The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 526 Botou, the Hardcore Capital

“What are you thinking? I’m in a hurry to go to the supermarket in Botou to buy a pack of cigarettes, then light them up and burn the foreigners’ big butts, hoping they’ll pop some gold coins.”

Seeing that Ah Qing's hand was about to reach up and scoop up his fox butt, An Sheng, who had just dozed off for a while, rolled his eyes and complained.

How could someone as cultured as An, a lucky fox, possibly defecate or urinate on a high-speed train seat?
I'm in a hurry to go to Botou to start my business.

"Oh, he was in such a hurry to bite the sheep's butt that he scared me."

Upon hearing this, Ah Qing breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the little fox didn't try to pull itself onto the chair, everything was fine.

According to current high-speed rail regulations, cats and dogs weighing no more than 30 kilograms and with a shoulder height of less than 40 centimeters can travel with their pets if they carry a health certificate and a pet license.

However, if you leave your pet on a high-speed train, you'll have to pay a cleaning fee. Furthermore, the current pet-accompanying service on high-speed trains is only a trial operation; if the pet is too large, the train will eventually stop allowing pets on high-speed trains altogether.

"Little Fox"

"And they have a habit of chasing sheep and biting their butts?" Tang You, who was gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar grassland scenery, was slightly taken aback when she heard the conversation between A Qing and Xiao An beside her. A clear look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Ah Qing, you must have misheard. With Grandpa's easygoing personality—he even needs a ride to the bathroom in the dorm—I don't think he'd chase after a sheep and bite it."

Although Tang You couldn't understand animal language, how could she not understand her grandfather's personality?

In the dormitory, I'm too lazy to get down to use the toilet. I'll only go when someone goes to the balcony. I'll grab onto their leg and be dragged along, or I'll jump onto their shoulder and go to the balcony.

Tang You might believe it if someone said the dog could chase sheep or alpacas, but given her grandfather's carefree nature...
"He really meant chasing sheep's butts!" Ah Qing lifted the little fox nestled on her lap, shook him, and said with a hint of contemplation, "Perhaps it's because of coming to the grasslands that the fox's bloodline has awakened?"

"By the way, where are you from, fox?"

Although A-Qing already knew that Xiao An should be a national second-class protected animal, because its albino characteristics made it unable to survive in the wild, so it ran into the city.

But to be honest, all Ah Qing knew was that the little fox's birthday was in November, but she didn't know where his hometown was.

"You're asking what An's hometown is up to? Are you planning to release An back into the forest? I'll bite you!" The little fox looked at Ah Qing warily.

The last person to ask where his hometown was was the village elder, Old Chen.

After asking the question, he put himself in the pickup truck.

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After a two-hour journey, the high-speed railway, traversing the grasslands, gradually approached Botou Station and slowed down to enter the station.

"Let's go to my house first! Put your luggage down, and then I'll take you around the city."

"Please remember to use your phones frequently while you're at my house to check travel guides and try to leave before mealtimes."

"Otherwise, you'll all smell like milk too."

Before leaving the station, Tang You turned around and looked solemnly at her best friends in the dormitory.

On the first day back home after a long trip, I miss lamb or the milk tea from home.

But by the third day after arriving home, while still eating the sheep that was slaughtered on the first day back, the longing for home would fade.

"What does it feel like to smell like milk?" Lingren muttered to himself, feeling that what Youyou was saying was very appealing.

"It's like when you remove the enema, insert it into your butt, and sit on the toilet, you have to clench your fists tightly, your face turns red from holding it in, and you still can't get any product out."

Tang You, her face darkening, muttered a complaint and led the three of them toward the parking lot.

According to Tang You's observation, both A Qing and Ling Ren have the habit of eating fruits and vegetables with every meal. Mo Mo, who comes from Lingnan, is even more of a heavyweight. Even after a full meal, she still has to order a plate of leafy greens to cleanse her palate.

They probably haven't experienced the pain of constipation from eating lots of meat every day.

But Tang You felt that if they came home with her, it wouldn't take more than three days to make up for the regret of not having experienced the pain of constipation.

"Overbearing?" Seeing Tang You crouch down in front of a Japanese car and pull out the keys from under the vehicle, Mo Mo was stunned for a moment and asked, "Aren't baskets popular here?"

"It also needs to be easy to repair. That thing is very electronic. It's fine for driving in the city, but in the grasslands, this big metal box is more reliable."

Tang You unlocked it with the key, and everyone quickly understood the true value of the "big tin box" Tang You had mentioned.

On the center console, there's no large tablet, not even a car infotainment system; there's just a CD player on it.

"Good heavens, a diesel version from the rich kid's area!"

A retro vibe hits you right away. MoMo glanced at the nameplate on the car door and couldn't help but exclaim, "Hardcore!"

Apart from the air conditioning, there's nothing high-tech inside the car, which is why it's so durable.
This car is even poorer than an old JDM.

"Is this the legendary toy that can mount a machine gun in its tail box and start firing?"

Ah Qing wasn't interested in the car, but An Sheng, who was sitting in it, was quite interested. He raised his paw and started knocking and banging around inside the car to verify whether the legend was true or not.

And when driving on the road.

As they passed a wide road, Tang You pointed to a sign outside the window and said, "Look! See the sign on the left? I didn't lie to you, did I? I told you I could take you to drive tanks."

[Tank-only lane.]

Military vehicles have priority; other vehicles must give way.

"That's the real hardcore stuff. My off-road vehicle is just convenient for repairs; it's an economical car," Tang You said, introducing Botou's specialty products to her girlfriends.

The three people and one fox in the car were stunned when they saw the sign for a dedicated tank lane hanging on the roadside.

The three of them quickly took out their phones to take pictures and record this sign that was somewhat outrageous yet polite, and full of hardcore and wildness.

Tang You drove into the eastern suburbs, and soon a long row of villas with an extremely modern style, built on the edge of the city, came into view.

Several trucks with meat processing signs were parked in front of the self-built villa area.

Tang You glanced around, sighed, and drove to the front of her villa.

The villas have a largely uniform exterior, featuring a two-tone facade made of dry-hung stone. Large areas of warm-toned stone are clad on the walls, while matte black stone is used as accents along the beams of the buildings.

Tang You, carrying her luggage, pushed open the bronze gate and entered the courtyard paved with granite. She walked to the center of the courtyard, surrounded by glass railings, and called out to the two elderly people in the courtyard below, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back!"

"Hey!"

The elderly woman, sitting under the parasol, greeted her granddaughter with a smile as she saw her granddaughter return with her friends.

"You're back? Come over and have a milk tea!"

"Okay! I'll head over after I drop off my luggage." Tang You said to her grandparents and walked into the villa.

"It seems different from what I remember," Ah Qing said after a moment's thought. "I remember the promotional video."

"Two hundred." Tang You seemed to know what A Qing wanted to say, and said a sentence out of the blue.

"What two hundred?" Ah Qing was taken aback.

"It costs 200 to enter the yurt." Tang You glanced sideways, her face full of black lines as she complained, "Wake up! Those are just promotional videos for tourist attractions. You have to buy a ticket to enter the scenic area to see the stereotypical yurt."

"If there were a lot of yurts, wouldn't the capital have been swept away by a sandstorm in the spring, and the people of Beijing would have been invited to drink milk tea?"

Aqing, Momo, and Lingren: "."

That makes so much sense!
There is absolutely no point of rebuttal.

(End of this chapter)