Chapter 439: Good Days Mean Having Food to Eat and Clothes to Wear

Ying

This time Ying said he didn't want to deal with A Lei at all; Nan Qinghuan didn't say anything either, because this is Ying's family matter, she shouldn't get involved.

After they left carrying that wild chicken egg, A Lei stood alone in the ice‑cold snow; after Ying and the others departed, they, barefoot, stared at the Cave behind them, looking completely irritable.

Ying, you dare treat me like this, I won't let you get away with it!

Roar—

A Lei's roar echoed especially loudly in the valley; not far away, Ying and the others also heard the roar, and Dashan, holding the wild chicken egg, was very worried.

Ying, if we just ignore his life or death, will he come back to revenge us?

Revenge? In the past Nan Qinghuan thought dealing with Ancient People was easy; their limbs were strong and they weren't so scheming. But ever since entering the Ying Tribe, meeting A Yue, and encountering Shiva's obstacles, she realized Ancient People aren't simple; once they have brains they cause trouble.

Ying also stopped, turned his head to look at the dense forest behind, "He wouldn't dare; A Lei is naturally timid. Besides, who could help him revenge me? Fine, it's too cold, let's go back."

What the tribe didn't expect was that, originally they went out to deal with monsters, but unexpectedly they returned, bringing back a strange huge egg.

No one had ever seen this huge egg; Dashan, holding the tribe members, all wanted to take a look.

Youchao Xuan and Qing Feng, hearing they had returned, also rushed over.

"Ying, you returned safely, that Giant Tribe…"

"Don't worry, Youchao Xuan, the people of the Giant Tribe were killed by Ying; that monster was tamed by Ou Mu. Now you see we not only found precious Coal, but also this wild chicken egg—what a treasure."

Hearing this, Youchao Xuan was astonished, looking at him in shock, "Ying, Goddess, what's really going on?"

Ying, knowing Youchao Xuan would be curious, glanced at Qing Feng, who stood there unable to speak, and said, "Alright, let's discuss this back home; it's too cold outside. Come to my house, Qing Feng, you too."

At noon, snow fell heavily.

Inside the Forest, the endless view was blanketed in snow‑white silver, utterly enchanting.

Through the mist, curling cooking smoke rose, and the tribe's Tulou appeared as tranquil as a small mountain village.

Inside the Tulou, warm candlelight dispelled the winter chill; inside, everyone chatted while waiting for A Mu to make soup. After Ying told Youchao Xuan everything, Youchao Xuan looked very surprised.

"What, that's really great—now the Giant Tribe's people are dead, the Giant Dragon has been tamed by the Goddess, and we also found precious Coal. I haven't seen it, but I know it's definitely something good."

"Of course it's good, Youchao Xuan you haven't seen it; it's even better than firewood. Ying, when are we going to mine Coal?"

Hearing that, Ying suddenly thought of something.

He immediately stood up, a bit worried, "That's not good; A Lei is dissatisfied with me. Could he team up with outsiders to dig up our treasure?"

Those words made the elder ancestor also stand up, "That kid wouldn't dare; everything inside the Cave is mine. On what grounds can he move it?"

"No way, he knows it's a treasure and wants people to see it. Dashan, send people to guard the Cave; Youchao Xuan, you all go now to mine Coal, bring back some for everyone to use, and when the weather improves, we'll dig more."

Youchao Xuan, eager to see what Coal is, gladly said, "Alright, I'll go with Dashan; I'll find some people."

"Hey, I'll help too."

Qing Feng also wanted to go with Youchao Xuan; seeing Qing Feng also want to go made Youchao Xuan a bit pained, "No need, you stay at my house first; we have rice, vegetables, and firewood. I'll go first."

"Hey, Youchao Xuan…"

The two were so affectionate that even Ying, a big man, could notice. Could it be that they were captured together and now have feelings? He cleared his throat, "Qing Feng, Youchao Xuan asked you to stay at his house first, do you agree?"

When he said that, A Mu and the elder ancestor also looked at her; Qing Feng rubbed her hands, "Ying, I…"

Nan Qinghuan thought she could play matchmaker now.

Perhaps after spring arrives, there will be a happy event here.

She also stood up and walked to Qing Feng, "Qing Feng, do you like Youchao Xuan?"

She knew Ancient People were straightforward, without much roundabout.

So asking directly is better.

Sure enough, Nan Qinghuan's words left Qing Feng utterly astonished; she stopped rubbing her hands and just stared at the couple, still a bit embarrassed.

"Youchao Xuan cooked meat soup for me, gave me Beast Skin, he's the best person to me."

Interesting.

Ancient women are very straightforward.

"Then do you like him?"

Nan Qinghuan admitted she wanted to be a matchmaker; now the tribe is developing better and better, everyone has a family, but Youchao Xuan doesn't; she wants him to be very happy, with a woman by his side, making everything easier.

At least two people have a companion, so they won't be lonely.

Qing Feng grinned, "Ou Mu, of course I like him, I just don't know…"

"I get it, you go stay at his place first; I'll handle things there."

"You coming?"

Meanwhile, Nan Qinghuan was arranging a wife for Youchao Xuan; she felt that although she hadn't liked Qing Feng much a few days ago, now her opinion of her had changed.

Because Youchao Xuan likes this girl, she also noticed that this girl now has no thoughts about Ying at all; given that, why wouldn't she like her? Nan Qinghuan handed her the Beast Skin, "Youchao Xuan has never treated a female like this before; if you don't believe it, ask Ying—he knows Youchao Xuan is special to you. Qing Feng, if fate arrives, you must seize it tightly, seize your happiness, understand?"

Happiness? Qing Feng blinked at Nan Qinghuan, "What is happiness?" she looked a bit puzzled at Ying, "Ying, what is happiness?"

Ancient People don't understand this happiness, which is normal; they're unfamiliar with such modern language.

Ying now roughly knows the meaning of happiness; he thought, looked at Nan Qinghuan, grinned, showing a big white tooth.

"Qing Feng, happiness is having a home, a bonfire, food and drink, and a lover."

In Ying's eyes was a tenderness like water, a gaze Qing Feng had never seen before.

So warm and gentle.

"A lover?"