Sipping the sweet and soft purple berry porridge and eating the cold mixed wild vegetables, Ji Nuan comfortably sighed, "Beast life is perfect."
Xiu Yan added a chopstick full of wild vegetables to Ji Nuan’s bowl, "Eat up, once the dicine starts slling, you’ll lose your appetite."
Looking over her shoulder at the porcelain pot on the stove behind her, simring dicine for the little female cubs, Ji Nuan nodded and quickened the pace of her al. Although she was a shaman, to tell the truth, the taste of the bitter, bitter water wasn’t very pleasant. Especially while enjoying such delicious food, slling the bitter dicine could really affect one’s appetite.
"Ji Nuan, cub!" A familiar voice rang out in the yard.
Ji Nuan shoveled the last bite of food into her mouth and looked at Xiu Yan with a muffled voice, "Who is it?"
Xiu Yan set down his chopsticks and frowned, "It’s Aunt Naima and Uncle Ge Xing."
"Clan Leader?" Ji Nuan stood up and wiped her mouth, "Let’s go take a look."
Xiu Yan nodded.
In the courtyard, Aunt Naima was holding Chief Ge Xing’s ear and talking about sothing, while Chief Ge Xing himself was quite reluctant, a stark contrast to his usual compliance to his own females, his face a bit dark.
When Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan ca out, Aunt Naima finally pulled Chief Ge Xing over, her face full of worry, "Ji Nuan, cub, you must check your Uncle Ge Xing. I caught this old fellow today and it was not easy to drag him here."
Ji Nuan curiously looked towards Chief Ge Xing, "What’s going on? Aunt Naima, you can take it slow, let go of Uncle Ge Xing first."
Naima let out a sigh, "Can’t let go, the mont I do, this old guy will run off sowhere again."
Looking mournfully at Chief Ge Xing, tears began to shimr in her eyes, "I don’t know what’s wrong with this old man, but recently he’s been wetting the bed. Every morning I get up, the beast skin mattress next to is wet."
Ji Nuan’s eyes widened instantly in response, "Could you have seen it wrong? Maybe so water accidentally spilled on it?"
Naima shook her head, "That’s not possible. The sll of wetting the bed is different from when water is spilled."
Chief Ge Xing, however, grew angry with a darkened face, "It wasn’t who wet the bed, it was Ge Yang, that little cub. Why should I take the bla?"
Uncle Ge Xing looked utterly wronged.
Aunt Naima looked at him seriously, "Ge Yang, the cub, doesn’t even sleep in our ho at night. How could he wet our bed, and always in your spot no less? You wet the bed yourself, yet you insist on blaming a little cub. Aren’t you ashad?"
Uncle Ge Xing pouted with a face full of grievance, "Not ashad, it wasn’t ."
Ji Nuan turned to Aunt Naima, "So, what you’re saying is?"
Aunt Naima sighed, "Ji Nuan, cub, please check your Uncle Ge Xing to see if he’s contracted so serious illness. Otherwise, why would soone of his age still wet the bed?"
Ji Nuan quickly stifled her mouth, not that she could be blad, the notion of soone his age still wetting the bed genuinely tickled her funny bone.
Xiu Yan asked Uncle Ge Xing, "Is the scent on the beast skin mattress Ge Yang’s?"
Ge Xing shook his head, "A little bit, but very faint."
After saying that, he crumpled his old face, "My scent is stronger, but I swear I didn’t wet the bed."
Ji Nuan looked at Chief Ge Xing, "Could it be that you did sothing in your sleep, and then you didn’t rember?"
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