Chapter 278: Qinghuan, Teach Me to Read

Li Xiang's complexion wasn't good; his expression was complicated as he looked toward where they had gone and clenched his fist.

He will definitely be able to take her away!

"Li Xiang, what are you thinking?"

Li Xiang withdrew his gaze; he naturally wouldn't let the Rongdi know his intention to leave, "It's nothing, we should go back."

"Li Xiang, as long as you follow me, everything I have will be yours."

The Rongdi seemed to have seen through Li Xiang's desire to leave, so Li Xiang stopped walking without turning back, "Let's go, back to planting rice."

At high noon the sun was intense, making everyone drenched in sweat.

The Hemp Robe was not breathable; the men's faces were covered in sweat and their bodies were soaked.

Although they had rescued Dashan and the others along the way, Dashan was still unconscious; after returning to the Tribe, Axi hurried over.

"Dashan, Dashan"

"Axi, stop shouting; he's injured and needs to go back for medicine, I'll go help too."

After saying that she turned to Ying and said, "I'll go give them medicine; you go home first."

Ying climbed down from Xiao Guai's back, his gaze dazed as he looked at her and nodded.

"Alright"

Nan Qinghuan noticed Ying seemed off; on the road she had asked him what he had said to the senior brother, but Ying remained silent, holding onto her without letting go.

She needed to find a chance to properly ask this man what was wrong.

Ashu and the others saw that Ying hadn't spoken much along the way, their eyes constantly on Nan Qinghuan, wondering what was wrong with Ying.

"Ashu..."

"Here, Ying, speak."

"Send more troops to encircle the Tribe, prevent any tribe members from approaching, release the Wolf Pack; whenever a stranger is spotted, no matter what they're doing, kill them for me."

"This..."

This left Ashu puzzled, "Ying, who exactly is that man, how does he know the chief, and why does he insist the chief go with him?"

Ying, in a sour mood, gave Ashu a cold glance, "It's none of your business."

"Hey, Ying..."

"Forget it, Ashu, didn't you see he's in a bad mood, probably because of that male."

Whenever Li Xiang was mentioned, Ashu got angry, "The chief gave him the Grain Seed; they'll definitely grow rice. What exactly is that person's relationship with the chief?"

Ashu couldn't figure it out, but Asu knew, "I think that person is a close friend of the chief; they come from the same place—you can tell by his clothing. Could he be trying to take the chief away?"

Now Ashu understood, "No wonder Ying was so nervous; they sent Dashan to kill Li Xiang for the chief's sake."

"Ashu, what should we do now?"

"Do as Ying said; don't let that person get in."

In the evening, the setting sun sank westward.

When Nan Qinghuan woke Dashan and the others, Dashan finally held Axi and wept, and Nan Qinghuan, speechless, said, "Alright, this isn't the time to cry; tell me what actually happened."

"Om, that man called Li Xiang has been constantly gathering news about you; he's been helping the Rongdi, and without him we wouldn't have been captured," Dashan said excitedly to Nan Qinghuan.

Nan Qinghuan naturally knew it was Li Xiang's doing; her senior brother came from the modern world, and she understood his capabilities. It seemed the bottle they found in the Forest last time was his.

He knew he was here, so he came to find her.

"Alright, stop wandering around, focus on farming; I've seen your hand—though two fingers are missing, you can still eat fine."

Dashan looked at his bandaged hand, hatred flashing in his eyes.

Nan Qinghuan let out a deep sigh, quickly stood, and said, "Axi, take good care of him; I'm heading back."

"Qinghuan, thank you."

Axi, worried and scared, saw that Qinghuan truly brought the person back; to her, missing a few fingers didn't matter—as long as the person was alive.

"Alright, you two go home as well."

These three went to assassinate Li Xiang, and Dashan lost his fingers.

"Om, that Li Xiang helped the Rongdi a lot; they also planted sweet potatoes and corn, and they're ready to harvest," the two tribe members reported.

Nan Qinghuan turned her back on them without a word; Li Xiang's arrival had disrupted all her plans.

"Alright, I know everything now; everyone has the right to pursue happiness, the Rongdi Tribe is no exception. Stop watching others; we must work hard ourselves."

She dropped those words, turned and left, and after going out she returned home.

Their home.

Only upon reaching the doorway did Amu see her and rush forward, "Qinghuan, where have you been? Amu was so worried!"

She felt a bit embarrassed, "Amu, I'm fine. Did Ying come back?"

"He returned, but he doesn't know what's wrong and says nothing; he took a hoe to the field, and even when I called him he stayed silent. Qinghuan, did you two argue?"

"Did he go to the field?"

Nan Qinghuan shook her head, "Amu, we're fine, don't worry; I'll go find him and bring him back."

"Then I'll cook while you wait."

Nan Qinghuan went to the field they shared; under the setting sun, Ying was indeed there, holding a hoe and working, sweat streaming down his cheeks, droplets falling onto the soil.

She walked to the ridge, lifted the bamboo tube in her hand, and said, "Ying, have some water?"

Ying had actually known she was coming; he turned his head, gave her a deep look, then set down the hoe and hurried forward.

"How did you get here?"

"Dashan and the others are fine, don't worry; I've already bandaged them. Ying, are you angry with me? Do you think I shouldn't have traded Grain Seed for Dashan?"

She realized Ying was angry.

Ying plopped onto the ground, looking wild; he shook his head, his expression complicated, and asked, "Qinghuan, who exactly is that man?"

Nan Qinghuan knew he would ask, and she was already about to sit beside him, but Ying, afraid of getting her dirty, reached out and scooped her into his arms, holding her tightly.

Nan Qinghuan hadn't wanted this at first, but since he wouldn't let go, she let it pass.

"Senior brother grew up with me, he studied with me a level older than me, I guess we're friends."

"Senior brother?"

Ying naturally didn't know what a senior brother was, nor did he understand what she was saying, but he could grasp one thing: that man had grown up with Nan Qinghuan.

That made him very jealous.

His jealousy wanted to go berserk!

That man said he was unworthy of Nan Qinghuan!

He must understand those things he mentioned.

Nan Qinghuan hurriedly explained, "It's like you and Dashan are brothers; our relationship is very good."

The good relationship made Ying even more jealous, but he was no longer like before.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, "Qinghuan, will you teach me Literacy?"

"What?"

These words left Nan Qinghuan staring at him in astonishment; could it be... "What did senior brother say to you?"