Chapter 7 Want to steal life
With the reminder from the concierge, Uncle Qing, Yu Que did not get under the bed to sleep, but lay stiffly on the bed.
It's just that at night, his eyes were as wide as bells, he kept turning over, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.
It was obviously a warm and comfortable bed underneath him, but in his feeling, it was not as good as the hard stone floor.
After struggling until dawn and the sun jumped out, Yu Que felt sleepy and slowly fell asleep.
His uncle and aunt were going to wake him up for breakfast, but after quietly opening the door and taking a look, they silently exited the room and beat the two young ancestors severely.
Amidst a burst of wailing, those who should go to work went to work, and those who should go to school went to school. Only my aunt was left in the house, tiptoeing about, busy.
When evening came, his uncle left work early, and there was a lot of movement in the house. Yu Que slowly woke up, but he clearly felt that there was still sunshine outside, and he resisted going out at this time from the bottom of his heart.
Someone else came to the door, and a burst of conversation sounded in the house, and Yu Que suddenly opened his eyes.
"Que'er is quite young. With your family's financial resources, I'm afraid it's difficult to buy a family god. It's better to make plans early. Instead of wasting the opportunity, it's better to discuss it with the clan and I will definitely help you."< br>
Uncle's stiff voice sounded:
"Que'er is a man of his own opinion. It's up to him to take this idea. If he wants to, he will naturally bring it up."
Light laughter sounded:
"He eats and lives in your house, why can't you make up your mind? How dare he make a big move?!
I heard that he ran away without permission and only came back last night. That means you are used to it. If he were that bastard from our family, I would give him a leg discount when he came back! ”
After the other party laughed, his voice was strong again:
"Don't refuse in a hurry. I'll tell you the truth. This time someone in the direct lineage of the clan needs someone, so I was asked to be the middleman.
If Yu Que had an idea and the big shots would put some information between their fingers, it would be easy to find a job for him. When he works for a few years, he can take out a loan to raise a family god, find a mother-in-law in the clan, and he will have a happy life! ”
The uncle fell silent and did not speak for a long time.
Yu Que was lying in the room. He listened clearly to the conversation between the two, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face:
"Sure enough, even though I am half a member of the Fu clan, if I want to take the exam and get ahead, there will definitely be all kinds of obstacles."
In an instant, Yu Que's originally weak sense of belonging to the Fu clan almost disappeared.
In other words, the reason why he took the risk to go out to look for ghosts this time was not only because of his youthful spirit, but also because he had to do so.
Because there is a high probability that when he is at an age when he can take the exam, someone will be eyeing the loyal place his father left for him, and will covet his achievements in immortality and want to replace him!
It should be noted that with his remaining experience in immortality and a loyal martyr quota, as long as he has a good family god, the probability of being listed in the small exam will be more than 50%.
If there is another clan behind it, the probability of Xiaoju being on the list can be said to be almost certain.
If you are an ordinary student or family, you may not be able to imagine the substitution because of your inexperience and lack of information. Even if you know about it, you may not believe it.
Fortunately, Yu Que was different. Not only did he have memories of his previous life, he was also a member of the Fu clan with a foreign surname. He had a feeling of being dependent on others since he was a child, and he had been wary of this early on.
As a result, as he expected, someone from the clan wanted to eat the "extreme household".
The conversation continues in the narrow living room:
"Hey, Lao Yu, even if you don't think about your nephew, you still have to think about yourself and your daughters.
Think about it, since you came to the Fu clan, the clan has never treated you badly, and they even gave you a job in the Yexiang Division to make an iron rice bowl. ”
The man persuaded with sincerity: "Que'er is young and doesn't know the hard work of the world. You are not young. If you can get support from noble people..."
Hearing this, Yu Que frowned. He no longer listened, let alone tested his uncle.
Bang!
He jumped up from the bed, took a few steps, kicked open the door of his bedroom, and sneered:
"What a eloquent and eloquent lobbyist! He is indeed an old dog raised by the Fu family."
