Chapter 391: Sharing Blessings and Bearing Hardships Together

Ying's rapid breathing made Nan Qinghuan hard to cope.

A lamp as small as a bean, doing happy things with a lover!

No need to ask about the future.

No need to fuss over too much!

What love is, is a telepathic bond, spirit and flesh combined, with no burdens, no matter your wealth, poverty, or ugliness.

The city is inclusive.

This is love!

Inside the tiny Tulou is full of warmth; these Ancient People have already understood the comfort of home, and once they've tasted it they never want to return to the past.

Stars and moon curve like a hook; it's already the third watch!

After Nan Qinghuan fell asleep, Ying gently let go of her; his gaze stayed on Nan Qinghuan's face, then shifted to her protruding belly.

That child is getting bigger.

At this moment his heart aches.

Hope everything goes smoothly.

Outside, a Bamboo Flute sound suddenly came; it was Dashan and Ji Lei's signal to him, and Ying knew something was up.

He hurriedly covered Nan Qinghuan with a blanket and rushed out; after Ying left, the sleeping Nan Qinghuan immediately opened her eyes.

Her blue eyes sparkled, as clear as the sea.

Moving makes her body ache a bit; she blushes recalling the earlier intimacy.

Since Ying went out, she no longer wants to sleep.

She wants to make some ancient lipstick, so tomorrow at the Market street she can trade it for items.

She looks forward to trading for something, hoping to enrich all the material here.

Soon, she dressed, muttered a spatial chant, and entered.

Here, Nan Qinghuan wants to surprise these Ancient Women, and after Ying left, Dashan and Ji Lei were already waiting for him outside the Tulou.

"Ying"

Ying had just finished eating, his temper was good, no longer as furious as usual; he squinted slightly at the two, "What are you doing staying up late? What's the matter?"

Ji Lei looked around before murmuring, "I got news: some members of the Su tribe, after hearing that you killed Ma Ji, plan to cause trouble on our street tomorrow, Ying, what should we do?"

"Right, Ying, many will come tomorrow; if Ma Ji's people cause trouble, our market opening will have issues. I think we should send extra staff to inspect tomorrow; otherwise everyone coming here will bring anything, I'm afraid something will happen."

Dashan's words aren't without reason; with so many people it's hard to control, what to do if a fight breaks out? Ying furrowed his brows, his complexion not good.

"Didn't expect that bastard Ma Ji still has tribe members pursuing him. So, tell Ma Tian about this; Ma Tian lives outside this Tribe, and he'll also come tomorrow to trade, tell him to handle the matter."

This made Ji Lei think Ying was clever, "Ying, your plan is really good; letting Ma Tian deal with their tribe members solves it. Why should we act ourselves?"

"Just let Ma Tian go; I don't want to waste people on them; this originally has nothing to do with us."

"But this group is coming at you, and also at us."

Ying smiled; under the moonlight, his expression became somewhat eager and uncertain.

"What are you afraid of? No one can kill me. Ji Lei, you handle it. Though what you say makes sense, tomorrow inspect everyone who comes to the Market street; if anyone looks suspicious, kill them for me. I won't allow any problems on this main street, understand?"

Here, Ying is preparing to ensure tomorrow's Market street runs smoothly; these Ancient People also have a Market Day habit, but before it was in the Mountain Sea anomalies, now it's in the Ying Tribe.

The tribe members all find it very novel.

These tribe members find it fresh, and the Rongdi Tribe people also prepare to give it a try.

So, the Rongdi also prepared some items: the iron knives and some notes they don't want, intending to trade them for other things tomorrow.

It's deep autumn, Rongdi's clothing is still a bit thin; Li Xiang stood behind, watching him stand there for a long time, couldn't help but step forward.

"Rongdi"

This time he called his name, not "leader"!

Rongdi was surprised that Li Xiang hadn't slept, "Why aren't you sleeping yet, is the Treehouse unsatisfactory?"

Li Xiang truly isn't used to the Treehouse; living there is nothing like modern skyscrapers, and when the wind blows he worries he'll be blown off.

So, this coming Spring he truly prepared to rebuild the house.

He also doesn't want to live in the Treehouse, even though the tribe spent much effort building it for him; after all, he's a modern person and can't get used to the Treehouse.

Moreover, although it's deep autumn, there are still many mosquitoes; even lighting Mugwort doesn't help. Fortunately the air near the ground is good, otherwise he'd be smothered.

"Can't sleep, thinking about tomorrow's matters."

"I've already prepared some items to trade tomorrow; I never expected the second street to be in the Ying Tribe. We're a step behind; Nan Qinghuan really is an impressive woman."

Rongdi knows the benefits of building this street, just like the Mountain Sea anomalies; the street still stands, and nearby tribe people have no problem with food and drink.

Because there are many people there, they can trade for many things, and the material wealth is abundant.

So now he feels a bit regretful; actually he should have built it too, but Ying beat him to it.

Hearing Rongdi call Nan Qinghuan a formidable woman, Li Xiang smiled, "No need to envy them; we will gradually improve."

Rongdi liked that remark; now he's full of confidence, confident in everything he does.

"It will, definitely will."

His eyes were full of hope; Li Xiang also believed this trade could boost local commerce. Just as he was about to speak, a lone wolf hurriedly appeared in the distance.

"Leader, Ashu from the Ying Tribe has arrived."

"Ashu"

He naturally remembered the old man; what does he want? "Leader"

Not far away, Ashu was ordered to deliver cotton; when Li Xiang saw the baskets of cotton, he was delighted, "Ashu, is this what Ying sent you?"

"Yes, Li Xiang, look, this cotton is good stuff."

Li Xiang was still seeing such fine cotton for the first time; he recognized it as the highest-quality White cotton, which blooms in Spring and bears fruit in Summer.

Great, with cotton we can make a lot of things.

But it still needs to be processed first.

We can ask Qinghuan for help with this; she can even produce an excavator, so it will definitely be fine!

"Rongdi, look, what is Ying thinking about whatever he's doing?"

Rongdi looked at the cotton and was also pleased; he seemed to have guessed something.

"Was it sent by the You Su Tribe?"

"The leader is indeed clever; yes, they sent it, but it was Ma Tian who sent it. Ying has already had Yao behead this Ma Ji, and now the You Su Tribe is under Ma Tian's authority."

"Ma Tian?"

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