Chapter 279: Craving Something Sour at Midnight

Ying doesn't want to tell her much, nor mention that man; he takes a deep breath, his eyes sharp, "Teach me, so that later I can also achieve Literacy, Qinghuan."

He doesn't want that man to look down on him; he knows Qinghuan's Tribe members are all very capable, so he can learn.

It can definitely work!

Then I'll be worthy of Qinghuan!

This made Nan Qinghuan understand; she didn't even have to think and knew it was Li Xiang who said it, Li Xiang had provoked Ying by calling him illiterate.

Poor Ying, he actually took Li Xiang's mocking words to heart.

How could Li Xiang do that? She quickly reached out, hugged his waist, pressed her head tightly against his chest, quietly listening to his strong heartbeat, "Ying, in my heart you are already great, you don't need to compare with others; what he said is far from you, don't take it to heart."

"No, Qinghuan, teach me, I want to learn."

Nan Qinghuan helplessly sighs deeply, nods, "Alright, I'll teach you; whatever you want to learn, I'll teach you, okay?"

Sure enough, hearing that, Ying was very happy; he joyfully lifted Nan Qinghuan, intending to spin around, but when he thought Nan Qinghuan was pregnant, he immediately refrained.

He gently set her down as if handling the most precious treasure, crouched and lightly stroked her flat belly, a flash of intense heat passing through his eyes.

"Qinghuan, thank you for not leaving with him, thank you."

He worries that today Nan Qinghuan might leave with that man; he thinks she would go mad as before, he is scared, extremely scared.

Fortunately, she returned.

Nan Qinghuan knows what he's worried about, gently reaches out to pat his head, "Fool, how could I leave? I once thought about it, but you brought me back; I won't run away. Now that we have a child, I won't leave you; I can't let the child be without a father, understand?"

These words made Ying's eyes fill with hot tears, almost crying; he had never felt so many emotions. Since obtaining this woman, he has gradually been captured by her, gradually gaining more feelings and thoughts.

"Qinghuan..."

Above the wheat field, the two embraced for a very long time.

Nan Qinghuan, seeing the sky darken, finally smiled, "Alright, let's go home for a meal; A Mu must be getting anxious."

"Let's go, home for a meal."

The night sky hung low, and that night a heavy rain fell.

Tulou stood resolutely in the downpour, shielding the Tribe from wind and rain.

The Tribe members, having returned from the fields, rested; outside the rain poured, while inside the warm yellow candlelight flickered endlessly.

"Qinghuan, try this fish; it's tasty, A Mu marinated it with Salt, here..."

Nan Qinghuan was very hungry, but she found that after becoming pregnant she tended to vomit, and she craved sour, astringent foods; that desire made her unable to eat anything.

Especially when she saw the fish's fishy smell, she instantly vomited again.

"Ugh..."

"Qinghuan..."

Ying, very worried, hurried forward to pat her back; the floor was a mess from her vomit. A Mu, seeing this, was at a loss, "Oh dear, why did you vomit like this?"

Nan Qinghuan saw that Ying also had some sour liquid on him from the vomit; she felt embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I feel unwell."

Ying, extremely pained, quickly held her in his arms, "A Mu, you eat first; Qinghuan is pregnant and uncomfortable."

A Mu, finally having a grandchild to look forward to, was naturally very concerned, "Qinghuan, whatever you want to eat, I'll make, okay? We have sweet potatoes, corn, and wild vegetables, you..."

Nan Qinghuan only wanted one thing: sour oranges, the more sour the better!

"A Mu, I want to eat..."

She lowered her head; in such heavy rain, she hadn't seen any sour things inside the Tribe.

"Qinghuan, tell me what you want to eat, I will go heaven or earth to make it happen for you."

Under the candlelight, Ying's complexion reflected a rosy red; Nan Qinghuan covered her belly, feeling a little more at ease, "A Mu, I want to eat something sour, are there any sour fruits?"

"Sour fruit?"

A Mu glanced outside at the heavy rain, "Qinghuan, can you endure a bit? It's pouring outside, you can't see."

She also knew going out at night was dangerous, gritted her teeth, "It's okay, I'll go to sleep first."

Ying, very worried, "No, you can't sleep without having eaten anything."

Nan Qinghuan just shook her head, then gently pushed him away, "I don't want to eat anything; I just want to rest."

Ying felt very distressed; when Qinghuan first arrived her body was weak, but he hadn't expected pregnancy to be so tormenting; he was extremely pained.

Before, he thought a whole litter of offspring was necessary, but now he feels one is enough.

Because Qinghuan's pregnancy is painful even with just one.

He can't share the burden, which makes his heart anxious.

After she tucked Nan Qinghuan into bed, Nan Qinghuan looked at him still not lying down, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I have some matters; once I handle them, I'll be with you."

"Hmm."

The pregnant woman was very drowsy; Nan Qinghuan soon fell asleep, and after she did, Ying finally went out.

Outside, A Mu was preparing to go out in the rain to pick fruit; Ying strode forward and grabbed her, "A Mu, where are you going?"

"Ying, keep your voice down; Qinghuan is still asleep, don't wake her. She wants sour fruit, I know where there is; I'll go get it for her."

"A Mu, don't go; stay here to look after Qinghuan, I'll go."

"You go?"

"I'll go, I'll go gather."

Mother and son were talking when Ji Lei's voice came from outside, "Ying"

Hearing Ji Lei's voice, he hurried outside; Ji Lei, seeing his demeanor as if he were about to leave, asked, "It's so late, where are you going?"

"Something?"

Ji Lei nodded, "There's news from Rongdi; they are clearing fields through the night, it seems they intend to plant rice."

"Let them plant."

"Let them plant?"

"Don't worry, they can't grow rice this good. Ji Lei, go handle something: record all the youngsters in our Tribe, gather those who can speak together, and in a few days, when Qinghuan feels better, let them start learning Literacy."

"Indeed, the people of their Tribe must learn Literacy. They think the Rongdi Tribe will also be changed by that man, and now they must be at the forefront."

"They cannot let Rongdi catch up to their development."

"His words put Ji Lei in a bind; they had no idea what a character was. What is this, can it be eaten? They scratched their head, bewildered, 'Literacy? What is a character?'"