Chapter 96

7:30 PM.

With Mo Mo Yiqing's seasoned driving skills, it took only ten minutes during rush hour for Yu Yu Xueqing to return home from the commercial street.

Only.

When arriving at the door, Yu Yu Xueqing was stunned when she saw the pickup truck in front of the house, showing a look of surprise.

"Hmm? Why did Dad come to the old house?"

An old Futian pickup truck was parked in front of the door, and Yu Yu Xueqing recognized it as her father's at a glance.

"I'll take a blind guess; it's definitely Old Chen, calling the old fogey over to discuss participating in the tea-fighting competition."

The sharp-eared and sharp-eyed little fox heard the conversation between Yu Yu Zhenghong and Chen Fengshui coming from inside the house from a distance, and An Sheng spoke with a strange expression.

"Is your dad home too?"

Mo Mo Yiqing had just parked the car when she heard Yu Yu Xueqing's muttering; she scanned the doorway and asked:

"Seeing Aqing, where is there a supermarket nearby? I'll go buy two cartons of cigarettes and alcohol for your uncle. It's my first time visiting, and it doesn't seem right to come empty-handed."

"No need, no need, my dad's cheeks hurt from smoking, and you've already bought so many things for Xiao An; how could I let you spend more money..."

Yu Yu Xueqing shook her head and helped carry the clothes Mo Mo Yiqing bought into the house.

Entering the courtyard, Yu Yu Xueqing saw her smiling parents sitting in the house, and the village chief was sitting on a single sofa, muttering:

"Our village's tea-fighting competition is settled like this. The oolong tea in summer and autumn is slightly inferior to spring tea in taste; you should pay more attention to the picking period recently. By the way, if you can't find a suitable tea maker, I'll introduce one to you."

"The position of summer and autumn tea is already awkward; if there isn't a good tea maker, it will be difficult to break through."

"Also, there have been wild boars on the mountain recently; everyone who keeps pets at home and has invited the Lord, all..."

Stare—

An Sheng, lying on Yu Yu Xueqing's shoulder, looked straight at Old Chen in the house.

Old Chen seemed to sense something; his peripheral vision swept over, and his whole body stiffened, but he pretended not to see it and said to Yu Yu Zhenghong and Chen Chen Peipei in a deep voice: "In short, be careful when walking pets outside, and feed your pets more snacks so that pets with limited activity don't get depressed at home and make noise that disturbs the neighbors."

"Dad, Mom, I'm back. Hello, Uncle Chen." Yu Yu Xueqing carried the little fox on her shoulder and returned home, greeting her parents with a smile, and then greeted Old Chen:

"Dad, Mom, come and see quickly; the most beautiful female classmate in our school has come to our house to play."

Yu Yu Xueqing took Mo Mo Yiqing's little hand and pulled the school beauty of the Emerging Nongke Academy into the house to introduce her to her parents.

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt! It's our first time meeting, and I didn't have time to prepare any gifts. I happen to have a box of foreign liquor for Uncle..."

Mo Mo Yiqing's face was slightly embarrassed as she handed a black box without packaging to Yu Yu Xueqing's dad.

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

Her relationship with Yu Yu Xueqing naturally didn't require any extra gifts, but Mo Mo Yiqing really didn't expect that there would be elders in Yu Yu Xueqing's house.

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

Although it felt strange to give whiskey, it was better than really coming empty-handed with some shopping bags.

"What are you saying, you're here, why bring gifts?"

Seeing the wine Mo Mo Yiqing stuffed over, how could Yu Yu Zhenghong accept it? He hurriedly pushed it back to Mo Mo Yiqing.

"Female classmate, school beauty?" Chen Chen Peipei looked at Mo Mo Yiqing's appearance and figure, and suddenly gasped, asking Yu Yu Xueqing unobtrusively: "Seeing Aqing... doesn't your school only teach farming and rice planting? Your classmate this..."

"Momo is studying agricultural resources and environment; it's just that we are in the same dormitory. Apart from some professional courses, the general course content is about the same."

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

Yu Yu Xueqing introduced Mo Mo Yiqing to her parents, talking about how Mo Mo Yiqing fed her every few days at school.

And across the table, Old Chen looked at Lord Lord Fuli, who was squatting on the table, with an embarrassed face.

