fairy family

Chapter 7: Desire to Steal Life
Despite the reminder from the doorman, Mr. Qing, Yu Que did not crawl under the bed to sleep, but lay stiffly on the bed.

But at night, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he kept tossing and turning, not feeling sleepy at all.

Although there was a warm and comfortable bed under him, he felt that it was not as good as the hard stone floor.

He endured until dawn, when the sun came out. Yu Que then felt sleepy and slowly fell asleep.

His uncle and aunt wanted to wake him up for breakfast, but after quietly pushing the door open and taking a look, they quietly left the room and beat the two little ancestors in the family severely.

Amid the howling of the crowd, those who had to go to work went to work, and those who had to go to school went to school, leaving only my aunt in the room, tiptoeing and busying about.

When evening came, his uncle got off work early and there was more noise in the house. Yu Que finally woke up slowly, but he could clearly feel that there was still sunlight outside and he was reluctant to go out at this time.

Someone else came to the door, and a conversation was heard in the room. Yu Que suddenly opened his eyes.

"Que'er is not young anymore. With your family's wealth, it may be difficult to afford a household god. It is better to make plans early. Instead of wasting the opportunity, you should discuss it with the clan. I will definitely help you."

My uncle's harsh voice sounded:
"Que'er is a man of his own ideas. This is his idea. If he wants to, he will bring it up."

A light laugh sounded:
"He eats and lives in your house, how can you not make the decision? How dare he turn the tables?!
I heard that he ran away without permission and only came back last night. You spoiled him. If that bastard from our family came back, I would break his legs!"

After the other party sneered, he said again in a deep voice:
"Don't rush to refuse. I'm telling you the truth. This time, someone in the family's main branch needs help, so I was asked to be the middleman.

If Yu Que is sensible, the big shots will give him a hand, and it will be easy to find him a job. He can work for a few years, take out a loan to raise a family god, and find a wife in the clan, and his life will be complete!"

My uncle fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.

Yu Que was lying in the room. He heard the conversation between the two clearly and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face:

"As expected, although I am half a member of the Fu clan, if I want to take the Xiaoju exam and make a name for myself, there will definitely be all kinds of obstacles."

In an instant, Yu Que's originally weak sense of belonging to the Fu clan almost disappeared.

The reason why he took the risk to go out and look for ghosts this time was not only because he was young and full of vigor, but also because he had no choice but to do so.

Because there is a nine out of ten chance that when he is old enough to take the minor imperial examinations, someone will eye the place for loyalty and bravery that his father risked his life to leave for him, and will covet his achievements in immortal studies and want to replace him!
It should be noted that with his remaining experience in immortal studies, plus one place for loyalty and bravery, he only needs to have a decent family god, and the probability of making the list in the small examination will be more than 50%.

If there is a clan behind him, the probability of Xiaoju making the list is almost certain.

If they are ordinary students or families, they may not be able to imagine the matter of substitution due to their lack of experience and poor information. Even if they know about it, they may not believe it.

Fortunately, Yu Que is different. Not only does he have the memories of his previous life, but in this life he is also an outsider in the Fu clan. He has had a feeling of being dependent on others since he was a child, and he has been on guard against this early on.

The result is just as he expected. Someone from the clan comes and wants to wipe out the whole family.

The conversation in the narrow living room continued:

"Hey, Lao Yu, even if you don't care about your nephew, you have to think about yourself and your two daughters.

Think about it, since you came to Laifu Clan, the clan has never treated you unfairly, and even found you a stable job in Yexiang Clan."

The man persuaded him kindly: "Que'er is young and doesn't know the hardships of life. You are not young anymore. If you can get help from a noble person..."

Hearing this, Yu Que frowned. He stopped listening and didn't want to test his uncle.

Bang!

He jumped up from the bed, took a few steps, kicked open the door of his bedroom, and sneered:

"What a divisive and eloquent lobbyist! He is indeed an old dog of the Fu family."

The conversation in the living room came to an abrupt halt, and even the smoke seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

My uncle and the man from the Fu family looked at Yu Que in astonishment.

Crack!

Immediately, the uncle knocked the pipe in his hand heavily against the wall and shouted: "Yu Que, who taught you to talk to your elders like this! It seems that I really indulged you to the point of lawlessness." "Come here and apologize to Uncle Seventeen!" The uncle raised his eyebrows, then changed to an embarrassed expression, and said to the other person with a smile:

"Uncle Seventeen, children should be free to speak without restraint, free to speak without restraint."

"Heh!" Fu Shiqi, who was called "old dog" by Yu Que, snorted heavily, then slowly picked up the bowl of tea on the stool in front of him and spit out:
"Bah! Old Yu, even though you are from Yexiangsi, why do you have such a weird taste? The tea foam is so stinky, how can anyone swallow it?"

Yu Que squinted and looked at him, and the coldness on his face became even heavier.

What the family took out today was obviously the top-quality Pu'er tea that my uncle got by chance during the Chinese New Year. Normally, he would only indulge in it once or twice a month.

But my uncle said quickly:

"I'm sorry for the poor hospitality. Maybe it's spoiled. I'll go to the ghost market tomorrow and get some Qingming tea. It's so tender. I'll invite you to be my guest then."

Pa! Fu Shiqi put the tea bowl in his hand on the stool with a clang, cursing:

"You don't even have a tea table, and you're here to visit? If it weren't for the instructions from my superiors, I would have thought I was coming here every few days."

He spoke in a sarcastic tone, accusing others of slander for a while, then he looked up at Yu Que and said coldly:

"Now that you've heard it, think about what to do. Remember, if you don't show the right attitude and make your superiors unhappy, then even if you accept your fate, you won't get any benefits."

After saying this, the man stood up and left.

When Yu Que heard this, the cold expression on his face disappeared and a smile appeared on his face.

"Sit down!" But before he could do anything, his uncle stood up and shouted at him sternly.

Yu Que's expression stiffened slightly, but he still stopped where he was with a frown.

Fu Shiqi couldn't help but feel a chill running down his body as he was stared at by him with narrowed eyes.

Suddenly, the man stopped walking and turned around, smiling and showing his two canine-like fangs:

"You little bastard, you eat and drink from my Fu family, how can you still want to rebel?

Be sensible, otherwise if you die of illness or drowning one day, your uncle will have to send you off, and your whole family will be sad."

As soon as these words were spoken, the pupils of both my uncle and Yu Que shrank slightly, and the sound of dishes falling was heard from the kitchen.

They all heard the threat in Fu Shiqi's words.

If Yu Que died, naturally no one would use the loyal hero quota left by Yu Que's father. By then, with the strength of the Fu family, the quota would just be rotten in the pot and could be publicly nominated.

Therefore, both my uncle and aunt were frightened at once.

However, Yu Que's pupils shrank slightly, not because he was frightened, but because he felt murderous intent, and a violent murderous intent rose in his heart.

The smile on his face reappeared.

At this time, Fu Shiqi also vaguely sensed that something was wrong. Apart from the young masters inside and outside the clan, he had never seen a child of fifteen or sixteen who dared to confront him in front of him, especially after he released the fierce aura of the family god, and still dared to confront him like this!

"Attitude, huh?"

Yu Que smiled with his teeth showing. His two sharp teeth appeared in his mouth, and there was a gray air surging on his face, as if snakes and insects were crawling on his face.

hiss!
At this moment, both Fu Shiqi and his uncle looked surprised and puzzled:
"You raised a family god?"

"You're raising a family god!"

Yu Que smiled without saying anything. His figure flashed away, and only a voice suddenly sounded in Fu Shiqi's ears:

"I will show my attitude to the clan now."

(End of this chapter)