[...Master Fox, did you bring your phone when you went out? — Lin Ying felt a jolt in her heart when she saw the parasite, instinctively took out her phone, and wanted to call Master Fox.]
[Wish Fulfilled: Fox answers the phone.]
"Huh?"
Amid the sound of mahjong tiles, the little fox, who was helping fill in the numbers as the fourth player, squatted on the mahjong table.
He was completely stunned after seeing Lin Ying's wish flashing in his mind.
"The wish is for me to answer the phone? But, I left my phone at home... I didn't bring it with me!"
Ansheng scratched his fox head. Lin Ying did give him a phone before, but because it was inconvenient to carry around, he always left it at home.
"Speaking of which, what kind of parasite is so fierce? Could it be that there is a parasite that has become refined and runs out, treating deworming pills like candy?"
Ansheng saw the wish list refresh and was a bit puzzled as he complained in his heart.
Ansheng knew that Lin Ying had recently gone to some Spirit Beast Research Institute.
It seemed she was planning to inspect the welfare benefits of spirit beasts living in dormitories, to know oneself and the enemy well, so when sitting in prison, there would be someone to take care of you upon entering.
Hmm... Lin Ying seemed particularly worried, even if Master Fox was caught and sent to jail.
She... cared a lot.
"Xiaolan, what are you thinking about? It's your turn." Yu Xueqing, sitting at the card table, drew a mahjong tile for the little fox sitting next to her, indicating for him to play any tile.
"Eep eep eep—"
Hearing Ah Qing's call, Ansheng returned from the wish list in his mind, pondered for a moment, and softly mewed to Mo Yiqing next to him.
Mo Yiqing was taken aback, leaned over, and looked at the mahjong tiles on the little fox's table: "You... won again?"
"Eep eep—"
The little fox feigned a puzzled look, with a somewhat uncertain tone, glanced at his own tiles.
On them was a Seven Pairs, and a luxurious version at that.
'Perhaps? Fox isn't too sure, but that's what the owner told me...'
Yu Xueqing and Qiu Lingling were also taken aback, gathered around the little fox's table, while Mo Yiqing's expression turned serious, starting to help organize the little fox's messy tiles.
Finally, the luxurious Seven Pairs were revealed.
"Hiss...."
Mo Yiqing's face darkened, feeling as if a yin-yang energy was welling up inside her, the hot stream rushing to her forehead, the cold stream turning into a large hand squeezing her... uterine cold.
"No, no, my dysmenorrhea is acting up, this cursed mahjong is simply unplayable."
Ever since Mo Yiqing, in a spur of the moment, took out a set of mahjong and played three rounds, she had already seen one Earthly Hand, one Thirteen Orphans, two All in One Suit, and one Seven Pairs at the fox's table.
Although they weren't playing fifty or a hundred, the stakes were just the next round's milk tea.
But Mo Yiqing said, it was no longer simply about winning or losing mahjong.
She suspected the mahjong set had black magic.
Mo Yiqing gingerly swallowed some ibuprofen to ease the abdominal cramps, then pulled out her phone to order four milk teas and a chicken leg won by the fox, not wanting to play anymore.
"Xiaolan... did you win a lot?" Yu Xueqing looked at the tiles on the table, mildly pondered before asking.
She didn't have much experience playing mahjong, only learning a little bit of "Eat Chicken" from her dad. This kind of tile combination mahjong, she had just done a basic search and then shared the patterns with the little fox.
As for things like counting points or buying horses, Yu Xueqing really didn't know much about them.
"...... If it were fifty or a hundred, the cash Xiaolan just won would be enough for a down payment on a house."
"And if you count the horse-buying style, the money Xiaolan just won would be enough to sit in jail for five years." Qiu Lingling opened the end of the wall of tiles, couldn't help but clicking her tongue.
"Has it reached sentencing standards?" Yu Xueqing looked at the little fox in amazement, then at Mo Yiqing:
"So..... you even won Momo's auntie's underwear and pads, no wonder Momo was curled up on the sofa clutching her stomach."
