Fox Has No Malicious Intent

Chapter 998: Chapter 995: Uncle, Isn’t That a Bit Immoral?

"My cousin might be rich and honest, but that woman is practically obsessed with money. She spent hundreds of thousands in just six months and stirred up all sorts of family drama..."

Momo complained disdainfully about his cousin’s girlfriend.

Momo’s cousin is an honest man, and his family is quite wealthy, owning two million-dollar properties in the new city area.

But there’s the catch—it’s impossible for someone to be both honest and rich unless the previous generation is even wealthier.

Momo’s cousin’s family is like that. Even though the cousin is an upstanding guy, his father is sly, guiding his son from afar to play tricks on the girlfriend, planning for his son to leave as soon as they’re done eating, emphasizing that dating doesn’t mean marriage.

However, the girlfriend is clearly no pushover; she managed to manipulate the cousin out, completely blindsiding him.

Though the cousin is honest, he’s not a fool. As soon as he sensed something off, he immediately sought advice from his cousin Momo.

"Your family... is so messy!" Ah Qing’s face showed utter disbelief.

"It’s almost New Year’s, all sorts of strange creatures and relatives crawl out of the woodwork..." Momo shook his head and said, "Our family’s situation is relatively unique, but overall, we’re pretty decent... except for those car-locking dogs."

Momo was very tactful, merely saying that the family situation is relatively special.

If she were to really rant about the family’s scandals, especially the juicy gossip, she could go on for three days without stopping.

There used to be an unspoken rule in her family: if you cling to a rich person, you can get a house as long as the real wife doesn’t find out, as if everyone lived in parallel worlds without interfering with each other.

Both parties adhered to principles and rules.

Momo’s family got rich early, and the elders were more extravagant than each other in the past.

When she was little, she often saw incidents of catching adultery or fights in neighboring villages.

The legacy of the elders persists, leading the younger generation to witness a lot of lively dramas.

"If it weren’t for my uncle’s meddling, there wouldn’t be so much drama. He knew she was after money, yet he keeps saying eat and run..."

"What era are we in now, still playing the lover?" Momo sighed and complained.

"If she dared to come and scam, she must have consulted a lawyer about the process and legal liabilities beforehand."

"I almost got completely blindsided by that white lotus."

"Wow..." Ansheng and Ah Qing both had a peculiar expression after hearing this.

When it comes to juicy gossip, Momo’s family is the champ.

"Let’s not talk about the unpleasant stuff, the cousin broke up, so it’s all good. I haven’t broken up yet, and I happen to know some green tea girls; I’ll package and send them over so the white lotus can have a palace fight with them, a match made in heaven."

Momo waved his hand, indicating there’s no need to worry about his family’s affairs, resolving it is very straightforward and could even traumatize the girlfriend into fearing women.

"So... skiing then? Xiaolan just snagged a sled car." Ah Qing scratched her head and suggested.

"Sled car..." Momo was taken aback, peeking out the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the ski slope, casting a question mark.

Is this reasonable?

Isn’t a sled car supposed to move on a fixed path? How did they manage to snag one out?

"What are we waiting for? Let’s circle the field once, then let the dogs take us to the mountaintop."

Momo pulled out a syringe labeled [Adrenaline] but was actually a Spirit Particle Potion and bought a bottle of water.

The Spirit Particle Potion was mixed with water and fed to the dogs, making them so hyper that it seemed they could breathe fire.

"Come on——"

Momo pulled up Tang You and Lingren, who were huddled on a chair wrapped in a thermal blanket.

"Who says northerners are afraid of the cold..."

Tang You: "....."

Oh really, are northerners superheroes or something?

The greatest joy of northern winters is watching you southerners have snowball fights, making those snowballs so firm and letting them sit for ten minutes to turn into ice clumps.

It results in silent battles.

......

While tourists were lining up for the cable car, Alaska led the sled team, racing upstream from the foot of the mountain to the top, kicking up a flurry of snow.

When it encountered a ramp, the dog didn’t waste the opportunity, flipping onto the sled car alongside the boss to fly through the air.

The bosses had given so much; it was time to show its loyalty.

"How much to buy tickets for that thing?" Staring at the sled car zooming and gliding across the slope, tourists asked the ticket inspector in a daze.

"I don’t know! I was thinking of spending two hundred to ask if they’d let me join..." The ticket inspector said in confusion:

"I’ve never seen sled dogs that can fly this fast, turning the mountain into a snow effect zone."

Before, they wouldn’t take two hundred, but now that Ansheng has found something fun, they don’t even mind the two hundred.

While others were still waiting for the cable car, Ah Qing already had a dedicated sled car waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Sliding leisurely down the beginner slope, the sled dog brought Ah Qing back to the top in two minutes.

The tourists’ expressions grew increasingly odd, looking at the cable car ticket inspector with suspicious eyes.

Your ski resort isn’t fair, hiding all these good things without sharing, are we not loyal customers?

Ticket Inspector: "......."

Why are you looking at me? That’s their own sled, we can’t rent them out even if we wanted to!

Ah Qing played at the ski resort until two in the afternoon, and everyone returned to the reception hotel with exhausted bodies.

The dogs also got their reward of clear soup with lamb, as the Parasitic Beast took them to the Imperial Capital Campus to dine.

Momo took an overnight flight back home, preparing to gather the green tea sisters to stage an urban palace fight at his cousin’s place.

Tang You and Lingren both rested in the Imperial Capital for a night before leaving by different modes of transportation the next day.

Ansheng, Ah Qing, and Lingren first went to the high-speed rail to see Tang You off before heading to the airport to wait for their flight.

