Chapter 378: How the Treehouse Was First Seen Being Built

Ying was very excited, but Nan Qinghuan shyly let go of him gently, "Of course it's real, then we'll go, wait for me to return."

Ying's mouth twitched, but thinking the earlier condition was too tempting, so he agreed.

Although he agreed, he still worried she might be in danger, since building the Treehouse is very high and he feared Nan Qinghuan would climb up.

He also specifically told Axi and Dashan not to let Nan Qinghuan climb too high; Dashan, knowing Ying's worry, said, "Don't worry, Ying, with me it's fine, we'll leave first."

After the Carriage slowly left, Ying still uneasy, stayed there, and his mother hurried up from behind, "Ying, where is Qinghuan going?"

"Mother, she's going to see her senior brother; Li Xiang is constructing a Treehouse and wants to invite Qinghuan."

"To the Rongdi place, oh, building houses is a man's job, why would she go? Are you sending her alone?"

Ying now doesn't keep such close watch over Nan Qinghuan as before, because he knows Qinghuan likes freedom, so he wants to let go, even though he is reluctant to part from her.

But now he really is going to change.

Only this way Qinghuan will be happier; when Qinghuan is happy, he will be happy too.

"Mother, Qinghuan is a person; I can't stop where she wants to go, and I don't want to keep her by my side. She has no hometown people here—Li Xiang is that person. Now Li Xiang is building a house; she wants to see it, and I agree."

These words left mother stunned; she stared deeply at Ying, seeming to doubt his words, and reached out to feel if he had a fever.

Her son actually one day would say such words; you should know that before, Ying would never let Nan Qinghuan be shackled on the platform, not allowing her to take a single step away.

And now Qinghuan can go wherever she wants, and she is also pregnant.

It's truly not easy.

"Ying, mother believes your decision, but with so many Tribe members arriving, where will they live, what will they eat? A few Tribe members just came to me and mentioned this. Expanding the Tribe is good, but can we support them?"

Mother originally didn't want to meddle in internal Tribe affairs, but now Tribe members have come to her, so she must ask about this!

Ying, seeing mother worried, placed a hand on her shoulder, "Mother, don't worry, I'll think of a way; how could anyone have nothing to eat?"

These words left mother a bit puzzled, "You mean…"

"Ying, it's already prepared according to what you said, go have a look?"

Youchao Xuan hurried over from the side to report, saying he had already recorded those Tribe members' names, genders, and whether they were young or not.

All have been recorded.

Youchao Xuan took out a leaf and handed it to him; it was covered with some pictographic characters. Youchao Xuan can write, but Ying has only studied for a day.

He doesn't really understand the meaning on it.

He flipped through it, couldn't read, only recognized the character for Spring.

"Tell me how many robust men and women there are, and how many elders and children?"

"This time we won't be at a loss; this Tribe has only twenty elders, the rest are young people and children, totaling eighty people."

Youchao Xuan had already calculated; taking in these Tribe members won't be a loss. As long as there are workers, they can be fed. Ying's Tribe is so large; at worst they can clear new land, they can sustain these people.

Hearing this, Ying was pleased; although his math is poor, this simple calculation he could still work out.

These Tribe members will bring him more things.

And they also brought a treasure that Qinghuan likes, called Wheat, though he doesn't know what Wheat is, Qinghuan says it's good, so it must be good.

"Great, let's go see."

Here, Ying selected the robust men himself to inspect, and also told them about future matters and the Tribe Rules of Ying's Tribe.

Every Tribe has its own Tribe Rules.

Ying's Tribe, which had over a thousand people, is about to become fifteen hundred.

So many people also made the Tribes across the Jiuzhou Dadi tremble; everyone wants to see why Ying's Tribe is thriving so well, why those Tribes are seeking them.

And they even want to take refuge? At noon, the sun blazed.

When Nan Qinghuan's Carriage arrived at the Rongdi Tribe, Axi got off to escort her, and she was stunned by what she saw.

Because the Rongdi people themselves came to receive them.

No, not to pick her and Dashan, but to pick Nan Qinghuan.

"Qinghuan, we've arrived."

The Rongdi no longer holds that old mindset toward Nan Qinghuan; he knows she won't follow him, but he still likes her in his heart.

He likes her harmlessly.

Nan Qinghuan lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out; when she saw it was the Rongdi, she was also a bit surprised.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here waiting for you; Li Xiang and the others are at the Treehouse, I chose the best spot for them to build a new house, and he's satisfied."

Who would have thought, the Rongdi has truly become a non‑hostile Beastman now.

He put on the Hemp Robe his senior brother made for him, and it actually looks quite good.

Nan Qinghuan hurried down; she is now pregnant and walks very slowly, very slowly.

"Qinghuan, you must be tired, have some water first."

The Rongdi personally tended to Nan Qinghuan, which left Dashan and Axi stunned.

How has this Rongdi become a person? Is he still the Beastman Rongdi they knew? Nan Qinghuan was also amazed by the Rongdi's change; she felt a bit embarrassed, unaccustomed to his sudden politeness.

"That's not needed; I want to see the Treehouse, how it was built."

Hearing her interest, the Rongdi smiled quickly, "Come, I'll take you, I'll explain."

Building Treehouses in the forest is the Beastmen's specialty; Nan Qinghuan, Dashan and the others saw many Beastmen transporting items and then heading toward the tall trees.

The scene was indeed bustling, giving a sense of vigor.

The ground was full of thorns, and the Rongdi, being very considerate, cleared a path ahead for Nan Qinghuan, making her way smoother; he also knew she couldn't fall now, so he was careful.

He had never treated a woman like this before.

Along the way, Nan Qinghuan understood the basic principles; she couldn't have imagined that Ancient People had such grand standing, building Treehouses on trees dozens of meters high, with everything provided by the forest.

For example, they must find very tall, straight trees, then get Rattan to make ropes as bridges for the Treehouse, and then construct ladders.

Every component must be crafted with extreme precision, so the Treehouse can be absolutely safe—wind and rain won't blow it down; it's hard to imagine the wisdom of these Ancient People is still so superb. She had only ever seen the Treehouses before, never knowing how they were built, and today she truly learned something.

"So that's how they built it. What about the floor, and what did you use for the building materials?"