The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 472 A Strange Couple
"If it weren't for the fact that Aqing is a girl, I would definitely have to teach her some experience properly."

"With all my years of experience in blind dating, I've seen all sorts of relationship problems."

Following the directions Ah Qing pointed out, Yu Zhengxi drove the car towards the ancestral home, muttering to himself as he shared some dating tips with Ah Qing.

However, Li Qiuxia, who was in the passenger seat, rolled her eyes and repeatedly interrupted him as he talked nonsense.

"Well"

Ah Qing was listening, but she seemed somewhat distracted.

A sweet romance might be nice, but Ah Qing always felt something was off.

Perhaps because I studied at an agricultural science college, the breakup season on campus usually falls during the spring planting and autumn harvest.

The thought of finding a boyfriend in the future made him stare at her warily, saying, "What? You said you wanted to take me home to meet your parents? Bullshit! You clearly just want to trick me into helping you pick tea leaves at your house, you slut!"

Ah Qing felt overwhelmed just thinking about it.

"If I study at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, it might be a bit difficult to find a boyfriend," A-Qing said to her second uncle after thinking for a moment.

"How could that be? Graduates from the Xinxing Agricultural Academy are highly sought after." Yu Zhengxi was a little stunned when he heard A Qing's words, not understanding why A Qing said that it was difficult for agricultural academy students to get married.

"Xiao An."

Ah Qing's expression turned subtle as she glanced at the little fox and asked, "We'll be picking autumn tea during the National Day holiday. Would you like to come up the mountain with me then?"

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The little fox shifted its rear end, tilted its head, and looked at Ah Qing with a questioning whimper.

The fox seemed to understand something, but also seemed not to understand anything at all, looking at Ah Qing with a completely bewildered expression.

"Second Uncle," Ah Qing called out helplessly.

Yu Zhengxi looked exasperated, her lips twitching as she remained silent.

The moment tea picking was mentioned, the fox that had just been clinging to A-Qing's leg immediately darted away, as if it would be kidnapped and sold into the deep mountains and forests if it took two steps too slow.

Although A-Qing didn't mention the difficulties agricultural students face in finding love, it's as if she said everything.

The credibility of the faculty and students of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
I'm afraid even scanning a shared power bank would be a hassle; I could sit at the same table as Bharat now.

"So... what did you say?" Li Qiuxia was puzzled by the sudden silence in the car. Meanwhile, the Corgi lying on her lap, its little eyes darting around cautiously, licked a chicken wing from its bowl.

But after taking one lick, it immediately pulled its head back, looked at its owner warily, and then tentatively stuck out its tongue to lick the food again. After five attempts, the Corgi finally picked up the food from its bowl.

Great! The lady of the house isn't possessive of her food! The Corgi happily ate the chicken wing root.

Guided by A-Qing, Yu Zhengxi took a detour into the village from the end of the village and parked the car by the roadside near the old house.

At the entrance of the old house, Yu Zhenghong was already waiting at the gate and waving to Yu Zhengxi.

“Indulging in some traditional virtues? It’s super effective.” Seeing Yu Zhengxi get out of the car, Yu Zhenghong smiled, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice.

"State-owned enterprises? Don't do that." Yu Zhengxi smiled and said, "If someone reports this to the company, my old boss will strangle me."

That's what he said, but when he got home, he casually drew the curtains, offered incense to his parents, then quietly offered incense to Mazu, and lit incense for the local mountain god on the altar.

"Don't rush, there's also this heavyweight," Yu Zhenghong took the Fuli Master from A Qing's arms and placed him on an empty spot on the altar: "New Master!"

"Really? Even a raccoon dog can do it?"

"It's true, especially when it comes to windfall gains, the power of the Self-Lucky Master is simply overwhelming!"

Yu Zhenghong looked serious and muttered to himself, while Yu Zhengxi nodded thoughtfully and began studying the tradition.

Ah Qing looked helplessly at the 'Traditional Virtues Research Group' composed of her father, second uncle, and third uncle.

What happened to our promise not to uphold traditional virtues?
The old boss immediately stopped paying attention as soon as the curtains were drawn. "What are you studying there? Dinner's ready!"

Wearing an apron, Yu Jingwen came out of the kitchen and called out to her buddies.

"it is good!"

Yu Zhenghong said with a big smile, "Come on, let's go eat first. After we eat, I'll take out my treasured possessions and show them to you."

"The aroma and flavor of that tea are absolutely amazing, comparable to Jin Jun Mei from the core production area."

"It's a pity there's not enough. I asked Lao Chen, and he told me to ask less," Yu Zhenghong said with a look of melancholy.

Old Chen's tea master was good, but his output was pitifully small. Every time he made tea, he could only barely squeeze out one box (30 catties).

But when I think of the master, he's already at the age where he wets his shoes when things are going smoothly.

Yu Zhenghong has come to terms with some things.

"What are you doing hiding under the table? Time to eat."

An Sheng came out of the bathroom, glanced at the corgi hiding under the coffee table with a wronged look on its face, and kept glancing at the corgi at the dining table, complaining with a black line on its face.

"Waaah." The corgi said pitifully, giving up a little space for Master Fuli.

"No, my master is extremely possessive of her food."

"There used to be a big, fierce dog that ate some food in the neighborhood. Its owner snapped its neck with his bare hands. The dog's head was dangling in front of him, its eyes wide open and twitching."

"Come here too, the master is terrifying."

According to Corgi's description, there was a large black dog with a yellow mouth and drooling. In the neighborhood, it pounced on pedestrians and stole their food. Li Qiuxia went up and stomped on the dog's spine, breaking it with her bare hands.

In a Corgi's mind, all food belongs to its owner.

She won't give it to me, so I can't eat it; if I do, I'll die.

She gave it to him, and if he were still standing beside her, she would have to be constantly on guard against the king biting her while protecting his food—the ultimate terror.

"Black, yellow muzzle, large dog," An Sheng asked, stunned. "A Rottweiler? Your owner hunted down a Rottweiler known for its strength with his bare hands?"

Although Rottweilers are medium-sized dogs, their fighting ability should not be underestimated. They are all muscle and are among the dangerous dog breeds that are banned in cities.

Some healthy Rottweilers can weigh up to 100 pounds, and even bear-like Alaskan Malamutes would tuck their tails between their legs and hide behind their owners when they see one.

"Awoo." The corgi thought for a moment and responded.

"Goodness, Uncle Qing is living the good life!" An Sheng said with a strange expression.

If Li Qiuxia could kill Rowena in two moves, then she could naturally crush A Qing's second uncle in an instant.

All I can say is that Uncle Qing is the kind of person who can sleep on anything without getting a stiff neck; his neck is exceptionally stiff.

She invited Corgi to dinner, but as soon as Corgi saw Li Qiuxia start eating, it retreated from under the table to under the sofa, its face full of undisguised fear, and its tummy started shaking.

"Good guy"

"In the future, if you have any dog ​​training services, don't send them to the homeless shelter. Just send them to Aunt Qing."

An Sheng muttered a complaint, shook his head, and jumped onto A Qing's lap to prepare for his meal, not at all worried that Li Qiuxia's possessiveness of food might reach his head.

It's good enough that they don't hoard their food.

She still dares to come and protect her food?

Want to start a war? Show me your tanks.

(End of this chapter)