young men, strong as oxen, were dressed in uniform attire. They stood in the ancestral hall, invited the orthodox deity statues onto the palanquins, and in groups of eight, carried the hundreds-of-jin statues. Bathed in the firelight of firecrackers and amidst the gunpowder smoke that resembled morning mist, they moved rapidly through the streets.

"Lord Fuli is boarding the palanquin! There is no time to explain the current situation to you."

An Sheng, held by Aqing, arrived slowly and leisurely at the ancestral hall with everyone.

However, An Sheng hadn't even had time to run to the tables prepared in the village to drink a bowl of hot soup.

Old Chen hurried over, said a few words to Chen Peipei and Aqing, then picked up An Sheng and ran outside.

With Yu Xueqing wearing an expression full of question marks, Old Chen threw the little fox directly onto a palanquin, and then the villagers, including Yu Zhenghong, hoisted the fox and ran.

"Phew, finally made it."

Old Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed with relief.

"Village Chief?"

Yu Xueqing looked at Old Chen, her head full of question marks.

"Haha..." Old Chen laughed awkwardly and said: "Remember those naughty kids from before? At that time, because Lord Fuli had merit in reporting, he sat on the altar. I originally thought this matter would end there."

"But the village elders said that Lord Fuli has merit and spirit and it cannot be left at that; he must be enshrined as a god."

If it were any other animal, Old Chen would certainly have refuted it with a face full of disdain.

But if it were Lord Fuli, Old Chen's confidence was not so strong when refuting it.

After all, other animals having spirit only meant they were slightly smarter and understood human nature.

But Lord Fuli was a genuine three-tailed fox. The three fluffy tails made Old Chen dream of Lord Fuli in his sleep at night, holding a Gatling gun, riding on people's heads, and shouting "Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up"—a terrifying scene.

Because Old Chen's refutation was not firm enough, the village elders settled the matter.

"How can this be! They'll be fighting later!" Yu Xueqing was shocked upon hearing this. She threw her mobile phone and keys from her pocket to her mother all at once and chased out at high speed, preparing to escort her little fox so that the little guy wouldn't be knocked into the sky by the god-welcoming teams of other villages in three, two, one.

"I'll go take a look too!"

Mo Yiqing held up her phone, preparing to record what she saw today and share it with her little sisters.

………………

"Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up! Ram into them!"

Sitting on the chair, holding the armrests, An Sheng whimpered happily in his mouth.

"It doesn't matter if you don't win the collision! Lord Fuli has a stick in his hand! I'll provide you with off-field support! I guarantee that under the stick, grandchildren will be born, and we'll scatter the people from other villages!"

(End of chapter)