"Humhumhum...."
Ansheng took a pencil from the Lai Foo's house, humming a little tune with his mouth, standing upright on the wicker chair.
A few consecutive slaps on the door lock allowed the stuck lock cylinder inside to slowly move out of position.
Ansheng held on to the door frame, gripping a pencil with one hand, scribbling on the door lock a bit awkwardly, ensuring the pencil powder evenly spread on the lock to act as a lubricant.
After a round of fussing, the door lock that was initially stuck after unlocking became extraordinarily smooth.
Having completed the door lock repairs, Ansheng pushed the wicker chair back to its original position, carefully arranging it, and using his big tail to sweep away the chair's footprints, making sure Sherlock Holmes couldn't notice anything unusual.
In his past life, being a human, Ansheng didn't quite understand how to win over women.
But reborn as a fox, Ansheng understood well; first, you must wear an expression of being pitiful, and weak, and hungry.
Then show a well-behaved personality, and blend your chubby figure to look endearing and rotund, and thus, you can entice humans to secure a long-term meal ticket.
Once you latch onto a long-term meal ticket, you can use your cute appearance to train the poop scoopers.
Yu Xueqing could be his poop scooper, which Ansheng found quite nice. After short contact, Ansheng gradually found that Yu Xueqing had a talent for understanding fox talks, seemingly able to understand part of his words.
It wasn't in vain for himself to sell cute antics daily, using the fox's appearance to entice and train the poop scoopers.
Before making the poop scoopers into fox slaves, Ansheng was very conscious about not causing trouble for the scooper.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, preventing himself from getting thrown into a scalding hot pressure cooker for a bath.
After restoring the repair site, Ansheng ran to the dog hole at the fence wall.
The fence is a red cement wall, although the outer layer didn't have tiles, it was sprayed with a layer of stone paint. How the dog hole came about, Ansheng wasn't very sure.
When he moved in, the dog hole had been here for a long time, even with some smoothing at the hole entrance, as if some creature frequently crawled in and out, giving the uneven edge of the entrance a layer of patina.
Outside the hole, before Yu Xueqing left the house, she moved some bricks and stones to temporarily block the entrance of the dog hole, fearing that her own fox, having eaten well, would try to escape out of boredom.
Ansheng jumped into the flower bed, reaching out his pair of fox paws, furiously digging towards the flower bed, scraping the old, nutrient-deprived and cracked soil into the dog hole.
At last, Ansheng turned sideways, spreading his thighs, showing a comfortable expression on his fox face, aiming at the soil-covered hole, and sprayed a bubble of overnight brew over it.
Ansheng believed that once the soil completely dried, no one would notice there was a dog hole here.
After fixing the door lock and blocking the dog hole, Ansheng had only one last task left: wait at home obediently for Yu Xueqing to come back, which fulfills her wish.
"Thank goodness Ah Qing didn't impose any intensity on me, letting me clean up the house...."
Standing in the courtyard, Ansheng raised his little fox head, looking at the five-story self-built house of Yu Xueqing's, thinking a bit sulkily.
This self-built house of five and a half stories high, covered in faux stone tiles, occupies nearly two hundred square meters, even with a nearly hundred square meters courtyard in front of the house door, and a twenty square meters or so open-air tea room.
If solely from the exterior look, any outsider visiting here would think Yu Xueqing's family is very wealthy.
But only from the exterior looks.
In Changxi Town, there's a custom that whether rich or not, the ancestral home must be repaired to look grand.
Even if it means borrowing money to build tall buildings and improve appearances, the insides of the house are purely unfinished rooms.
In the five and a half-story villa, three floors are unfinished, and the other two floors are only simply decorated.
If Yu Xueqing wished for housekeeping, Ansheng may even have the thought of performing an airborne fox act.
Darn it to hell, doing housekeeping, there are several tons of sand and stone piled up on the third and fourth floors, before cleaning up, Ansheng would first have to clear out all the sand and stone inside.