One person and one fox stared at each other, and An Sheng looked at Old Chen with suspicion.

Old Chen sat upright, his face full of righteousness, not at all like someone preparing to snitch.

"Stop playing dumb!"

An Sheng rolled his eyes and whimpered: "We foxes are all serious foxes; yesterday's incident was really just a pure accident."

"How would I know that thing was so potent."

"We foxes really don't do illegal things, but a talented person has emerged in our village. I don't know if you remember Chen Nian, who used to wander around the village and shoot videos of himself shaking his hands; he has gone to learn martial arts now."

"What martial arts did he learn? Of course, it's American traditional martial arts: large-caliber revolver iaijutsu."

Although Old Chen couldn't understand fox language, and there were many people in the living room, it wasn't easy for the little fox to type, but An Sheng still told Old Chen a piece of good news.

Our Changxi Town has produced talent; when we eat at the ancestral hall, remember to tell the ancestors.

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Old Chen, who was being watched by Lord Lord Fuli, although he felt a bit like he had thorns on his back, still very dutifully told Yu Yu Zhenghong about the matters of the tea-fighting competition.

Old Chen spoke very seriously and also introduced some experienced tea makers to Yu Yu Zhenghong.

Regarding Yu Yu Zhenghong's participation, Old Chen sincerely hoped that their family would stand out and win the championship, preferably, in one fell swoop, surpassing the Lin family and becoming the richest family in the village.

Otherwise...

Lord Lord Fuli is too scary; he can even get core parts for automatic rifles.

If A-Hong's family is still this poor, Old Chen doesn't even dare to think about whether Lord Lord Fuli will sell airplanes and tanks in the future, earning US dollars in the international market to subsidize A-Hong's household expenses.

"A mere village-level selection competition, isn't it just something you can do with your hands? Why make it so serious? Tea companies and big tea farmers don't participate in village-level competitions anyway."

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

"Seeing Aqing, if you believe in An, just make a wish. My strongest cyber-tech tea-making technique, although sealed, I still learned a few tricks from that old man back then."

"One fox, one small cast-iron pot, plus three bottles of iced cola and two roasted chickens; no matter when the tea was picked, spring, summer, autumn, or winter, I can stir-fry a hundred-ton king and directly crash all the judges with one car."

"It's just that, at that time, the old fogey might need to follow me and learn for a few days. After all, tea leaves stir-fried by a fox, no matter how you think about it, couldn't possibly pass food safety certification."

"Isn't it still Old Chen learning from me, and then Old Chen teaching the old fogey better? The old fogey has high blood pressure; I'm worried that if he sees a fox stir-frying tea, his blood pressure might explode."

"Ying ying ying—"

"Master, Master~ Fox knows about this; we eat grass when our stomachs are uncomfortable, and Fox knows where there is super spiritual grass..."

Even though An Sheng's strongest tea-making technique couldn't be used due to safety risks, he was still very confident that he could win the village-level tea-fighting competition with autumn tea.

However, An Sheng's confident words, after being machine-translated in Yu Yu Xueqing's mind, became a bit strange.

"Alright, alright—our Xiao An is the best, so I'll leave it to our Xiao An to find good tea leaves."

【Lord Lord Fuli is above, bless me, A-Hong, to stand out in the village-level competition and hit the city and provincial levels. I, A-Hong, am really too eager to stir-fry tea! — Yu Yu Zhenghong looked at Lord Lord Fuli, whom Seeing Aqing invited, and in his heart, he rubbed his hands like a fly with a flattering expression, secretly praying for divine protection.】

【Wish fulfilled: Fox Master Tea Making (Tea culture is long and profound, with various families competing for beauty, all in a stage of immortals dueling in magic, a battle of gods, with prices of thirty to fifty thousand per jin, making others dumbfounded, thus keeping them at a distance from so-called tea leaves, giving it a punch)】

"Hmm? Old fogey, why are you joining in the fun?" An Sheng saw the wish refreshed in his mind and rolled his eyes.

Greedy middle-aged old fogey.

You still want to hit the provincial competition; if you aren't afraid of getting a 500,000 fine, I could actually bring out the true nuclear-radiation-level tea-making process developed in my past life.

"Seeing Aqing, don't mind the old fogey; he's too outrageous."

(End of Chapter)