Inside Changping Mountain Pet Paradise, Chen Zhiyu watched happily as Yu Xueqing drove away.
"Quite an interesting little girl, that fox is also pretty amusing."
While guiding Yu Xueqing through the breeding area, Chen Zhiyu keenly sensed that Yu Xueqing seemed to possess a terrifyingly accurate intuition for all animals.
It was as if she knew exactly what the little pets wanted.
The fox, on the other hand, was incredibly responsive to humans. Before the ostrich leg arrived, the little fox responded to being petted with palpable indifference, barely letting out a casual howl.
But once the ostrich leg appeared.
Hey... the little fox suddenly started showing off, giving the leg a thorough massage.
Truly a creature unwilling to let go of any advantage.
"Boss..."
Chen Zhiyu chuckled softly as he walked back, and the security team leader, waiting by the crescent-shaped building, quickly approached him and said:
"We investigated through surveillance; the Yangtze Crocodiles snuck into the pet paradise through the rainwater-sewage diversion pipe, stealthily lifting the manhole cover from the drainage pipe."
The security leader looked helplessly as he informed Chen Zhiyu of the crocodiles’ origins.
The rainwater-sewage diversion project lets rainwater flow directly into the river, while domestic wastewater goes to the treatment plant.
Those five Yangtze Crocodiles, four small and one large, came through the drainage outlet connecting the river to the land.
"Notify the Forestry Bureau! If they’re willing to take these crocs back, great; if not, we’ll keep housing them temporarily."
Chen Zhiyu glanced at a small pool, where the Yangtze Crocodiles floated at the surface. A piece of bloody meat drifted atop the water.
One crocodile suddenly lunged forward, trying to bite the slab of pork.
But it missed, and even worse, with its mouth closed, its instincts kicked in to twist and tear a piece of meat off the prey’s body.
In the end, it failed to grab the meat, whirling around and dizzying itself in the pool with its white belly turned up, seeing stars.
Another crocodile also lunged, but the current carried the pork away, leaving it to bite at thin air and spin helplessly like the first.
"...Look at them struggling at mealtime." Chen Zhiyu remarked with a face of helplessness.
These crocodiles had absolutely no hunting ability, not even a hint of wildness.
Outside a farm, even a big crab could have them in tears.
"If only that damn thing were as pitiful as these Yangtze Crocodiles."
Chen Zhiyu turned inside with a gloomy face, thinking of the nearly eight-meter-long Estuarine Crocodile in the river.
Its hunting prowess was in no way like the Yangtze Crocodiles.
That Estuarine Crocodile... even gobbled up two wild boar studs weighing over 200 pounds each from Changping Mountain.
......
Meanwhile.
Yu Xueqing was already driving back to Changxi Town with her little fox, feeling very pleased.
Having met the owner Chen Zhiyu, Yu Xueqing had gained free admission benefits to the park.
If she visited in the future, Changping Mountain Pet Paradise would offer her fox free beauty treatments.
"Wow—woohoo!"
However, as Fish Head with Five Mystical Spices just entered the country road, a child wearing basketball attire and shorts, racing in slippers, dashed out from an alley.
Tears streaming down the little one’s face, Yu Xueqing hurriedly braked her car in shock, her heart racing, watching the flash of a child ahead.
"That little guy... isn’t it Chen Zhi from Uncle Bao’s family?"
But Yu Xueqing hardly had time to think, for Chen Baosheng, brandishing a wooden stick, rushed over in pursuit with a red face.
Chen Baosheng’s face was flushed, cursing under his breath.
"What is Uncle Bao up to!"
Yu Xueqing quickly stuck her head out and asked Chen Baosheng, who was in a blood-fury state.
"Nothing, just a bit of disciplining..." Chen Baosheng barely forced a smile as he continued swinging the stick, chasing his son.
But judging by the words during their chase.
It seemed Chen Zhi had lost his summer homework.
He went out to play with friends all morning until suddenly, a joke arose in the afternoon, leading to the village chief catching them while trying to blow up cow dung for the ancestral grandpa at the ancestral hall.
Chen Zhi’s swift escape left two other little brats surrounded, forcing their parents to interrogate them on whose prodigy decided to blow up cow dung in the ancestral hall for their Chen ancestors and grandpa.
Several clothes hangers were broken during beatings, and Chen Zhi was the last fugitive.
The others remained tight-lipped, enduring the questioning.
"...Karma hit so fast? I only tore their assignment books at dawn!"
Though Ansheng couldn’t fully understand the Changxi Town dialect, with some guessing, he could grasp most of it.
And understanding a bit, Ansheng was completely floored.
On day one after lifting the collar restrictions for the brat, such a huge ruckus unfolded!
Bear in mind that the Chen ancestral grandpa residing in the ancestral hall was a hero during his lifetime.
If even one ancestor’s ancestral tablet were missing, the Chen clan of Changxi might vanish from history.
The last Chen grandpa, a man fighting enemies head-on during his lifetime, later even attacked enemy nations’ capital with tanks.
That grandpa’s coffin was draped in a national flag upon its return.
Currently, the only qualified person to enter the ancestral hall for offspring to offer respects is Chen Fengshui.
The village chief Chen Fengshui’s achievements include pioneering Skinny Dog Creek and Tea Mountain, leading the Chen clan of Changxi to enjoy a life of growing tea trees.
Blowing up cow dung for the Chen ancestors...?
Amazing!
Ansheng’s little fox face was stunned, and Yu Xueqing, who understood the meaning of the curses, was equally jaw-dropped.
The ancestral hall.
The resting place of Chen heroes.
During annual festivals, sometimes even women on their periods aren’t allowed too close, only offering incense at the outer areas, fearing the scent might disturb the ancestors.
The sanctity of the hall is beyond imagination.
"Goodness..."
Yu Xueqing clicked her tongue in amazement, feeling the town tonight would be quite lively.
Little Zhi... they’d either escape narrowly or face substantial reckoning.
Yu Xueqing called her mom, sharing the juicy gossip she just witnessed.
Chen Peipei was shocked, then furious, saying she would come back soon.
Yu Xueqing’s grandpa also resides in the ancestral hall.
Not hanging those kids up and spanking them wouldn’t ease the fury of Changxi Town.
"Ying ying ying?"
That night, Yu Xueqing didn’t do a live stream but instead went with her parents to the ancestral hall to watch the scene, bringing a bucket and cloth to help clean it up, getting rid of filthy things inside.
Because of the special status, Yu Xueqing had Ansheng stay home to watch videos on his phone.
Only, after watering the tea trees he’d planted, Ansheng slipped outside.
He intended to borrow some gadgets from Lin Ying.
However, as the little fox flipped into the mansion’s garden.
Ansheng sensed something amiss.
In front of Lin Ying’s house, a line stood—a group of people wearing white shirts, ties, and professional attire stood silently outside, including three maids.
More than ten people, all with lowered heads and faces looking as if in mourning.
"..."
Ansheng was startled at first upon seeing the scene, then slightly tilted his head to see Lin Ying sitting in the living room.
A sudden realization hit him heavily.
What a mess, nearly scared the wits out of me!