"Didn't get cured, but submitted....""There's got to be a story behind this..." Ansheng saw the banner in the rearview mirror and commented with a strange expression.
The illness hadn't been cured, but the person submitted. There's definitely some mutual torment involved here.
Otherwise, how could there be such a banner...
But that Chen Nian guy doesn't seem like someone who'd do such a thing.
"Ah Qing, go and check it out. We still have to open the store on Tea Street, let's talk about it tonight....." Yu Zhenghong wanted to see the excitement too, but during the holidays, it's the busiest season for the tea house, and even a second's delay in opening would be disrespectful to the God of Wealth and money.
Regretfully, Yu Zhenghong dropped Ah Qing at home, and then hurried to Tea Street with Chen Peipei.
"Hmm.... I always feel like if I join in on every excitement, I might get beaten up." Ah Qing said with a strange expression, watching the bizarre motorcade that hadn't yet entered the village, before turning to go inside and put away her belongings.
Just.
As soon as Ah Qing opened the courtyard gate and saw the scenery inside, she stood there dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at the garden bed in the courtyard.
"Xiaolan..."
"Are we sure we didn't come to the wrong place? Why don't you sniff around to see if there's any scent of yours at home....."
Because of the division of the homestead, Ah Qing's ancestral home doesn't have a regular square structure.
While the house itself is square and stable, the courtyard has an elliptical shape, and the flower bed inside circles along the outer wall, used for decorative purposes.
In the past, no one lived in the ancestral home, and the soil in the flower bed had long since compacted due to the lack of organic matter.
But after returning from a trip, the soil in the courtyard's flower bed was no longer compacted. New fluorescent lights were hung on the interior walls, and drip bags with various fertilizer labels hung from the walls.
Drip bags were connected to the humus soil, with small tea trees steadily sitting in the soil.
All the small tea tree had to do was slightly lift its branches to point to the drip bags with labels above to remind Ah Qing what kind of fertilizer it needed.
To the left of the small tea tree, against the house wall, a miniature skyscraper had unknowingly been set up, surrounded by a circle of esports light strips that emitted dazzling colors.
Shu Xiaobai stood on the top of the building, still full of energy, twisting its body, dancing away.
Ah Qing was dumbfounded, staring at the completely cybernetic garden bed.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
When the small tea tree saw Master Fuli return, the leaves on its crown gently swayed, emitting a "swish" sound, excitedly pointing with its roots to a dirt pit beside it.
Master Fuli, I've specially prepared a natural pit toilet here for you, baked by the black-winged cockroach.
The soil here is baked to a hard finish, ensuring you won't step into any muddy spots while using the toilet.
"Is this...really okay?"
Ansheng was also dumbfounded, looking at the esports-like garden bed created by the three little ones:
"I told you to loosen the soil and fertilize it, and you turned the flower bed into such a cyberpunk setting.... Is this reasonable?"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak——"
The black-winged cockroach poked its head out from the tree crown, confidently patted its chest, pointed at Lin Ying's house, then at the direction of the village chief's house, giving a thumbs-up.
Master Fuli, you can rest assured!
We've discussed it with Old Chen, and he said afterward he would take the blame for us. He'll say it was all his doing.
We thought, since we'll be doing it anyway, why not do it our way and make it the best.
Shu Xiaobai got a stage, the small tea tree got its beloved canteen, Fox Xiaobai has a new Fox Cave, and I made myself a cozy roach nest, so comfy~
"Awesome....everything bad, Old Chen did it." Ansheng bizarrely tapped out a "6".
Considering this, Old Chen...seems a bit overworked.
Morning reports to the village committee, teaching foxes to identify and appreciate tea at noon, then patrolling Tea Mountain, occasionally sparing time to build a nest for the small tea tree, at night, taming King Cobras while drinking tea, and feeding sharks, yet at dawn, lulling foreign little girls to sleep...
Often, he has to entertain foreign busty businessmen, serving as the temple attendant of the Fox Immortal Temple.
Does Old Chen even realize how busy he is?
You might say he knows, but I fear Old Chen might end up jailed!
"Ah Qing, if you ever have plans to become the village chief, remember to establish a community rule in the ancestral hall: 'No pets or people in the village are to act in the name of the village chief'." Ansheng said to Ah Qing with full confidence:
"Take twenty thousand from my piggy bank, and tonight, let's give a gift to the village chief..."
"All the village Spirit Beasts now put everything on Old Chen's head."
"To avoid getting apprehended by the forestry department, everyone says it's the village chief's pet."
Ah Qing's breath hitched, stunned, looking at the little fox that spoke like a human: "....The village chief silently shoulders everything behind the scenes? That's.....that's amazing!"
"Amazing my ass, I'm even afraid of Old Chen being taken down by the discipline committee when he attends regional meetings," Ansheng retorted.
Ah Qing, still wide-eyed and stupefied, picked up the bag she dropped due to her trembling hands, staring at the cyberpunk flower bed, backed into the house, and put away her luggage.
Ah Qing was about to boil a pot of water, let it cool, to feed the little fox later on.
But just then, the loud voice of Chen Nian rang outside the door:
"Big Sister! Are you home? I just heard from an uncle in the village that Big Brother is back."
Chen Nian lay on the wall of Ah Qing's house, happily shouting inside.
"Little brother..."
Ah Qing walked out from inside, looking at Chen Nian plastered on the wall, puzzledly drawing a question mark.
"Something happened at your house.....are you going to check it out?"
"Something happened at my house?" Chen Nian questioned, a few question marks popping above his head, puzzlement all over his face as he said:
"What could happen at my house, my dad just an hour ago chased me out with a broom because I was an eyesore."
On Chen Nian's first day home, the family talked endlessly about love and filial piety, joyfully reuniting.
By the third day, his parents bragged about how astute and capable their son was, making lots of money.
By the seventh day, the throne was lost, he became the younger brother.
And then...the marriage urging began.
Just now, annoyed by the nagging, Chen Nian replied unhappily: if marriage was such a good thing, why does it need urging.
Chen Nian's dad smacked him out of the house with a broom.
"Then.... when I was heading home, I saw a motorcade with a banner [Didn't get cured, but submitted]...." Ah Qing said with a confused face, explaining the situation to Chen Nian.
"Oh, you mean that white-eyed wolf! I know that one."
Chen Nian suddenly understood and said, "That guy is just looking for trouble out of nothing, earlier asked my mom to use her connections to get some orthopedics expert appointments....."
"My mom arranged it, but his illness wasn't cured, and he messed around, so I got a lawyer and had some orthopedic doctors talk to him about his condition...."
"And let me tell you, orthopedic doctors, they sure have some strength, with their bones cracking noisily."
Chen Nian shrugged, recounting the favor of getting doctors to reinspect for free.
Orthopedic doctors are known for being robust, reputed as the strongest sterile-conscious workers and carpenters.
Chen Nian had invited him over for several rounds of health checks at the orthopedic hospital, and the other was thoroughly convinced and submitted.
"Let's not talk about those things!"
"Where's Big Brother? The Fox Immortal Temple just opened, I want to invite Big Brother to evaluate the temple's nuns!"
"Those foreign girls, they're all so curvy..." Chen Nian said proudly, raising his head.
Chapter 1083: 1080: Master Fuli, Come Out and See the Foreign Girls!
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