"Hahaha..... Old Chen, just some simple food and plain tea, don't be polite, eat and drink as you like. Last time, if you hadn't come to help, we probably wouldn't have been able to contract the uphill mountain."
Yu Zhenghong placed the freshly grilled crab legs into Chen Fengshui's bowl and filled up his beer.
The issue of contracting the mountain land was stirred up so much by those brokers that even the authorities took notice. For ordinary folks, they'd usually think that less trouble is better.
Just give the land to those people, and when there's more available land, give priority to Yu Zhenghong.
But Old Chen didn't compromise, no one could intimidate him. Rules are rules.
He stood his ground against those people, collected evidence of their disruptive behaviors, and sent them to the Public Security Bureau to reflect for ten days.
"There's no need to discuss that matter anymore, don't make it sound like there's some inside story. I was just following rules....."
Chen Fengshui shook his head and moved the crab legs to Ansheng's bowl, saying: "You can eat the crab legs, but if you talk about those things, I'm afraid they'll get stuck in my throat."
"You all know what kind of person I am. My way of doing things may not always be stable, but I never fail the community."
Eating crab legs is fine, but Chen Fengshui dared not accept the flattering words from Yu Zhenghong.
He just followed the rules and brought welfare to the local villagers, not accepting any flattering remarks.
"Alright, alright, can I at least toast to you?" Yu Zhenghong said with a helpless smile.
Though village officials are not formal officials, they need to resolve many grassroots matters and neighborhood disputes.
Old Chen had been in office for a long time and was highly respected in Changxi Town, known for his fairness and justice, even leading several investment promotions, creating much employment for local farmers.
The uphill mountain, downhill road, and Skinny Dog Creek Tea Garden, were all developed by Old Chen when he was young.
The two men were drinking and chatting, with Yu Zhenghong occasionally seeking advice from Chen Fengshui on tea tree cultivation.
Old Chen generously shared his past experience in tea garden management with Yu Zhenghong.
Yu Xueqing and Chen Peipei sat in front of the charcoal stove, eating and chatting about family matters.
Ansheng sat between the mother and daughter, wagging his big tail and opening his mouth waiting to be fed.
Anywhere is fine to sit at a banquet, even the children's table is better than the adults' table.
There, besides getting drunk, there's a damned thief stealing lighters and tissues.
Ansheng suffered greatly in his past life, with pockets full of lighters after every banquet, almost bursting his pockets each time.
"Xiaolan~ Open your mouth!"
Chen Peipei raised her hand, scratched Ansheng's chin, and happily fed him a carbon-grilled oyster without garlic, wiping the oyster juice from his mouth with her palm.
In return, Ansheng stretched his paws forward, lifting his hips high, and wagged his big tail.
The fluffy big tail swung like a waving flag, and Yu Xueqing and Chen Peipei, even saw a vast fluffy ocean on it.
The white fluffy tail flaunted, paired with the mischievous Shiba Inu smile on the little fox's face, made the mother and daughter burst into laughter and pick him up for a kiss and cuddle.
"Yingyingying——"
A long-term meal ticket mother = retirement pension.
Ansheng wasn't good at math, but he had some insight into human relations.
It seemed like Chen Peipei was petting the fox fur.
But wasn't it also the fox petting Chen Peipei in secret, trying to capture her by acting cute?
"?"
Yu Xueqing, who could understand the fox's language, always felt that Xiaolan's laughter today carried a hint of mischief.
"Good boy, good boy, come give grandma a kiss——"
Holding the fluffy little fox, Chen Peipei didn't mind the heat, embracing the fox and nuzzling her face.
"Come, come, come, eat a little more. That girl Ah Qing has to beg for food every end of the month. How can her pockets have silver to raise a pet, look at how starved our Xiaolan is."
"???"
Yu Xueqing looked at the belly fat on the little Master Fox, then pinched her slightly meaty belly, revealing a quirky expression.
Mom! Do you even realize what you're saying?
Xiaolan's belly fat can ripple, and you say I've starved him thin?
But seeing her mom so enthusiastic, Yu Xueqing didn't dare spoil her mom's mood.
The little Master Fox is cute and pretty, but her mom's feather duster is equally lethal.
The family gathering was harmonious and joyful, and Old Chen, after a few drinks, forgot about the fox spirit, talking at length with Yu Zhenghong about tea garden planting tips.
...
Late at night.
Originally lying in bed, Ansheng quietly turned over beside the sleeping Yu Xueqing, slipped into the living room, and swiftly flew out of the house towards Old Chen's home.
After the family gathering ended, Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei stayed asleep on the second floor of the ancestral home due to drinking.
Even though Chen Fengshui drank a bit, since his home was nearby, Yu Xueqing sent him back.
"Yingyingying——"
Ansheng skillfully climbed over the wall into the house, came to the head of Old Chen's bed, and lifted a paw, patting Chen Fengshui's face.
Having drunk some beer, Old Chen opened his eyes in a daze and was frightened by a blurry figure in the room, rolling onto the floor:
"Wh... what's that!"
"Yingyingying——"
Ansheng, full of speechlessness, looked at Chen Fengshui who was mumbling for Mazu's protection after rolling to the floor.
Ansheng turned on the bedside lamp with a gesture and lifted a hand, patting Old Chen's phone on the pillow.
Old Chen transitioned from initial vigilance to looking as if he'd seen a ghost, even more scared, subconsciously shrinking towards the wardrobe.
"Yingyingying!"
Ansheng was taken aback, flew into a rage, stood up to scold Old Chen vigorously.
What do you mean, before I turned on the light, you seemed to want to resist.
Once I turned on the light, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?
Ansheng kicked fiercely, pulling Old Chen to the bedside and had him unlock the phone's screen with a fingerprint.
Ansheng opened WeChat and used Fox Zen, typing a few lines:
[Ride electric bikes, pinpoint, calculate kidneys.]
[Yu Zhenghong's enemies, the brokers' locations, can't calculate their kidneys....... I'll calculate your baskets.]
After reading the words on the phone, Chen Fengshui's face immediately turned worried:
"My dear Master Fox! Now we are in a society governed by law, with surveillance cameras everywhere....."
"You might not know about cameras, but it's like a demon mirror."
"Such things can't be done, even if you calculate my baskets I dare not do anything...."
Ansheng paused, full of black lines, continued typing on the phone with Zen:
[They are causing trouble online for Yu Zhenghong, I'll go break their windows, remove their car tire valve cores to disrupt the vehicle balance, soak their company computer cases with pee, and poop in the feng shui fish pond of their company.]
[Don't yack online, I'll confront them locally directly.]
Looking at what the fox typed, Chen Fengshui utterly froze.
Though I know you've become a spirit...
But why didn't you tell me you've learned law?
Master Fox.... can't learn this! It's doomed by thunder!
[Go or not, if not, I'll poop big in your home's fish tank now.]
Chen Fengshui: ".......Okay, don't touch my beloved fish."
Ranchu fish fry are cheap, but if raised well, they can sell for tens of thousands per fish.
Though Old Chen's aren't worth tens of thousands, a tank full of Ranchu fish is worth several thousand overall.