Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Quickly, several bowls of steaming noodles were cooked. With narrowed eyes, Qiao Wenjuan watched her sister-in-law finish cooking the noodles smoothly and add spices into each bowl according to each individual’s taste.
There must be something odd with this woman. Say, perhaps you have the time to pack up pots, bowls, and cooking utensils while fleeing for your life in the middle of the night, but how could you also bring condiments like oil, salt, and spices on your person! This was strange no matter how you look at it, alright!
Qiao Wenjuan sized Wei Ziqin up and down with a face of suspicion. However, there was no way that she would think that Wei Ziqin possessed storage talismans.
No one paid attention to her thousands of “Whys,” and everyone happily held their bowl of noodles and ate, even Elderly Lady Qiao had delight and gratefulness leaking from her eyes.
After a whole day of turbulence, to be able to hold a cup of hot cake soup and eat it was such a blissful thing!
Qiao Wenjuan ate her noodles without tasting it and hounded Wei Ziqin again, “Eldest Sister-in-Law, tell me. This sack was clearly not in the carriage earlier…”
“You must have seen it wrong. The sack was there all along.” Wei Ziqin glanced at Qiao Wenjuan with feigned surprise before quickly turning around and cleaning the dishes and chopsticks. She was well aware of the type of person that her youngest sister-in-law was, so she naturally would not reveal the storage talisman to her.
The storage talisman was a treasure given to her by her daughter. Every time that she thought about it, Wei Ziqin’s heart would fill with sweetness.
Qiao Wenjuan stomped her feet and unwillingly walked to her mother’s side, pulling her mother’s sleeve and swinging it. “Mother, look at Eldest Sister-in-Law, she must be hiding something from us.”
“Take a rest. Our current utmost priority is to find a safe place to rest.” Only now did Elderly Lady Qiao realize that her daughter had been excessively spoiled by her.
Qiao Wenjuan curled her lips. Seeing that her mother did not help her berate Eldest Sister-in-Law, she gave in again, but she was rather outraged inside and thought that her eldest sister-in-law must have a secret.
The group rested for a little less than an hour before deciding to get on the carriage again and hurry on due to their rush to head to Xijiu City and settle down.
Qiao Mu waited until everyone got on and was about to jump on when she heard a familiar squeak and chirp.
She initially thought that she had imagined it, but she still unbent her leg and peeked out to look behind the carriage. Suddenly, her eyes grew round and she jumped onto the carriage without another word. She pulled down the curtain before hastily urging, “Second Uncle, let’s go, quickly!”
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Panic struck Second Uncle’s heart. Qiao Mu’s anxious tone seriously made Second Uncle wrongly assume that there was a large number of zombies chasing after them, so without a word or look, he flicked the reins and drove the carriage forward in a dash.
Qiao Zhongbang hurriedly followed after on his horse. “What’s wrong? Is there another batch of zombies?”
“I don’t know!” Second Uncle was focused on driving the carriage and snapped the whip. He could feel cold sweat drenching his back. “Qiaoqiao said to leave quickly, so the situation must be dismal!”
“Squeak…” Seeing the carriage speeding up, the madly running white squirrel felt like the distance between its master and it was growing further apart, so it hastily turned into a ball of white light and charged through the hill like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for the roof of the carriage.
Qiao Mu flayed down next to her mother, her hand clapping her chest. ” Sh*t, I think I just saw that poisonous squirrel from the mystic realm!”
“Squeak!!!” A ball of white light dropped down from the roof and plopped itself right on top of Qiao Mu’s face.
Qiao Mu immediately got a mouthful of white fur and her nose was also stuffed with a certain creature’s fur, causing her face to be livid with anger.
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