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Chapter 159 Yuan Family Grandparents

Song Qingwan's legs were sore from squatting, and finally she saw a small bee-like insect flying out. Based on the smell of it, Song Qingwan was sure that this was the maker of the ant-eating poison.

Just when Song Qingwan was thinking about how to catch the insect, a butterfly suddenly flew over. The pattern of this butterfly was very strange, similar to tiger stripes, which Song Xiaowan had never seen before.

The insect just now fled quickly after seeing the butterfly, and secreted a liquid before leaving, which smelled like ant-eating poison.

Song Qingwan quickly stepped forward, grabbed the butterfly and put it into the space. If her guess was correct, this butterfly was the natural enemy of insects.

Song Qingwan caught the butterfly and nodded with satisfaction. She stood up and wanted to go back, but suddenly her eyes went dark and she fell to the ground.

When Song Qingwan woke up, she found herself lying in a simple thatched hut.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Song Qingwan quickly got up from the bed and wanted to go out to see what was going on. Suddenly, the door opened with a creak, and a little girl of seven or eight years old walked in curiously.

"You're awake, pretty sister."

"Who are you? Why am I here?"

"My name is A Ling. You fainted in the jungle and were rescued by my grandma."

Song Qingwan recalled the situation at that time and felt extremely grateful to A Ling and her grandchildren.

If she fainted in a place like that and no one came, she might have been eaten by wild beasts.

"Thank you. Where is your grandma? I want to thank her in person."

As the two were talking, an old man with silver hair pushed open the door and walked in, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand.

"Miss, you are welcome. Saving you is just a piece of cake for me. It is also a fate for us to know each other."

"If it weren't for you, I might have died. May I ask what your name is, Auntie?"

"My last name is Yuan, you can call me Auntie Yuan, but why would a pregnant woman like you run into such a dangerous jungle?"

"Pregnant woman? Are you talking about me?"

Song Qingwan pointed at her nose in disbelief. How could she be pregnant? Was the old lady mistaken?

"You don't know yet? I know a little bit about medicine. Miss, you are indeed pregnant."

Song Qingwan suddenly remembered that her period seemed to be delayed for ten days. She had just arrived in southern Xinjiang and had always thought it was due to acclimatization.

Could it be that she is really pregnant?

Song Qingwan put her hand on her other wrist, and it was a long time before she was sure that she was really pregnant.

God, being pregnant at this time, this child came at a really bad time. She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to protect him well.

"I accidentally entered the dense forest and got lost. Please don't tell others that I'm here, Aunt Yuan."

"There are only me and A Ling around here. There are no other residents. You can rest assured, young lady."

Song Qingwan nodded. In her current situation, it would be disastrous if people knew that she was pregnant.

Song Qingwan's hand gently stroked her belly, and a soft warmth rose in her heart. This was her and Zhao Huaijin's child.

A Jin, we have a child, are you happy?

Because Song Qingwan's blood was too weak and this place was too far from the capital, she temporarily stayed with Aunt Yuan and her grandchildren.

It is relatively safe here, and Song Qingwan can study the antidote for the ant-eating poison more conveniently without worrying about being disturbed.

Aunt Yuan and A Ling are very nice people and they take care of Song Qingwan in almost every possible way.

Song Qingwan especially liked A Ling, a simple-minded and sensible child who often picked wild fruits and brought them back for Song Qingwan to eat.

"Sister Awan, your name is so nice and you are so beautiful."

"A Ling is the pretty one. What's your full name? Why do you live in such a remote place with your grandma?"

"My grandmother moved here with me when I was three years old. She told me that my full name was Yuan Ziling and that my parents were killed by our enemies."

Song Qingwan touched A Ling's hair with heartache. Just as she was about to continue asking, Aunt Yuan came in and interrupted their conversation.

"A Ling, Sister A Wan needs to rest, go to the kitchen and check on the food."

"Got it, grandma."

After A Ling left the house, Aunt Yuan warned Song Qingwan with a serious face.

"Miss Awan, please don't ask about our origins. Aling and I have lived here for so long that it's hard for us to survive. If outsiders knew we were here, we would probably be killed."

"I'm sorry, but I can see that you are no ordinary peasant woman. You must be a lady from a large family."

"You are indeed amazing. From the moment I saw you, I guessed that you must be either rich or noble."

"Why don't you try to speak it out, maybe I can help you."

"Miss Awan, be careful with your words. You should take a rest."

Aunt Yuan's face darkened visibly. She put the food on the head of Song Qingwan's bed, turned around and walked out.

Song Qingwan knew that she guessed correctly. She had guessed from A Ling's words and deeds and Old Lady Yuan's living habits over the past few days that these two people must be from a big family.

Some habits are ingrained in our bones, and even if we try hard to change them, they will still leave traces.

For example, although A Ling can't read, she can recite poems, and the way she walks and moves is just like a lady from a noble family.

In a place like this, there is naturally only one possibility, that it was Aunt Yuan who taught it.

Aunt Yuan's embroidery skills were exceptional. Song Qingwan had only seen this kind of embroidery twice in the Great Sage's harem, and she heard that not many people could do this kind of embroidery.

But the other party obviously didn't completely trust Song Qingwan, and she couldn't force him to speak, so she could only take it slow.

After staying here for five or six days, Song Qingwan's body had almost recovered and she was about to leave.

But Song Qingwan felt that she needed to leave some necessities of life for the grandparents and grandchildren, so she went up the mountain again with a dagger.

Although the place where the Yuan family's grandparents and grandchildren lived was surrounded by mountains and rivers, there was only a small river in front of the door, and the only food available nearby was wild grass and vegetables, and they rarely ate meat.

A-ling is still growing, how can she keep eating vegetarian food? So Song Qingwan decided to catch some pheasants or something to supplement A-ling's nutrition.

Song Qingwan carefully hid behind a towering tree. She had observed that there were pheasants nearby, so there was a good chance she could catch one.

Sure enough, a colorful pheasant flew over soon and flew directly into the bushes. Soon, a sound similar to that of a chicken was heard in the grass.

"It looks like a nest. This time we have a harvest."

Song Qingwan quickly stepped forward, grabbed the colorful pheasant that was feeding its chicks, tied its legs, and threw it into the space.

The speed was so fast that the pheasant didn't even have time to struggle. Because Song Qingwan had thrown some medicine in advance, the pheasant was slow to react.

Song Qingwan parted the grass and saw a nest of little pheasants. They couldn't fly yet and cried out in panic when they saw that their mother was gone.

Song Qingwan thought about it and caught these little pheasants and took them away. Aling had no companions, so these animals would be good for her.