In the small dorm chat group, Momo was the first to inform everyone of her safe arrival home.

After a two-hour drive, Tang You also posted a selfie with her older brother in the group.

"Love you~"

Lingren, with a mischievous look, hugged Ah Qing, gave the little fox’s cheek a kiss, dragged her suitcase, and shouted loudly while heading to the boarding gate:

"Don’t forget to bring your little fox to school when the semester starts. I want to kiss him to death!"

"Yes, yes, yes...."

Ansheng and Ah Qing rolled their eyes in sync, looking at Lingren with a face full of smiles and teased her.

After sending the dorm sisters off on their way home, Ah Qing also took Ansheng heading to the boarding gate.

Thanks to the great fortune of the little fox, Ah Qing was the most free in her travels among everyone.

Without needing to look at boarding time, all she had to do was let the little fox scan its face, and she could fly directly within half an hour.

"Going home..."

Ah Qing sighed, sending a message to her second uncle on her phone.

Her second uncle’s position made taking leave particularly difficult, even requiring two days’ notice to arrange work in advance.

Considering the special nature of his workplace, Ah Qing found it especially troublesome to say goodbye in person, so she could only use a chat app to inform him, waiting for his reply at noon.

"By the way, did your childhood friend get arranged?" Ah Qing suddenly remembered something and asked Ansheng.

"Earring Fox! Already arranged, I had the Parasitic Beast send it up to Zulu Mountain. Now, it’s probably enjoying life with my parents....."

Lying on the sofa, Ansheng waved her hand, indicating Ah Qing needn’t worry. We’re all buddies here; with Master Fuli having meat to eat, they surely have bowls to wash.

"That’s good...." Ah Qing responded, watching the little fox lie back adorably, and a mischievous smile gradually appeared at the corner of her lips, as if anticipating something.

After an hour and a half of flying, the Falcon 8X smoothly landed at Jiule City’s airport.

Only.

Ansheng, looking around curiously, said: "Didn’t you inform Old Deng... Ohp, I meant your dad to come to pick us up?"

"I did inform him, Dad said he’s still on his way." Ah Qing replied with a face full of smiles: "Dad should be at the post office picking up my stuff, later I’ve got a surprise for you!"

"Hmm? So mysterious, what is it." Ansheng looked at Ah Qing full of curiosity.

During this time, everyone was eating and sleeping together, how could Ah Qing have something to hide from her?

"You’ll find out later."

Ah Qing vigorously shook her head, taking the little fox and her suitcase out of the terminal, heading roadside, waiting for Dad’s car to pick them up to go home.

Ansheng was muttering to herself, wondering what mysterious thing Ah Qing arranged for her.

"Hmm? Xiaolan, your eyesight is good, check if that’s Uncle Yang across the street."

On the big road, Ah Qing sat at the bus stop waiting for the bus, when she noticed a familiar figure riding an electric bike across the street.

But, this eight-lane road was quite wide, and Ah Qing couldn’t see clearly, nor dared to shout loudly.

"Yes, it’s just that guy Yang Qingfeng..." Ansheng, standing on Ah Qing’s shoulder scanned, affirmatively replied.

Yang Qingfeng was a fellow from the tea contest, frying black tea with saccharin, fishing juvenile fish.

Ah Qing had promised him that next time fishing, when catching big fish, she’d give him a rod pull.

"Uncle Yang!"

Getting the little fox’s answer, Ah Qing immediately smiled and waved to the other side of the road, greeting him.

"Eh?"

Yang Qingfeng, hearing the call, was stunned, riding his mud-spattered electric bike, turned at the road junction, came in front of the bus stop: "You’re..... off for New Year’s Day break?"

"No, our school was farming, after harvesting the crops, they let us off earlier."

Ah Qing chuckled in response, then curiously looked at Yang Qingfeng and asked: "But, Uncle Yang, what is this....."

Yang Qingfeng’s attire was quite odd, clearly wearing fishing waders, but without fishing gear, only a plastic fish toy hanging at the front of the bike.

"Got into a feud..." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Yang Qingfeng snorted, said: "My neighbor next door caught a thirty-pound big blue fish."

"Caught should be caught, but didn’t take it home, just used Bow Fishing Skill to keep it at the community gate, showing off to me...."

"So here I am, setting a point for that lazy guy, and then shoot a couple of photos to fool him."

Yang Qingfeng explained to Ah Qing while picking up the mud-smeared plastic fish, lightly patted on his water-wading pants, making a mark similar to a fish flapping on landing.

Then he pulled out a handful of fish scales, those scales were particularly wide, indicating the fish weighed no less than forty pounds.

"I’ll go to the pond to leave some marks, then send the marks and fish scales photo in the group chat, I don’t believe I can’t fool them into driving dozens of kilometers here for nothing!"

Yang Qingfeng’s face was full of a cold smile, his eyes glinting with a cold light.

The journey from the Tea Capital to the airport road wasn’t short, coming and going surely would cost them at least sixty bucks in fuel.

Just as gas prices recently surged, one way or another it’s an opportunity to fleece them a few extra bucks.

Ansheng and Ah Qing looked at each other with black lines: "......"

Vengeful fisherman.

"Hey, you just don’t understand uncle..." Yang Qingfeng sighed, waving his hand, but Ah Qing was the officially registered fishing king in world records.

How could Ah Qing understand the plight of bottom-tier fishermen like him, who catch nothing nine out of ten times.

The authority of fishermen is measured by the size of the fish.

No matter how expensive a rod may be, if it doesn’t catch a big fish, group mates will still mock.

Old Yang, today you went to feed the fish again?