Chapter 70: Chapter 70: This Is Wrong

Qi Manman was sobbing as Qi Quanjin carried her toward their family’s cart.

As they walked, Qi Manman lay on Qi Quanjin’s shoulder, watching the direction in which the little white snake had disappeared.

Yi Meng sighed helplessly in her heart and had to pretend to look for something as she patted herself down, then pulled Qi Quanjin and said, “Brother Jin, I dropped my pouch. It should have fallen where I just tripped. I’ll go back and look for it.”

“Wait, I’ll go with you to look for it.”

Qi Quanjin dared not let his wife go back there alone.

What if they ran into a venomous snake again?

The little girl didn’t know any better and wasn’t afraid of snakes, so she hugged and kissed it, but it was a poisonous snake, and he truly wasn’t at ease.

Yi Meng shook her head, “No need, I have the rope! Right, and your kitchen knife, I have that too. If there’s any danger, I’ll just chop with the knife. You quickly get Manbao and our parents over there, I’ll be right back.”

After speaking, Yi Meng didn’t give Qi Quanjin a chance to stop her, turned around, and walked back in the direction they came from.

By now, the villagers had all left the area where the snake was found. Someone saw Yi Meng walking back and couldn’t help but ask worriedly, “Mrs. Qi the Fourth, what are you going back for?”

“I dropped my pouch, and there are more than twenty copper coins inside!”

Yi Meng answered as she walked quickly.

She had told her daughter to let the little white snake into her space.

Although she wasn’t sure if anything besides herself could enter the space, in that situation, if she didn’t say that, her daughter probably wouldn’t have let go of that snake.

Falling out with everyone over a little snake was not worth it.

Yi Meng’s thoughts were complicated as she soon arrived at the spot where she had tripped.

She patted at the wild grass in a pretense, calling softly, “Little White, are you there? Little White?”

Her daughter called the little white snake that, so it should be okay for her to call it that too!

Yi Meng felt like she was really bewitched, hoping a snake could understand human words.

She thought to herself as she called a few times, thinking if the little white snake appeared, she would find a way to bring it into the space.

But if it didn’t appear, she would tell her daughter that the little white snake had left on its own.

If she had a choice, Yi Meng still preferred the second option.

After calling three times and still not seeing the little white snake, Yi Meng breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

But just as she turned, she saw a white snake, about the thickness of her thumb, coiling around a blade of wild grass. It was the very same one from before.

Yi Meng was startled, but reacted quickly, covering her mouth before she could scream, her widened eyes meeting the snake’s gaze.

The little white snake’s head swayed with the wild grass’s movement, flicked its tongue, then slithered off the grass directly toward Yi Meng.

Yi Meng felt her hair stand on end.

She didn’t even know how much courage it took to keep herself from screaming and running away.

The little white snake climbed to the end of the stick Yi Meng held, looked around, then wrapped around it and continued climbing upward.

When the cold touch of the little white snake reached the back of Yi Meng’s hand, her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her throat from nervousness.

At this moment, Yi Meng found she couldn’t even shout, not because she didn’t want to, but because she simply couldn’t.

She didn’t dare to move an inch.

She was completely petrified.

The little white snake climbed up to Yi Meng’s wrist, coiled around it twice, and then lay motionless.

The cold sensation made Yi Meng forget to breathe, and only when she was almost suffocated, with her face flushed red, did she come to her senses.

Taking a deep breath, she shakily covered the little white snake with her other hand, and with a thought: into the space!

The icy sensation vanished instantly.

Her wrist was empty, with no trace of the little white snake.

Yi Meng was overjoyed.

It had gone in!

She initially intended to enter the space to check, but Qi Quanjin’s calls reached her ears, forcing Yi Meng to temporarily abandon the idea.

She casually retrieved the pouch she usually used from the space, clutched it in her hand, and walked toward Qi Quanjin.

Qi Quanjin noticed his wife’s pale face and asked worriedly, “Meng Niang, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so white?”

Frightened by the snake.

Yi Meng answered in her heart but only smiled and said, “I’m fine, just very hungry.”

No meal had been eaten yet, and everyone was hungry by now.

So Qi Quanjin didn’t think much of it.

Back at their home, Wang Daya had already prepared a meal with the other sisters-in-law.

Calling it a meal was putting it nicely; it was just a pot of hot water with dry biscuits.

The water was running low, barely enough for everyone to drink the next day, so there weren’t even any pickles.

As soon as Qi Manman saw her mother return, she ran over promptly, “Mom, Mom!”

Following behind were Qi Ercai’s second child, Qi Silang, and Qi Sangui’s eldest child, Qi Sanlang.

Mrs. Qi was sitting leaning against the cart, with a cloth scarf around her head, her face a little pale.

But seeing her granddaughter run away, the old lady still struggled to get up, but was stopped by Mu Yunniang, her third daughter-in-law.

“Mom, the fourth brother and fourth sister-in-law are back, with them here, Manbao will be fine.”

Mu Yunniang was not very articulate; she just said what she thought.

She truly believed that having the child’s parents around was just fine.

Mrs. Qi felt dizzy every time she got up, so after what her third daughter-in-law said, she gave up the idea of getting up.

Meanwhile, Yi Meng quickened her pace, threw her arms around the approaching daughter.

“Mom!”

Qi Manman called out, hugged Yi Meng’s neck, and then asked softly, “Where’s Little White?”

“Safe inside! Don’t worry!”

Yi Meng smiled, tidying her daughter’s messy hair.

For days, her face hadn’t been washed, and after crying just now, the little girl’s face had already turned into a little kitten’s face.

Yi Meng took out a handkerchief to gently wipe the little girl’s face clean, “You mustn’t do that again next time. If you want something, just tell Mom and Dad. It’s not right to cry, make a fuss, and even hit the village elders, understand?”

The whole family doted on this little girl, and Yi Meng herself was deeply tender-hearted.

But Yi Meng didn’t want her daughter to develop a habit of causing a fuss to get whatever she wanted because of their indulgence.

Now that Qi Manman knew Little White was fine, she returned to her usual self, nodding emphatically, “Mom, Manbao understands, Manbao won’t do that again!”

“Good girl.”

Yi Meng carried her daughter back to their family’s ranks.

But passing by the other families, she could hear everyone discussing what had happened just now, especially Qi Manman’s inappropriate behavior.

Clearly, what had happened earlier had become a point of contention for everyone, and in the future, they would probably speak critically about little Manbao.

This made Yi Meng feel uncomfortable.

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