Chapter 15: Raising an Ancestor!

In the yard of the Xu residence, a crowd of people had gathered. Some people even stood on the wall, looking down at the yard.

When Mr. Xu came back, he almost couldn't squeeze through the front door leading to his courtyard.

During this short delay, the old Mr. Yue managed to catch up to him.

"Brother, why are you running so fast?" Old Mr. Yue chased up breathlessly and grabbed old Mr. Xu's hand. "It belongs to your family anyways. Would coming back earlier or later make a difference? Let me tell you, you really need to change your bad habit of impatience."

Having been his friend for many years, Mr. Yue often chided Mr. Xu about this matter, but it seemed to be of no use at all.

"Who said there is no difference? That's a spiritual turtle. It must be worshipped like an ancestor; it's a mascot for our family. If I came back too late and the three little rascals had already slaughtered it, our family would receive retribution!"

After answering his old brother, Mr. Xu shouted, "Little rascals, put down my spiritual turtle properly. If you hurt it in any way, I will peel your skin off!"

Although Mr. Xu's body still hadn't squeezed into the yard, his authority had already arrived.

In fact, if it weren't for Mr. Xu's shout, the three brothers in the yard already intended to do something to the old turtle. Second Xu had even taken out the boning knife.

"Oh my gosh, our father is back!" Hearing Mr. Xu's roar, Second Xu was so alarmed that he threw the boning knife in his hand.

The boning knife flew out and landed by Youngest Xu's feet, only an inch away from hitting his foot.

"Second brother, be careful!" Youngest Xu jumped up high in fright that he almost became lame.

"It was a mistake, mistake! It's nothing, it's nothing!" Second Xu smiled goofily, with a completely innocent expression.

Eldest Xu chipped in at a timely manner. "Stop the gibberish, and quickly hold down this ancestor. I can't hold it down any longer!"

It was quite a tiresome task to control a big old turtle with both his hands and feet.

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As the three brothers worked together, Mr. Xu finally managed to squeeze in.

"Little rascals, what are you doing?"

Seeing the three brothers hold the old turtle together gave Mr. Xu a huge shock.

"Father, we didn't do anything. It's just that this big guy wants to run, so we have to hold it down. Don't just look at us, come and help!" Eldest Xu shouted at Mr. Xu anxiously.

Old Mr. Xu glared at him and roared, "Let go! That's a sign of auspiciousness and luck. If it wants to run, you can't stop it. Hurry up, and let go!" 

Following, he stood there and pointed a finger at Eldest Xu. "You're already a grown up, yet you're so insensible!"

Eldest Xu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, 'How am I insensible? In this family, apart from mother, who can compare with me in terms of sensibility?'

However, with so many people watching, he should save some face for his father!

After all, father was already old; he could not let others know that father had started to get a little confused.

See? In terms of being sensible, who could compare with him?

Eldest Xu had lots of things going on in his mind. He was definitely the drama king himself.

"Let go, let go!"

Eldest Xu, who had gotten an earful from his own father, took the lead to withdraw his strength. However, he found that the old turtle managed to immediately whizz out. When he realized that his two younger brothers had only been acting like they were working hard, he became enraged.

His gaze on his two younger brothers was filled with murderous intent.