Chapter 300: The Wild Gentleman Boils Water to Wash Her Feet

The elder ancestor cleaned the banana leaf, then put these items inside; after doing so, she picked up the reddened stone, placed it on the banana leaf to wrap together, and finally put it into the fire to burn.

This is the most ancient cooking method of the primitives, which she had never seen before; she remembers that when she came to the Tribe, mother and the others could not cook anything, so how could the elder ancestor do it? When she asked, the elder ancestor didn't want to answer, just glanced at her and said, "Wait, when it's cooked this joy fruit can be eaten; after eating, the offspring can give birth to a litter, haha."

"Give birth to a litter?"

Nan Qinghuan was speechless; this old woman was truly cute.

"Mother, what is this?"

Getting no answer from the elder ancestor, she asked mother again; mother hurriedly explained, "Qinghuan, this is the most precious joy fruit of my maternal Tribe; the elder ancestor made it for you to eat, and this offspring will be many and healthy. You should eat more."

Nan Qinghuan: "……"

"Listen up, you girl. Although you now look down on my skill, this is the Tribe's inheritance. Inheritance must not be forgotten; if forgotten, are you still a Tribe person?"

Mother listened attentively beside her, "Yes, mother, I will not forget, I won't."

The elder ancestor, still a bit angry, scolded mother, "You say you won't forget, yet you spend every day only washing rice and steaming meals; you probably don't like this set either."

Nan Qinghuan understood what this old woman wanted from her.

"Elder ancestor, rest assured, this Tribe's civilization will not be buried. I will have the clan pass it down; good things must be carried forward."

Nan Qinghuan's words made the elder ancestor instantly happy; she suddenly stood up, flailed her arms and legs, and began dancing, looking very odd.

Moreover, she muttered incomprehensible sounds, making people think she was crazy.

"Mother, what's wrong with the elder ancestor?"

Mother was about to explain when footsteps came from outside; without saying, everyone knew who had arrived.

"Qinghuan, elder ancestor"

"Ying has arrived"

When the elder ancestor saw Ying arrive, she immediately pulled him inside, then wanted to dance with him beside the fire. Ying hadn't wanted to, but the elder ancestor was too enthusiastic, so he also had to dance with her.

This was Nan Qinghuan's first time seeing Ying dance; it truly shattered his aloof image.

The elder ancestor and Ying danced well, and her mood naturally brightened; encouraged by mother, she even clapped her hands.

Ying's dancing was actually not bad; Nan Qinghuan still learned for the first time that this wild man could dance.

After the dance, Ying quickly stepped forward to her side and said, "Qinghuan, was it good to watch?"

Nan Qinghuan giggled, laughing to death, it was just too cute.

"It's my first time seeing you dance, really not bad."

"I'll teach you later."

"Ah, can't do that, have to wait until the offspring is born."

Mother was constantly worrying about the offspring's safety, which made Ying giggle; he reached out and cradled Nan Qinghuan in his arms, looking very affectionate.

The elder ancestor was not pleased with that scene.

"Ying, she's already so big, aren't you tired holding her?"

Ying just smiled, "Elder ancestor, I'm not tired. What is this?"

"I heard the female is pregnant; the elder ancestor is sending you some good things."

"Good things?"

That thing seemed cooked; Nan Qinghuan smelled a meat‑like aroma, yet it was clearly a fruit.

Ying looked at mother with delight, "Is it the joy fruit?"

"Correct guess. This is our Tribe's only joy fruit; give it to this girl, and your offspring will be born well."

Nan Qinghuan, also hungry, wanted to try what the joy fruit tasted like. The elder ancestor slowly lifted the banana leaf, and hot steam and a meaty aroma filled the air.

The smell was very pleasant.

But she still didn't know what it was.

Would eating it be bad for the child? There are many ancient beings she doesn't recognize; she must be careful.

"Ying, will eating this…"

"It won't. The joy fruit is only for the Tribe's most respected females to eat. Elder ancestor, where did you get it? Isn't the maternal clan gone?"

The elder ancestor was proud, personally selected a piece and handed it to Nan Qinghuan, who took it but didn't know how to eat it.

"How to eat this? This, I seized it from the Female Tribe Clan Leader. Nan Qinghuan, eat it clean, understand?"

This made Ying very worried, his brows knit, "Elder ancestor, how could you seize the Female Tribe Clan Leader's thing? We're about to meet her, you…"

"What are you afraid of? My Ying is now one of the Tribe's top leaders, a Great Clan Leader. What can Ashina do to you?"

Ying: "……"

"Ying, since we've taken it back, just eat it. Be careful at the Bolan Festival, okay?"

Thus, Ying sliced it piece by piece and handed it to Nan Qinghuan. Nan Qinghuan didn't know what it was, but Ying said it was edible, so she tried it with a tentative attitude.

She didn't expect the taste to be really good, with both fruit fragrance and meat aroma, yet she still couldn't figure out what creature it came from.

After finishing, Ying only then prepared to take her back; mother naturally stayed to keep the elder ancestor company, so Ying and Nan Qinghuan returned home alone.

Outside, a light rain fell; Ying, worried Nan Qinghuan would get wet, fashioned a huge leaf as a hat for her, then carried her back on his back.

The so‑called joy fruit tasted good; she never imagined such a magical thing existed in antiquity.

It was delicious.

Only, the elder ancestor stole the Female Tribe Clan Leader's item; could that cause trouble when they go? Then again, they rescued the Female Tribe Clan Leader's daughter Ayina, so probably not. She now looks forward more to going there and seeing the world.

She also hopes to help Axi find that person.

Perhaps Axi can find relatives, but it's not certain.

On the way back it got a bit dark, so Ying took a torch toward the Tulou. Now all three Tulou have been built: Ashu's, Youchao Xuan's, and theirs, and they all lived inside to rest.

After returning home, Ying hurried to boil water for Nan Qinghuan. Nan Qinghuan, not knowing what he was doing, sat on a small stool and quietly watched him.

In the candlelight, the rugged man's face was sharply angular and very handsome.

She feels more and more fond of him as she watches.

"Ying, what are you boiling water for?"

Ying was adding firewood; after he finished that, he looked at her and said, "I'll wash your feet."

"Wash my feet?"

She was a bit confused—why would he want to wash her feet, especially since it's not big Winter.

"Youchao Xuan said that women who wash their feet often are good for the body; I'll let you try."

Sure enough, having heard Youchao Xuan's words, this man truly tries anything that's good for her, which warmed her heart, "Have you looked for him before?"