The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 471 Second Uncle, Yu Zhengxi
"buzzing"

The black-breasted cockroach was making up stories about Master Fuli based on facts. In short, he forgot the beginning and the end, but Master Fuli was in poor health.

After saying that, the black-breasted cockroach struck a pose as if it were about to die, as if someone were about to deliver a thirty-hit combo with a slipper.

It punched Master Fuli; whether he'll die or not is hard to say.

But Master Fuli will readily grab the heaviest thing beside him and unleash a flurry of blows on the enemy's head. The severity of the injury will depend on the weight of the thing Master Fuli casually picks up.

Probably
Apart from Ah Qing, there shouldn't be anyone else who pinched Master Fuli's cheek and said that he was physically weak.

"Ha ha."

Lin Ying, watching the cockroaches perform a silent show through the window in the kitchen, found it very interesting and took out her phone to record the performance in the garden.

…………

On the roads of Changxi Town.

Ah Qing carried the little fox on her shoulder and hummed a little tune as she walked towards the farmers' market.

"By the way, who's your second uncle again? Why do you seem so happy about it?"

An Sheng, who was leaning on A Qing's shoulder, could clearly feel her emotional changes.

"You're asking about your second uncle?"

Hearing the little fox's curious question, A-Qing thought for a moment and said, "Well, Second Uncle should be the most educated person in the village, and he should also be among the first to go to the big city to work through legal channels."

"When I worked in Shenzhen, they would often send me all sorts of toys. Later, when I was transferred to Beijing, they would frequently send me all kinds of delicious food."

"A large portion of the yak jerky you eat was mailed to us by my second uncle!"

Ah Qing's second uncle, Yu Zhengxi, used to be a prominent figure in the village. He was probably the first academic genius in Changxi Town to be admitted to Imperial University based on his grades.

In the early 2000s, young people in Changxi Town did not want to stay in their hometown to develop their careers. Instead, they wanted to go to big cities to make a living. Their first thought was definitely not the four major first-tier cities in China, but a group of international metropolises led by New York.

We worshipped Mazu today, and boarded the boat in the early morning.

They come from overseas and become locals once they land.

"Wow, you have a top student in your family!" An Sheng was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

Old Deng runs a tea shop; he's a small business owner.

Ah Qing's third uncle runs a clothing business in Guangzhou. Her aunt originally worked for a foreign company, but after marrying her current husband, they started running an electronics store together.

Suddenly, a top student from Beijing University appeared in the business of a small business.

It truly opened An Sheng's eyes; he never imagined that A Qing's talent for studying diligently was inherited.

"Of course! Our family used to be considered a scholarly family," Ah Qing said with a proud look on her face.

"Bah"

The little fox was somewhat disappointed. He had thought he was the most educated person in the family, but he never expected that there was another expert hiding in the house.

"Waaah! Master, master, don't be possessive of your food, Little White is scared." The two-year-old Corgi, sitting in the Denza, looked at its owner with fear. It still couldn't forget the terrifying scene when, at seven months old, its owner had bitten its neck while possessive of its food. Li Qiuxia, holding small treats and feeding Little White, looked at the picky eater with a puzzled expression.

[Wish Fulfilled: Correcting the owner's food aggression]

While chatting with Ah Qing, a golden light suddenly flashed in An Sheng's mind, and a brand new wish appeared in his mind.

However, An Sheng was speechless when she saw the contents of the wish.

Good guy!
He had seen cats, dogs, crocodiles, leopards, and even cows guarding their food, but this was the first time An Sheng had ever encountered a pet guarding its food.

Pet food aggression is easy to solve; just reason with them. Master Fuli's words always have their own logic.

But people are protective of their food.
An Sheng couldn't even handle A Qing's food aggression, so how would he know how to correct human food aggression? Unless, of course, the other side was some foreign spy, agent, or member of the Longevity Club, in which case Master Fu Li would just smash him down with a hammer. "Huh? You brat An! Why are you cursing me!" A Qing was immediately displeased when she heard the little fox's mutterings.

What do you mean Ah Qing is particularly possessive of her food? I don't have that.

"Yes, yes, yes, you forgot about the shrimp dumplings from yesterday?" An Sheng rolled her eyes and complained.

"That was just an accident. I accidentally got some sauce on my food and was worried you'd get an upset stomach."

"You fart!"

"Really, I swear."

In the blink of an eye, Ah Qing had walked across the village road and arrived at the main road of the farmers' market. A Denza electric scooter was parked under the shade of a tree by the roadside. A thin, middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses, a short-sleeved shirt, and sandals sat on the scooter's engine cover, his hair disheveled, his eyes somewhat vacant, and a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Judging from his half-dead expression, it must be a side effect of long hours of overtime work; even his black-rimmed glasses couldn't hide his heavy dark circles.

"what"

Sitting on the hood, Yu Zhengxi, who was so sleepy that he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye and yawned.

He casually stuffed the cigarette butts in his hand into the nearly overflowing portable ashtray, squeezed the box, and stubbed them out. Yu Zhengxi raised his hand, smiled, and looked at A Qing, saying, "A Qing, over here!"

"Second uncle!"

When Ah Qing saw her second uncle, who looked haggard, she was taken aback and stared at him in surprise: "You..."

"Don't even mention it. I had already asked the factory for leave, but then a big leader came and said it was urgent, which made our factory work overtime for two days straight."

Yu Zhengxi took off his glasses and rubbed his face: "I couldn't buy plane tickets, there were no train tickets, and even the ride-sharing driver called me an idiot. I had no choice but to drive two thousand kilometers back."

"Your aunt and I were almost exhausted," the second uncle complained.

It's not difficult to get a ride from the capital to Jiule, but now it's the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and nobody cares about Yu Zhengxi at all.

One by one, they were either rushing home for the holiday or backing down at the sight of the 2,000-kilometer journey.

This isn't a rideshare; it's a driver endurance race. By the end of the trip, either the car or the driver has to die on the highway.

"I'm not going to say anything more, let's get in the car first! I'll go back, take a shower, and get some sleep before we talk about anything else."

Yu Zhengxi opened the car door for A Qing. The woman holding the corgi in the passenger seat smiled, looked at A Qing, and greeted her:

"Hello, Qing, I'm your aunt, Li Qiuxia!"

"Ok?"

Ah Qing was taken aback when she saw her aunt, her lips twitched, and she looked at her second uncle who was sitting in the driver's seat preparing to drive.

Second Uncle
Isn't this a bit inappropriate? And now it's another new auntie.
Ah Qing had never seen the aunt in front of her before, but if she remembered correctly, this should be her third aunt.

"Yes, she's the new aunt. Your previous aunt complained that your second uncle was working overtime every day, and we ended up fighting in the neighborhood and getting a peaceful divorce."

Yu Zhengxi yawned and complained:
"Ah Qing, remember this when you get married: don't date men who work overtime every day. After you get married, you'll only be able to sit on the balcony, counting flight times and wondering which flight your husband is on."

"Except for those who earn a lot."

"Is this how you raise children?" Li Qiuxia rolled her eyes at Yu Zhengxi. "No wonder your ex beat you up with a wooden stick in the neighborhood."

“We’re family, so let’s not be so formal! Aren’t I just giving Ah Qing some life advice?” Yu Zhengxi said.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

"Uh," Ah Qing said awkwardly, unsure how to respond.

“Your second uncle is pretty slutty!” An Sheng complained.

(End of this chapter)