Chapter 596: Chapter 595: The Rainy Season Arrives

Nan Tian strode up to her, looked at the marks on her neck, took a deep breath, "I just want to say thank you to you and Ying; my people and I are very grateful for everything you have done for us."

The words made Nan Qinghuan feel odd; the kid seemed to have something hidden in his words. "What exactly is wrong with you?"

Nan Tian gave an awkward smile, "Nothing much, I just wanted to thank you face‑to‑face. I wish you and Ying happiness, and I have other matters, so I'm off to work."

After saying that, Nan Tian turned and sprinted away, running so fast it seemed he had exhausted all his strength.

Goodbye, Qinghuan!

He wants to sever this love, otherwise the suffering would be worse than death!

When Lan Tian ran off, Nan Qinghuan frowned, wondering what the kid was up to. By the time she reached the mountain, the wild grass had already been leveled by Dashan's excavator. As she arrived, Axi stepped forward, "Qinghuan, what should we do?"

Nan Qinghuan had already decided: first graft the peach, of course not now; the immediate task was to plant peach trees. By next year there would be many small peach trees here, and then she would enter the space to obtain Growth Water, guaranteeing Axi's peaches grow big and round.

"Come, help me…

So, Nan Qinghuan took Axi up the mountain to work. As twilight deepened, she only completed everything when night was about to fall, "From now on you do it this way; once the peach trees have grown, you can plant them."

Dashan and Axi, as a married pair, never imagined Qinghuan would have them clear this land and plant peach trees here. Dashan thought it was impossible, yet Nan Qinghuan was brimming with confidence.

"Alright, I'm tired as well; I'll head back now."

"Qinghuan, we'll go down together."

In this way, a stretch of wasteland was turned into farmland; Axi and Dashan escorted Nan Qinghuan to her doorstep, and before even stepping outside the yard, the smell of meat wafted from afar.

"Qinghuan, you're truly blessed; Ying is making dinner, you should hurry back."

As Nan Qinghuan entered the courtyard, she saw two children playing with A Mu, "Beibei…"

Little Beibei had been sitting on the ground playing; when she saw her mother arrive, she instantly got up and, to her surprise, called out "Mom".

"Mom…"

"Hey, you can call Mom now?"

Nan Qinghuan was thrilled, hurriedly lifted Beibei into her arms and gave a kiss; the child was white and plump, adorable, with eyebrows that looked just like Ying's.

She had always taught Beibei to call her Mom, and never expected the child to have learned it!

"Qinghuan, Beibei has been calling Mom for a while; the way your hometown speaks is really odd."

A Mu stood up, cradling Ying Mengmeng. Mengmeng, their daughter, couldn't walk yet and only babbled incomprehensible baby talk.

"A Mu, 'mom' just means 'A Mu'; it's the same as Ying calling you."

Hearing Nan Qinghuan's words, A Mu smiled brightly, "So that's how it is. Qinghuan, now that you've arrived I'll go back first. You, the old ancestor, also finish dinner and wait for me."

"Thank you, A Mu, thank you for helping me with the child."

She was truly grateful to the elder; without her looking after the child, she would have had no time or experience to help others.

"Look at what you say, this child is Ying's child, so of course A Mu's grandchild. I'm not the one to take care of them; who else? I'm leaving."

Nan Qinghuan had originally wanted A Mu to stay and eat here, but A Mu declined. The ancient parent‑child relationship remains rather odd; when children grow up they no longer live together. In the past there were no such conditions; now there are, yet they neither live nor eat together, perhaps because A Mu does not wish to disturb their family, hence her stance.

"Qinghuan, are you back?"

Nan Qinghuan, with the child, watched Ying holding a wok spatula and couldn't help laughing, "Go check your pot; I'll take the child."

Ying now knows how to stir‑fry. Previously he could only make soup, but he grew weary of it, so he secretly asked his senior brother to teach him. One was bold to learn, the other bold to teach; consequently the senior brother taught him. The first attempt burned, the second also burned, the third he smashed the wok open, the fourth… it turned out fine… Now Ying cooks at home, and she just waits to eat.

The time spent with the child was very pleasant; she also enjoyed the dynamic of a man cooking and a woman caring for a child, and before she knew it she was thinking of her senior brother again.

She also didn't know how her senior brother was doing; if Duoluo saw modern society, she would find it quite novel!

"Qinghuan, come eat."

Tonight's menu is three dishes and a soup, with meat and cabbage. Since trade has opened, many regional dishes have arrived here, and naturally, the local dishes are also taken elsewhere to sell.

Mutual exchange.

Ying's cooking skill was decent, at least better than before. She put the child in the baby carriage, but Beibei refused, insisting on staying with mother.

Helplessly, Nan Qinghuan had to lift Beibei, but then Mengmeng also gave up, and both children wanted to be held by their parents.

What to do? Nan Qinghuan intended to hold one each, but Ying told her to eat first and he would hold the children.

So she indeed ate, while Ying entertained the children.

So good!

After finishing, she went back to hold the child; Ying, famished, wolfed down his meal. When he was done, Ying washed the dishes and cleaned up, while Nan Qinghuan kept looking after the child.

The family was harmonious and joyful.

It made onlookers envious.

Life passed peacefully, and this time Youchao Xuan led people to finish the Tulou before the Rainy Season arrived, a brand‑new Tulou rising up in the city.

That day, the sky was dim and seemed ready to unleash a downpour at any moment; when Nan Qinghuan and Ying arrived, the Bai People swarmed around.

"Ying, Goddess, our Tulou is finished."

Nan Tian looked delighted; finally they had a house of their own. Nan Tian's father was overjoyed, saying they would move in tonight.

The Tulou was built magnificently, over a dozen stories tall, and the Bai People had never seen such a fine house, grinning from ear to ear!

Nan Qinghuan, pleased to see the house taking shape, said, "Finally it's completed before the Rainy Season; in a few days we can move in. Have all your homes been assigned?"

The question was directed at Lan Tian; Nan Tian nodded, "All assigned, Goddess, don't worry, every tribe member now has a place to live."

"Great, this year's Rainy Season we won't have to hide in caves; we'll have tall houses to live in."

The tribe members all looked forward to moving into the new homes, eager to try living in a Tulou.

Nan Qinghuan and Ying exchanged a glance; the tribe was happily settled, which was the endeavor they pursued.

Ying's mood was also good; he had initially thought the Bai People entering the city would cause trouble, but they helped a lot, and all the Common People were united, which pleased him.

"Then let's choose a good day to move."