Ansheng returned home, with a few jumps, he landed on the kitchen sink to wash off the sand and mud from under his feet, and lay relaxed on the sofa, twisting his waist under the fan in a comfortable posture, starting to take a nap.
Foxes are nocturnal animals.
Although Ansheng is not completely nocturnal, usually he doesn't sleep until two or three in the morning.
He sleeps from three in the morning until around ten, eats lunch, snuggles on Yu Xueqing's lap scrolling through videos for a nap from three in the afternoon till dusk.
Ansheng is young now, doesn't need to work, and sleeps about ten hours a day.
Though not quite the dream life, it's pretty much a hands-free, mouth-open lifestyle.
After all, aside from horses and cattle, where do pets need to work?
Zookeepers can't even force the zoo animals to work.
........
During the evening, the midsummer sun gradually inclined westward, and in the sweltering summer, a rare breeze passed through.
Ansheng, in the middle of a deep slumber, suddenly opened his eyes and shivered.
"Tss— it's time, gotta go to the toilet."
Ansheng shook his head; the sofa armrest was fabric but still a bit hard, leaving the back of his head slightly numb from sleeping.
He had to think of a way, act spoilt, and cute to let Ah Qing buy him a latex pillow.
Ansheng positioned himself at the toilet edge, using his paws to push open the two layers of toilet lid, jumped onto the toilet, spread his legs, and relieved himself with a full-face of comfort.
After contemplating for a moment, preparing to let the toilet feast on something substantial.
Fifteen minutes later, Ansheng closed the toilet cover, pressed the flush button with full comfort, sending his digestive waste down the sewage pipe.
Just then, the sound of opening a door came from outside.
"Xiaolan!"
"Xiaolan, where are you!"
Just as Ansheng was about to jump onto the wash basin to clean his paws, Yu Xueqing's excited voice echoed.
Ansheng paused, stopping the hand-washing action, and called out: "Yingyingying...."
"Don't hide in the toilet for self-service! Hurry out! I'm taking you out for some treats!"
Yu Xueqing saw the little fox atop the wash basin, excitedly grasping Ansheng's arm, pulling him into her embrace and cheerfully heading out the door.
"Eating self-service in the toilet? Where do good folks eat self-service in the toilet?"
Regaining his senses, Ansheng's little fox face immediately showed three black lines.
Darn it, hiding in the toilet for self-service!
Even a resurrected zombie would be at a loss for words with such absurd things!
"Dengdeng— look! My new car!"
Yu Xueqing didn't notice the extremely human-like expression of displeasure on Ansheng's face. She was delightedly raising her little fox, swirling around an electric four-wheel vehicle.
Next to the self-built house on the roadside, there was a pink-sweet electric vehicle that once went viral online.
Yu Xueqing was filled with joy, raising the little fox in front of the car, sharing her happiness swirling around and around.
"Let's go! Today, dad was in high spirits and even lent me mom's car and paid me a salary!"
"Taking you for a seafood feast!"
Yu Xueqing was all smiley-faced, raising the fox, suddenly planting a kiss on his face.
"Mua~ Mama loves you to death!"
"Hehehe.....first it was the half-dead tea tree came back to life, and now there is a car a house, even got increases on living expenses!"
"Mua~ tell me, how are you so lucky and prosperous!"
"Yingyingying——"
Alright, enough with the saliva all over my face.
'Master don't... no, don't do this...'
Ansheng's complaints, to Yu Xueqing ears, directly machine translated to the cute coquetry of the little fox.
Facing such charmingly shy cute antics of the fox every day, what owner wouldn't get muddled!
Yu Xueqing looked at her own little fox with full sentiment.
If not for the hot weather, afraid of sweating, Yu Xueqing actually, really wanted to wrap this foxy charmer around her neck.
Of course, Yu Xueqing knew Xiaolan was male, but his soft cooing was indeed top-notch.
That clear and bright cooing, the smiling fox face truly bewitched her.