Chapter 510: Singing Two Children to Sleep

Hearing Li Xiang's words, Nan Qinghuan also understood what senior brother meant; in fact, over these days she has also learned that because of forest logging, many animals have nowhere to stay.

This endless expansion really should be slowed down; the animals' territories also need to be left for them.

However, what interested her was that the dragon was a red dragon.

She knows that the red dragon, a species that lived in the Cretaceous era, is the most gentle creature, with a mild temperament, and it does not attack people, feeding only on leaves.

An adult red dragon can grow to seven or eight meters long, its body covered in armor that is extremely hard, making it difficult to kill.

She recalled the Evil Dragon she had once tamed, which is now nowhere to be found; it has likely long ago left human settlements to survive in the forest.

Why can't animals and humans coexist peacefully? Extermination is not a good choice.

"How about this: I'll go take a look tomorrow; if it really is a red dragon, I'll try to tame it, give it a new territory so it doesn't interfere with your land reclamation. What do you think?"

Li Xiang was delighted by this, but when he thought that she was still in Postpartum Confinement, he shook his head; she could wander around this Small Town without trouble, but such a distant place… "Qinghuan, your condition…"

"Don't worry, my health is fine. I came to see you to learn about the red dragon. From what we see now, if it truly is a red dragon, it really cannot be killed; let's see if we can tame it for our use."

"Junior sister, where did you learn that skill?"

Li Xiang was truly curious about that.

Nan Qinghuan didn't know what to do, whether she could help. She smiled, about to say something, when suddenly a voice came from behind her, Duo Luo's: "Qinghuan, Nan Qinghuan, the child is hungry and wants milk."

"Coming."

Just as the matter had been finished, the child was hungry, so she naturally had to rush back; Nan Qinghuan didn't linger with Li Xiang and ran back at almost a sprint.

"Hey, Qinghuan, run slower, slower."

Li Xiang saw her sprinting so fast; it hardly seemed like a woman who had just given birth—she was like a supermom.

"That girl..."

"Li Xiang, what are you talking about?"

Duo Luo was curious about what they were discussing; Li Xiang reached out and took her small hand, with a gentle smile, "We were talking about the Farmland. What is Qinghuan doing tomorrow?"

"She'll go with us; what can she do?"

"Don't forget she can Beast Tame."

Hearing that, Duo Luo was enlightened, "But…"

"Alright, you don't understand her; what she does cannot be changed by anyone. Let's go, I'm hungry, let's go home for a meal."

Duo Luo was also happy; days like this were beyond her wildest dreams—she had a man she liked, a beautiful home, and delicious food. Li Xiang's braised pork was truly scrumptious.

"I've been wanting to try it for a long time; the braised pork smells amazing."

"Weren't you supposed to eat first?"

"No, I want to wait for you to come back."

Li Xiang couldn't help but laugh at her tsundere look, "Silly girl, let's go home for a meal."

At the fourth watch, Nan Qinghuan cradled Mengmeng to drink milk; once the child was full, it needed to sleep. Then she set Mengmeng down, then Naibeibei, and after taking care of all that, she felt she was about to collapse.

So tired.

The two children fell asleep slowly; she had been with them these past days, and they had grown a bit, looking very cute, which made Nan Qinghuan even more reluctant to part.

She wanted to bring the two children back to raise herself sooner, but she also knew they were too busy now, so taking care of them was impossible.

What would happen if they didn't eat enough and got sick?

Better to give them to Mother; she and the others have been through it and have experience raising children.

"Eat your fill, then, give me a break; you two should rest early."

"Mother, thank you for your hard work."

Nan Qinghuan sincerely thanked Mother for looking after the children; Mother and Ying each took turns, and now she spent her days happily caring for grandchildren. She thought this kind of life was wonderful.

She liked it very much.

"Qinghuan, don't say that. Mother knows you both are busy; the Small Town's prosperity is thanks to you as a couple, so taking the children is no trouble for me."

"Thank you, Mother. When the children are a bit older, I'll bring them back."

"Alright, let's go then."

"Be careful."

When Ying and Mother were holding the children, Yingbeibei suddenly started crying; when one child cried, the two children began to cry.

They cried loudly and incessantly.

"Hey, stop crying now."

"I'm not crying, I'm not crying, Mother is here, here..."

That night, because the children refused to go back, they had to stay here; the children wanted to cling to Mother, and Mother had no choice but to leave them here, planning to pick them up the next day.

So bedtime became a problem for the family of four.

The bed was only that big, and with two little kids, it was cramped; what broke Ying the most was that the children had stopped crying, yet they clung to Qinghuan, and he couldn't hold Qinghuan while sleeping.

Before, he used to hold Qinghuan every night while sleeping, but now he could only sit on the bed watching Nan Qinghuan soothe the two children; by candlelight, Nan Qinghuan's face was awash with overflowing motherly love.

It was also her first night sleeping with the children, so she was naturally delighted, but Ying was not pleased; after the children fell asleep, Ying, feeling aggrieved, hugged her from behind, "Qinghuan..."

"What are you doing here? It's too cramped; get down."

Nan Qinghuan mercilessly pushed Ying off the bed; fearing the man would crush the children, she drove him down. Ying felt aggrieved; looking at the two little bundles, he was filled with helplessness.

What a pair of rivals.

"Qinghuan, they're all asleep; where should I sleep?"

Nan Qinghuan knew what he wanted to do, but with the children present tonight, he couldn't sleep. "Fine, leave the children be; go sleep outside. If you snore, you'll wake them, understand?"

Thus, Ying was driven out of the room; clutching a cotton pillow, he felt extremely aggrieved. Holding the pillow, he gazed deeply at the shut door, listening to Nan Qinghuan sing to lull the children to sleep; in that instant, he suddenly calmed down.

That was fine too; he might as well stay with them.

He simply sat down on the floor, rested his head lightly against the wooden door, closed his eyes slightly while hugging the pillow, imagining still sleeping together with Nan Qinghuan.

He fell asleep and dreamed; in the dream he saw a towering city, bustling with people coming and going, and once again he heard the name of the Baiqi Tribe.

Baiqi Tribe…