Chapter 78: This Wild Man Is Too Overbearing

Nan Qinghuan also wasn't timid; she lifted her head and met his gaze. Although everyone feared this man, she wasn't afraid, and she was very proud. "Stop this act; between husband and wife there should be equality, there's no talk of listening to anyone's orders. Ying, if you keep acting willfully, I…"

"You want to run again?"

Ying suddenly took big strides toward her, but Nan Qinghuan, fearing he might go crazy again, shifted her step and suddenly looked behind, "Ying, what's that?"

Upon her words, Ying indeed looked behind; as he turned, Nan Qinghuan suddenly bolted toward the outside… "Nan Qinghuan"

Realizing he'd been tricked, Ying quickly chased after her. After she ran far enough, she finally stepped out from beside the Cave. In that instant she felt exhausted, wondering whether staying here was right or wrong. "Nan Qinghuan, he treats you so well and you still argue with him? You're just in debt."

A cursed voice came from behind; she snapped her head, "Who?"

The flashlight's beam swept behind, and she actually saw a woman whose head emitted a faint glow.

The woman's eyes glared viciously at her, as if she were about to devour her; in an instant she saw a familiar woman's face!

"A Yue?"

Swish— the figure flashed and vanished before her; A Yue wasn't dead!

"You stop right there."

In the deep night, she grabbed the flashlight and chased after A Yue wildly. She couldn't understand—wasn't A Yue dead right before them? What the heck, was she seeing a ghost? She chased all the way into the Forest; the place was eerily quiet and frightening. She swung the flashlight around; she was bold, not fearing any beasts. She could be certain of one thing: that woman was A Yue.

She only had one hand; she wouldn't mistake it.

"A Yue, come out, I know who you are?"

The woman hiding behind hadn't expected Nan Qinghuan to be so bold; she wasn't afraid of ghosts.

Tick‑tock… the sound of running water arrived, and instantly a whistling wind rose in the Forest, then… hiss… some sound was hissing. Her gaze fixed on the source, and she saw… among dense potato leaves, a pure white little rabbit.

"Rabbit?"

She didn't bother with anything else and rushed forward; the rabbit, seeing someone, fled instantly, and she had no time to bother with the fleeing rabbit. Seeing those leaves made her blood boil, "Great, it's really potatoes."

With these potatoes, the tribe can improve their meals.

She acted without hesitation; she wasn't afraid of the woman confronting her. She pulled a Fruit Knife from her sleeve and began digging potatoes. The woman, seeing Nan Qinghuan alone digging, grabbed a big stone, prepared to step toward her and smash her, but suddenly… "Qinghuan, Qinghuan, where are you?"

From not far away came voices of people searching for her; the woman glared fiercely at Nan Qinghuan nearby and had to abandon her murderous intent.

When Ying arrived with the group to look for her, he actually saw… Nan Qinghuan squatting alone on the ground, a flashlight beside her, digging out some round smooth things from the earth. His heart tightened and he hurried forward, "Huaner, what are you doing?"

"Qinghuan, how did you end up here? You scared Ying to death, go back quickly."

Nan Qinghuan naturally knew Ying had come; she kept still, continuing to dig potatoes, just like an angry young wife, "Axi, pack these potatoes for me and take them back; the tribe won't have to eat fruit anymore, from now on we can live off potatoes."

Hearing that, Axi hurriedly crouched, "Qinghuan, what potatoes? Why aren't you talking to Ying?"

Ying stood behind her, his expression complicated as he watched her. He didn't understand why she got angry so easily; he had thought she ran away again, but didn't expect she was here to find food for the tribe.

For a moment, he felt some guilt toward her.

"Huaner, come back with me."

Ying bowed to pull her up, but Nan Qinghuan ignored him, then stood on her own, "Axi, Dashan, dig everything here and take it back, I'm leaving first."

Leaving that, she turned to leave; Ying saw she ignored him, which wouldn't do, so he rushed forward and blocked her, "Stop."

Axi and Dashan hadn't expected Qinghuan's temper to be so fierce, daring to ignore Ying. She quickly got up and gently urged, "Qinghuan, don't be like that, Ying is your male, you can't treat him that way, you…"

"Shut up. What do you mean I can't treat him that way? He's the one being rude. In my era, men wouldn't be so ferocious toward women, nor would they act irrationally."

Dropping that, she turned to leave, but Ying couldn't hold back; suddenly he grabbed her, hoisting her onto his shoulder. Nan Qinghuan kept shouting, "Let go of me, let go!"

Ying instead patted her backside to make her quiet, and after returning to the Cave, Nan Qinghuan kept struggling to get away, but Ying pounced on her, grabbed her hand, "Huaner, stop messing around."

Hearing his weary, resigned voice, Nan Qinghuan finally calmed down, panting heavily as she glared at him, "You let go of me."

"I won't let go."

Ying suddenly, like a child, leaned beside her, panting, "Don't move."

Nan Qinghuan indeed stayed still; she knew that if she moved, the man would become aroused, yet she still didn't want to deal with him, "Go away."

She suddenly felt very aggrieved, a line of clear tears rolled down; she hadn't cried in a long time, but tonight she regretted again, wondering if staying here was truly right. "Huaner, don't cry…"

Ying, originally angry, pressed close to her; seeing her tears falling in large drops, it was as if a heavy rain fell inside his heart as well.

He had intended to punish her properly, but now his mind was in turmoil; he feared Nan Qinghuan would leave him, feared she would try to run away again.

The instant she ran out pierced his heart; he thought that keeping her longer would make her obedient, but… she was as wild and untamable as a little wildcat.

Nan Qinghuan didn't want to deal with him, her tears still didn't stop; Ying had no choice but to gently lean down, lightly licking the tears from her face clean. To his surprise, the tears were salty, tasting like precious Salt, only Huaner's were even tastier than Salt.

Nan Qinghuan soon calmed down; seeing she stopped crying, Ying gently tugged at her clothing, and soon, under his ardor, the conflict gradually dissipated.

Early the next morning, when she woke, she actually saw… "Axi?"

"Qinghuan, you're awake, come wash your face quickly, Ying prepared hot water for you."

"Ying?"

She gently rose, seeing her clothing intact; last night they had quarreled and then got back together. It must be said, that man could bring her wonderful experiences. She recalled that in her daze, the man seemed to admit his mistake, but she hadn't heard clearly.

Does Ying also lower his head? "Yes, Ying boiled hot water for you; don't you love washing your face?"

Nan Qinghuan quickly rose, moved her body, then washed her face; Axi looked at her oddly, "Qinghuan, you're too happy; you treat Ying that way and he's not angry. If it were someone else then…"

"You wouldn't understand. By the way, have the potatoes all been brought back?"

Axi was a bit stunned, "We brought them back, but those hard things can't be eaten."

"Did you eat them?"

Axi nodded, "Last night we were hungry so we ate one; it wasn't very good, not as sweet as fruit."

Nan Qinghuan: "…"

Can these potatoes be eaten raw? She was at a loss, reached out and touched Axi's little cheek, "Silly girl, I'll teach you how to cook them properly; they can't be raw, eating them might upset your stomach. By the way, where did Ying go?"

"He went to the Tribe's gate to welcome Rongdi; I heard he's already arrived. Qinghuan, why did you argue with Ying last night? You know he's very worried about you, he…"

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