Chapter 529: Making Egg Fried Rice for A Le

After Ashu left, Ying also went back to rest, but when he returned, Nan Qinghuan had somehow already woken up.

"Qinghuan, how did you wake up?"

Nan Qinghuan walked barefoot to his side; she was only up to Ying's shoulder, looking very petite.

Ying furrowed his brow, fearing she would catch a chill, and hurriedly lifted her, "It's cold underground; you haven't finished confinement yet."

Nan Qinghuan enjoyed his care, looping her hands around his neck; the two returned to the bed, and moonlight from outside streamed in, illuminating the mattress.

They lay on the bed in harmony, Ying held her tightly, and Nan Qinghuan rested her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

She thought it was the most beautiful music in the world.

It moved because of love.

"Ying, what did Ashu come for?"

She still asked; actually she had heard their conversation, but wanted to see if Ying would tell her.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward; Ying reached out and gently stroked her head, enjoying the feel of her long hair, as comfortable as seaweed.

"Ashu said an outsider arrived at our Small Town, someone from the Beast Taming Tribe, fearing that if she can't save that child it will spark a war."

"What? The Beast Taming Tribe people have already arrived—when?"

"They arrived this morning at the Small Town, Qinghuan; I have to go out in a bit."

Nan Qinghuan also wanted to see, "I'll go with you."

"No need; you rest well. I'll just take a look; there shouldn't be any issue. If you can cure this child, we can form an alliance with the Beast Taming Tribe."

Ying didn't want her to get involved in these matters, and Nan Qinghuan had to let him; after Ying left, she couldn't fall asleep either.

She got up and stood outside the Tulou; every household was up, preparing breakfast, with curling smoke, and Nan Qinghuan saw a vibrant era.

So, she vowed to protect this tranquility!

She hoped that for at least these years, war wouldn't break out.

She thought of A Le and prepared something tasty to send her; that little girl was quite cute.

Perhaps she is their hope for peace.

She decided to make egg fried rice, something never cooked here before; egg fried rice sounds simple, but it's hard to make it tasty.

Now they already have eggs, which were found last time on the cliff from a hatched chicken; the eggs are unusually large, one egg is enough.

Definitely enough to eat!

She heated the pan, cracked the eggs and added rice to stir-fry; soon the aroma rose—these eggs differ from modern ones, tasting especially delicious.

"Qinghuan, what are you doing? It smells so good!"

"Mother has arrived..."

Mother brought Mengmeng.

"Mengmeng is hungry and wants milk; Beibei hasn't woken up yet?"

"Here."

She is very busy now, not only handling Small Town affairs but also acting as a wet nurse; although she doesn't have a child of her own, she always thinks of the kids.

Mengmeng is adorable, increasingly so, plump and irresistible, making one never want to let go.

Children love their mother; when they touch her nipple they smile and drink their fill.

Nan Qinghuan fed the child, having Mother scoop the egg fried rice into a bowl; Mother thought it was too fragrant, never having known rice could be eaten with eggs like this.

So fragrant.

"Qinghuan, is this for Ying?"

"Mother, I'm making it for A Le, the child from the Beast Taming Tribe yesterday."

"A Le, Qinghuan, can you cure her?"

Actually, in Mother's view, she was worried that people from the Beast Taming Tribe would come looking for trouble; she heard that the Beast Taming Chief liked that child very much, and if the child died here, the peace might not be preserved.

The Beast Taming Tribe tames beasts; their weapons are mainly wild animals, and they are not good at this. At that time... Mother's eyes recalled the past, when the Baiqi Tribe faced an invading enemy, with death and injury everywhere—it was terrible.

She doesn't want to experience that again!

"Mother, don't worry, it's fine; the child is much better. Mother, Mengmeng is full; I have to deliver the rice. Thank you for the child; once I'm done with my tasks here, I'll take the child."

She felt very apologetic to Mother, having never cared for a child since it was born.

Mother, seeing her so polite, smiled, "Qinghuan, Mother and the ancestors know you're busy and that you're working hard for the Small Town. Rest assured about the child; they're well-behaved, we all enjoy caring for them. Go quickly; if it gets cold, it won't taste good."

When Nan Qinghuan was about to hand the child to Mother, the child suddenly woke up and wailed loudly, breaking Nan Qinghuan's heart.

"Mengmeng, don't cry, don't cry."

But today, for some unknown reason, the child kept crying incessantly, refusing to let her leave, yet she needed to check on that child.

"Mother, thank you for your effort; I really have to go."

"Go ahead, hurry."

When she left, Nan Qinghuan felt truly distressed; she swore to take good care of the child, and the child's cries echoed in her heart, making her now understand the sorrow of left-behind children.

She must properly care for her child!

Soon, she walked toward the cottage with the rice; not far away, A Yao and others had already been waiting there.

"Goddess, you're finally here."

"What's wrong? Is A Le in pain again?"

"No, she's much better, but she wants to see you; if she doesn't see you she won't eat, and we can't handle her."

"I want to see that sister, I want to see..."

"Qinghuan, you're finally here; if you don't come, the child will come looking for you."

Aurora was in charge of helping A Le with her injuries, and indeed, Nan Qinghuan's medicine was truly effective; the Herpes on A Le's body was slowly drying into scar tissue—good news, as it stopped further ulceration, indicating the toxin had been suppressed.

"Let me, A Le—what's wrong?"

On the bed, A Le had already sat up; they had dark skin, their hair tied in two braids, looking very cute, but they had a terrible temper.

The miss's temper.

The future leader of the Beast Taming Tribe has been spoiled since childhood.

"A Le, look what I brought you?"

A Le smelled a fragrant aroma, and looking at the thing in the bowl they had never seen, said, "Sister, what is this?"

"This is called fried rice with egg; you must have never eaten it. Want a taste?"

"Nan Qinghuan, she's overheated; you give her fried rice—does that suit?"

"Don't worry, just a little bit, it's fine, and she's drinking medicine to reduce fire. Want a taste?"

Jiguang thought she was truly unreasonable; never mind, too lazy to bother with her.

"Since you're here, I'll leave then; I've never seen such a hard‑to‑please primitive child, truly loves to cause trouble."