Chapter 411: I Will Be Good to You and Your Child

She heard that Yao Na was fine, so A Mu finally felt much relieved; she lifted the pot and ladled a bowl of lamb soup for Nan Qinghuan, handing it to her, "Qinghuan, you're tired too, have some meat soup. This is prepared by A Mu for you; eat well, otherwise the child won't look good."

A Mu has now also learned to call a youngster "child," a phrase Nan Qinghuan taught her and she has memorized; this makes Nan Qinghuan very pleased. Yet, what she is now most concerned about is why the Great Elder has come here. From Ying's demeanor, he seems to respect him even more than he once revered Shiva.

She wants to ask what contributions this Great Elder has made to the Tribe, for someone whom Ying holds in such high regard cannot be an ordinary person.

She sips the soup while asking, "A Mu, why haven't I heard of this Great Elder before? Why doesn't he live in the Tribe?"

When Sangtian is mentioned, A Mu's face still carries a smile.

"The Great Elder is a benefactor to both me and Ying, you don't know? When Ying was young, because he had no father, we were often disliked by the Clan members, and Ying was looked down upon. Back then, we lived a very miserable life."

Recalling that past, the usually optimistic A Mu also became sorrowful; she sat on a small stool, her distant eyes gazing outward.

Outside, the snow kept falling, very cold, very cold.

She seemed to recall those years; that winter was the same, truly bitter… This is the first time Nan Qinghuan has heard A Mu talk about Ying's childhood, and she is very curious about what his early years were like!

"A Mu…"

A Mu finally snapped out of her thoughts, giving a bitter smile as she looked at Nan Qinghuan, "These days are truly wonderful. I never imagined we could live in such a safe house, warmly sipping this delicious lamb soup. Back then, Ying and I had to go out in the dead of winter to find food. Once, Ying climbed a tree to pick winter fruit and fell; his leg was nearly broken. No one helped us; it was the Great Elder who found him in the snow and carried him back. Otherwise, Ying would have been devoured by wolves. The Great Elder has been very kind to us. Though he no longer lives in the Tribe these years, we have not forgotten him, and the Clan has not forgotten him either."

Hearing this, Nan Qinghuan instantly understood and felt deep compassion; this orphaned widowed mother must have endured many grievances in the Tribe. At that moment she swore to dutifully honor A Mu and treat Ying well.

Her nose tingled with sourness as she set the bowl down, then ladled another bowl of meat soup and handed it to A Mu; under the Bonfire, A Mu's eyes were red.

Nan Qinghuan's care for A Mu was insufficient; at this moment she felt some guilt. Since arriving here, she has enjoyed many of Ying's kindness and A Mu's generosity, yet she has not done enough.

It really isn't enough!

Thinking of this, she truly feels sorrow for A Mu.

A woman with a child—one can imagine how hard life must be, let alone in this Remote Antiquity Era lacking food and clothing; it's unclear how they survived.

"A Mu, have some soup. Rest assured, I'll treat you both well, and days will keep getting better."

The days will indeed improve, and A Mu naturally knows this, because she already feels life is good now.

She feels very satisfied.

She reaches out and takes the soup, "Qinghuan, this is for you; A Mu won't eat it."

"No, A Mu, you eat. If A Mu doesn't eat, I won't either. You eat more; your health is good, and Ying and I will be happy."

A Mu is moved to tears; she now feels how right Ying's choice is, and Nan Qinghuan truly is a good woman.

"Qinghuan, thank you."

"A Mu, drink it while it's hot."

Just as Nan Qinghuan had just coaxed A Mu to eat, a voice from outside announced Axi.

"Qinghuan, Qinghuan."

Axi, heavily pregnant, walked in from outside; she seemed very cold and immediately slipped beside the Bonfire, "Qinghuan, you're back."

"Axi, have you eaten?"

"Wow, it's lamb soup again, how fragrant…"

Axi really wants to try; their family doesn't eat meat often because their livestock haven't grown yet, but Ying is different—he is the Clan Leader, and the Clan members often bring him provisions, so Qinghuan's home never lacks meat.

Moreover, Ying occasionally goes hunting; he is a master hunter, and there's no prey he cannot catch.

"Here, I'll give you a bowl. Do you need anything from me?"

Axi hurriedly shook her head, "I'm full, Qinghuan, can you go out?"

Axi seemed to have something to tell Nan Qinghuan, so Nan Qinghuan quickly stood up, "A Mu, you eat first. Axi, let's go to the room."

The room was not as warm as outside; Nan Qinghuan lit a candle and closed the door and windows. Then Axi looked around before speaking cautiously.

"Qinghuan, the Great Elder has returned, and Qingfeng has also returned; you must be careful."

This made Nan Qinghuan frown slightly, "Axi, what does that mean?"

Axi, a bit wary, sat beside her and let out a deep sigh, "You might not know, Great Elder is very strict. Now our Tribe has become like this; we don't know if he will blame Ying. Also, Qingfeng has always liked Ying."

"Qingfeng? What does her liking Ying have to do with me?"

"Great Elder, the Great Elder will arrange a woman for Ying. Think about it—when the Great Elder speaks, the Clan members all agree, and Ying listens to him. If, at that time, Ying…"

"Impossible."

Nan Qinghuan instantly stood up, saying coldly, "Impossible. No one may take my man."

Axi knew she wouldn't allow it, "But Ying…"

"He won't either."

Yes, Ying won't either; she believes in Ying.

"Impossible."

In the council room, just as Sangtian finished speaking, Ying interrupted and outright rejected his request.

Sure enough, after that refusal, Qingfeng grew worried, "Ying, do you know what you're saying?"

Qingfeng and Ying were friends before; of course, they hadn't seen each other for many years. Unexpectedly, after returning, he has an Oum and a child.

What a huge change.

Ying glanced at Qingfeng, "I said it's impossible, Great Elder. Shanhai Yishi is far from us; for our Clan, exchanging things is very inconvenient. Here, our streets can resolve this matter, so why shut it down? I'm the first to disagree."