The conversation in the living room stopped suddenly, and even the smoke seemed to be frozen in mid-air.
Both his uncle and the person from the Fu family looked up at Yu Que in astonishment.
Snap!
Immediately, the uncle banged the pipe in his hand against the wall and drank: "Yu Que, who taught you to talk to your elders like this! It seems that I have really spoiled you to the point of being lawless." "Come here and give me a drink." Uncle Qi, I'm sorry!" The uncle raised his eyebrows, then changed his expression to a embarrassed one, and said to the other person with a smile:
"Uncle Seventeen, as a child, children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled."
"Ha!" Fu Shiqi, who was called "old dog" by Yu Que, snorted heavily, then slowly picked up the bowl of tea on the stool in front of him and spit out:
"Bah! Let me tell you, Lao Yu, even though you are from the Yexiang Division, why do you have such a weird taste? This stinky tea foam is so stinky, how can anyone swallow it?"
Yu Que squinted his eyes and took a look, the cold look on his face getting darker.
What the family took out today was obviously the high-quality Pu'er that my uncle occasionally got during the Chinese New Year. He usually only wanted to satisfy his craving once or twice a month.
But my uncle quickly said:
"The reception was not good, the reception was not good, maybe it was spoiled. I will go to the ghost market tomorrow and grab some Qingming tea tips. You are so young, I will invite you to be my guest then."
Snap! Fu Shiqi placed the tea bowl in his hand on the stool and cursed:
"You don't even have a coffee table, and why are you here as a guest? If it hadn't been for the orders from the people above, you would have thought that I was just here to come here every once in a while."
He was angry and scolded Sang for a while, then he raised his eyes to look at Yu Que and said with a cold face:
"Now that you've heard everything, think about what to do. Remember, if you don't set your attitude right and make the superiors dissatisfied, even if you accept your fate, you won't get any benefits."
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After saying this, the man stood up to leave.
When Yu Que heard this, his face no longer felt cold, but instead showed a smile.
"Sit down!" But before he could make a move, his uncle stood up and shouted at him sternly.
Yu Que's face was slightly stiff, but he still frowned and stopped in place.
Fu Shiqi could not help but feel a chill in his body when he looked at him with narrowed eyes.
Suddenly, this person did not leave, but turned his head and smiled, revealing two canine-like fangs in his mouth:
"You little bastard, you eat and drink from my Fu clan, why do you still want to rebel?
Be sensible, otherwise you will die of illness and drown one day, which will only make your uncle's white-haired man give away his black-haired man, and the whole family will be sad. ”
As soon as these words came out, both uncle and Yu Que's pupils shrank, and there was a clatter of dishes falling in the kitchen.
They all heard the threat in Fu Shiqi's mouth.
If Yu Que dies, naturally no one will use the quota of loyal martyrs left by Yu Que's father. At that time, with the strength of the Fu family, the quota will only rot in the pot and can be publicly elected.
Therefore, both uncle and aunt were immediately frightened.
However, Yu Que's pupils shrank slightly, but he was not frightened, but felt murderous intent, and a violent murderous intention rose in his heart.
The smile returned to his face.
At this time, Nafu Shiqi also vaguely realized that something was wrong. Except for the young masters within and outside the clan, he had never seen a child of fifteen or sixteen years old who dared to be in front of him all the time, especially after he released the fierce aura of the family god. How could you still choke him like this!
"Attitude?"
Yu Que grinned with a toothy grin, and the two teeth in his mouth were also sharp, and his face was filled with gray energy, as if snakes and insects were crawling on his face.
hiss!
At this time, whether it was Nafu Shiqi or his uncle, both of them had expressions of surprise and confusion:
"You support the family god?"
"You support the family god!"
Yu Que smiled and said nothing, his figure flashed, and only a voice suddenly sounded in Nafu Shiqi's ears:
"Junior, let me show my attitude to the clan."
(End of chapter)