??Chapter 1247: Chapter 1248: The Scene Witnessed
Chapter 1247: Chapter 1248: The Scene Witnessed
Chiang Xiao should have heard the footsteps of soone approaching.
But it was hard to say when that person was ng Xinian.
Especially when ng Xinian, thinking she was hunting and worried that any noise might disturb her, deliberately lightened his steps.
In any case, ng Xinian had gotten close without her noticing.
Sotis, things just happened to coincide like that.
ng Xinian had just spoken those words to her, so while waiting for the prey to co to her, Chiang Xiao, having nothing else to do, pondered over those matters again.
Between Mother Xinian and her brother-in-law, between Duan Qingqing and Nian Che.
When she was in Capital City, she could feel that Duan Qingqing cared a lot about Mother Xinian; being a woman herself, she could tell.
So, did that concern stem from their shared connection to the sa man—ng Chaojun, or could it possibly be because of Nian Che?
Did Duan Qingqing marry ng Chaojun with possibly impure motives?
If ng Chaojun found out, could it exacerbate his illness?
She had been thinking about all this, so she was even less aware of ng Xinian’s approach.
ng Xinian hadn’t completely approached yet; he was still so distance away, but he had already seen a painting spread out on the grass ahead.
Initially, he found it strange—weren’t they supposed to be hunting? Why was there a painting involved?
Moreover, they had co to the mountain today to gather herbs. When had she brought a painting? Where had she hidden it? How had he not seen it?
ng Xinian squinted slightly, trying to make out what was depicted on the paper.
After seeing it clearly, he felt even more puzzled.
Could that even be considered a complete painting with a the?
A small pile of carrots and a small pile of rice grains?
What did this an?
And what was the purpose of placing this painting here?
At this mont, Chiang Xiao was sitting on the grass beside the painting, hugging her knees, facing the direction of the painting, with a basket beside her, not looking like she was hunting at all but rather as if she were daydreaming and enjoying the mountain breeze.
Just as ng Xinian was filled with confusion, so rustling ca from the bushes nearby.
He raised an eyebrow and simply dashed behind a tree to watch the scene.
What followed simply left him astonished.
Two gray hares erged from the bushes, hopping toward the painting, and once they landed on it, they lowered their heads to nibble at the carrots.
But it was a painting!
At that mont, Chiang Xiao swiftly pounced with the basket, quickly trapping both hares!
“Hey, sorry, bunnies! You can only bla your own bad luck; you’ll soon be a al for
and Tyrant ng!”
Chiang Xiao grabbed the two hares, walked aside to get so rope, tied up the rabbits, then glanced at the painting and sat down again.
“Let’s wait and see if any pheasants co by!”
She murmured to herself.
At this ti, ng Xinian’s mind was utterly tumultuous!
He could hardly believe what he was seeing and hearing!
Chiang Xiaoxiao’s painting could attract hares?
And, according to her, perhaps even pheasants?
He couldn’t help but recall what Chiang Songhai had ntioned in casual conversation before, saying that when they went up the mountain, Chiang Xiao always had much better luck than them at catching a lot of ga.
Furthermore, initially their family was extrely poor, barely having enough rice to cook, and it was also Chiang Xiao who had caught three hares in the mountains, which marked the beginning of their gradually better life.
He always thought it might have been Chiang Xiao’s good luck.
But having seen this scene, he really couldn’t attribute it to luck anymore!
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