Ansheng had a strange expression, glancing at his little paws:
"Honestly, in my past life, I was just an average mahjong player, usually just paying tuition to the old ghosts, who knew after rebirth as a fox, there'd be a beginner's protection period..."
"I should have gathered Old Chen, Gao Feng, and Yin Pengfei all at one table if I knew I could play this well."
Just as the little fox was marveling at how his gambling luck seemed pretty good, Yu Xueqing's phone rang on the table next to them.
Yu Xueqing glanced at it, picked up the phone, and spoke slightly puzzled: "Hello? What's up, Dad?"
"Nothing much, just checking if you're at the old house. Old Chen said the tea master's matter is settled, suggested going up the mountain to pick some tea." Yu Zhenghong's voice sounded a bit scratching his head.
In recent days, he had been running around with the tea competition process and dealing with things like land monitoring reports and pesticide residue tests for the competition.
He was still in line for the report, no time to return to Changxi Town, and Chen Peipei was overseeing the tea estate.
So, Yu Zhenghong called to see if Yu Xueqing had returned from the coast.
"Can it wait until the evening? We'll head back in the afternoon." Yu Xueqing thought for a moment and said.
"... Does it have to be evening? Never mind then, you all keep playing! I'll make a trip later." Yu Zhenghong hung up the phone reluctantly.
"Is there something you need to go back for?"
Mo Yiqing, who was lying beside them, heard Yu Zhenghong's loud voice clearly: "If there's something to attend to, we can head back right now. We can always go out to play whenever we're free, don't miss out on serious matters."
You can always play anytime.
But missing a money-making opportunity is hard to get back, Mo Yiqing was pragmatic in some ways.
"Then... let's head back early! The aquarium can wait." Yu Xueqing thought for a moment, sighed longly, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Then... let's go!" Mo Yiqing said, looking at the little fox on the table, while Qiu Lingling was still there chatting with the fox about gambling luck matters.
From Qiu Lingling's surprised expression, it seemed the matter of Ansheng being a lucky fox was confirmed.
It's just... his fortune seemed accompanied by the risk of going to jail.
"Hmm? Where did all these lighters come from?" Yu Xueqing was packing her clothes back in the room, pulling open the drawer to grab things like keys.
But when she opened the drawer, a dozen lighters came into view in Yu Xueqing's eyes.
She found it a bit strange, as none of the three of them smoked or followed any religious practices. But these lighters....
"Lighters? They're all from Lao Yi, I take them from his room every night around midnight." The little fox explained the origin of the lighters, softly mewing to Yu Xueqing.
"Don't pick things up randomly, be careful you don't bite into something with rat poison in it!" Yu Xueqing's complexion darkened, she pinched the fox's rump that was picking things up and gave it a good tug.
"Eep eep eep—" The little fox bounced up in pain, almost extending its paws to cover its rear.
A little later, everyone packed up their things. Qiu Lingling, due to her work location, drove the car she came up in and took a different route back.
"That's enough!"
"I've already bought canned food, cat beds, and even took care of the catnip! Why do you filthy cats keep clinging to me without letting go!"
Seeing Qiu Lingling off, Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing went to the parking lot, intending to drive back to Changxi Town.
In the parking lot, Ansheng coincidentally encountered Yin Pengfei, who was gradually becoming a bit hysterical.
"Meow!"
A thirty-pound ragdoll cat in a meat-stuffed outfit stood on its hind legs in a tyrannosaurus pose, delivering a punch directly to Yin Pengfei's crotch.
Yin Pengfei made no sound, slid down to his knees, clutching his family jewels, and collapsed onto the ground.
Beside him, three armored orange cats, and two fierce glove-wearing tabby cats surrounded Yin Pengfei.
"Meow—" The ragdoll cat said disdainfully.
At the parking lot entrance.
Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing were utterly dumbfounded.
"I said, why haven't we seen that show-off Yin Pengfei these past couple of days, turns out he was dealt with." Mo Yiqing said to Yu Xueqing, her face full of uncertainty:
"Ah Qing... what did those fat and strong bandits who looked like the gallant heroes of the greenwoods say?"