The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 277 If you don't want it, I'll take it.

"Fuck!"

When Mo Yiqing heard A Qing call out "Xiao An," and glanced at the little fox, his first reaction was bewilderment, followed by deep shock.

Instead of being puzzled, Xiao An was wondering why she was in Chang'an City, which was thousands of miles away.

What truly shocked Mo Yiqing was that if Xiao An was in Chang'an, then who was that arrogant and displeased fox that A Qing had seen when she made a video call home after getting off the plane?

Although there are quite a few ancient tombs in Chang'an, it can't be this eerie in broad daylight, right?
Thinking about it, Mo Yiqing got goosebumps all over his body.

"嘤嘤嘤——"

An Sheng, who was being held in Lin Ying's arms, waved her little fox paws as she landed on the ground. She took three steps at a time and rushed to A Qing's side, stood up, and hugged A Qing's waist, which seemed to have thickened.

"Correct!"

"That's it! This is the plump, delicious feel of it." An Sheng hugged A Qing's waist and sighed inwardly.

Although Sister Lin was very nice, Ah Qing, who was strong and sturdy, had a fleshy and solid body that made the fox feel at ease.

"Little An? Is it really Little An?"

Ah Qing was startled when she saw the white fox dancing in front of her, trying to climb onto her shoulder.

"You and me... Wow!" Ah Qing was speechless.

Because of her live streaming, Ah Qing's hands were usually never free; one hand held the phone while the other hand was used to point and gesture during the live stream.

In addition, Xiao An doesn't like wearing a collar, and A Qing is worried that he will get lost in Changping Mountain. Therefore, she often puts Xiao An on her shoulder during the live broadcast.

Carrying a fox weighing ten or so pounds on your shoulder would be very uncomfortable for others.

But An Sheng's weight was nothing more than a sweat towel draped over A Qing's shoulder.

"Xiao An, did you also come by plane?"

After confirming several times that the little fox hopping in front of her was indeed Xiao An, whom she had found, A Qing remained dumbfounded. She held the little fox up to her face and, after a long pause, finally managed to utter a sentence.

Ah Qing was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

"I brought him here."

Lin Ying, walking behind Master Fuli, came to stand in front of A Qing and Mo Yiqing. After scanning their faces, she raised her hand and gently stroked Master Fuli's fair face in front of A Qing.

The old man Fuli was now wrapped around Aqing's shoulder like a scarf. Lin Ying's gesture of stroking the old man Fuli's face was not only very intimate to Xiao An, but also made Aqing feel a little awkward.

Lin Ying stroked the little face of the Fuli Master, and amidst An Sheng's puzzled expression, she softly said:
"It must have been about three days ago? I saw the little fox in Changxi Town."

He sat blankly on the wall, staring silently at the empty house, and began to murmur softly, as if calling out to something, but only the tire noise of passing cars answered him; the empty house could not respond.

"I noticed his soles were a bit red. When I picked him up to check, I found that it was probably because walking on the hot asphalt for a long time had worn down his pads."

Lin Ying's expression remained calm as she calmly recounted the story of Xiao An, a child left behind in an empty nest.

An Sheng stared at Lin Ying in disbelief, a subtle and profound feeling suddenly welling up inside him.

It's like a celestial being, untouched by worldly concerns, descending to the mortal realm. With one foot propped up on a chair, hands resting on the table as she rubs mahjong tiles, she pulls a crumpled pack of soft-pack cigarettes from her belly pocket, flicks one into her mouth, and lights it with a one-dollar lighter.

"So, Sister Lin can brag too," An Sheng thought to himself, utterly dumbfounded.

If he remembered correctly, when he left home that evening, Lin Bingyun was sitting in the back seat, taking out a 68-yuan can of iced cola with cane sugar from the refrigerator, and instructing the driver to drive the Maybach back to the village for seafood. The true story of Master Fuli, however, became, in Lin Ying's mouth, that Master Fuli, under the scorching sun, had his tiny, tender feet scalded by the 50-60 degree Celsius asphalt, causing blisters to form on the soles of his feet.

"Fuli was sitting on the wall, probably waiting for his owner to open the door. After I treated him, I asked around in the village and found out about you."

After Lin Ying finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and said, "My name is Lin Ying, and I'm a neighbor in Changxi Town. They usually jokingly call me the richest man in the village or the chairman. Now I'm officially handing the little fox over to you. If you don't like him, you can just throw him into my house."

"I like Xiao An!"

Startled by Lin Ying's preemptive strike, A Qing was completely caught up in Lin Ying's rhythm. She shrank her neck, clamped her arms around the little fox, and looked at the little fox perched on her shoulder with a pained expression.

After listening to Lin Ying's story, A Qing had so much to say to Xiao An.

However, when she saw Lin Ying's outstretched hand, A Qing still awkwardly and clumsily shook it.

Lin Ying pulled her hand back, then stepped forward again to grasp A Qing's fingertips, touching them briefly before pulling away. Without saying a word, she walked past the two of them.

"If you like it, keep it safe, don't let someone else take it." Lin Ying left with these words before she departed.

Ah Qing looked at Lin Ying's back, then at the little fox with a confused look on her shoulder.

After thinking for a moment, A-Qing took a bite of Xiao An's cheek and gently pulled up his cheek.

"You brat An! Instead of staying home obediently, you didn't even call me when something happened. I'll bite you to death!"

"Wang-"

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, An Sheng instinctively barked like a dog, looking at A Qing with a terrified expression:
"Hey! Drooling! Your drool is dripping onto my cheek!"

"hiss"

After Lin Ying disappeared into the crowd, Mo Yiqing, who had been silent, looked at A Qing with amazement and asked, "The richest man in your village has a really imposing presence, and even his speech has an official tone."

The "official tone" that Mo Yiqing is referring to here does not mean that the speech is written or mechanical, but rather that when Lin Ying speaks, it is not like an ordinary person speaking, where only the mouth and throat are making sounds. Instead, it is similar to bel canto, where the technique of chest resonance is used when speaking.

Speaking in this way can project an air of authority and produce clear and rhythmic speech. When combined with standard and fluent Mandarin, it becomes what is known as official jargon.

Some bureau-level officials, or those who have been immersed in officialdom for many years, speak with this kind of bureaucratic tone.

Of course, Mo Yiqing had never met leaders from other provinces or cities. Anyway, this was the tone of voice used when talking to leaders in Chancheng and Yangcheng, as well as leaders from surrounding areas.

"Not from our village."

"Maybe it's from the city or province? I don't know anything about those things." Aqing gave Xiao An a nip before turning to Momo to answer her question.

Lin Ying's claim that she is the richest person in the village is simply a humble statement.

Generally speaking, when people from Xiadong consider the status of the Lin family in the martial arts world, they cannot only look at the Lin family in Xia Kingdom, but also need to take into account the influence of the Lin family clan overseas.

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Ah Qing is usually busy with her studies and doesn't know much about the gossip in the village. She only knows that there is an extremely wealthy man in the village whose wealth is so great that he can communicate with the gods. His influence can even reach overseas. For example, if someone asks Mazu for help with things like shipping, he can ensure safety at sea.

Once on the other side, simply mentioning the Lin family's name will ensure a comfortable life, though not guarantee a worry-free existence. At least you'll have a place to stay.

After listening to Ah Qing's description of the legendary Lin family, Mo Yiqing looked at Master Fuli with a face full of surprise.

"Your foxes and sparrows are really something else!"

(End of this chapter)