Chapter 90: Ninety, Storage Bag Chapter 90: Ninety, Storage Bag Seeing Qin Yushen and Song Yan Ning sticking to their own views, Liu Qingshan and Zhang Dahai stopped persuading and started chatting among themselves. They had decided that tomorrow they would take the two children to experience the mountains of Miao Border; surely, then they would know fear.
Qin Yushen glanced at the two people chatting ahead and handed a small pouch to Song Yan Ning, “This is for you.”
Hearing this, Song Yan Ning turned to look at Qin Yushen. Seeing the small pouch in his hand, her eyes suddenly brightened, “Where did you get this?” It was actually a Storage Bag, an extremely precious item. Even in the Demon World, only a very few people could possess one.
“I made it especially for you,” Qin Yushen said, placing the Storage Bag in Song Yan Ning’s hand.
“Thank you! I really like it.” If it had been something else, she might have been able to resist the temptation, but she really couldn’t refuse a Storage Bag. With it, she wouldn’t have to worry about not being able to carry enough herbs when she went out.
Qin Yushen smiled faintly, “As long as you like it.”
Liu Qingshan curiously turned his head, saw the little pouch in Song Yan Ning’s hand, and smiled before turning away. Kids always liked these kinds of trinkets; pretty but utterly impractical.
Song Yan Ning quickly refined the Storage Bag. Seeing that it had about five square meters of space inside made her even happier. Qin Yushen giving her the Storage Bag was a message that he knew she was a Cultivator and also a way to tell her that he was a Cultivator and even an Artifact Refiner.
The car stopped after entering a courtyard.
Zhang Dahai opened the car door and stepped out. After Song Yan Ning and the other two got out, he led them toward the house, “I’ve arranged rooms for you. Rest for a while first, and later tonight we can discuss going to Jiyin Land.”
As Song Yan Ning walked, she surveyed the courtyard: a three-story wooden building with golden walls and red pillars, exuding a vulgarly extravagant aura. The yard was filled with colorful mandrake flowers, their fragrant scent drifting out, carried by the breeze.
“Young girl, this room is yours. Are you going to be afraid staying by yourself?” Zhang Dahai joked with Song Yan Ning.
“No.” Song Yan Ning shook her head.
Zhang Dahai smiled and pointed at an incense burner on the table, “After you go in, light the incense. Make sure you close the doors and windows at night. There tend to be a lot of snakes around here, and it wouldn’t be good to get bitten.”
“Okay!” Song Yan Ning nodded and stepped into the room. As the Young Princess of the Demon World, how could she be afraid of snakes?
Seeing no fear on Song Yan Ning’s face, Zhang Dahai was somewhat surprised. He gave her a glance and then led Qin Yushen and Liu Qingshan to their rooms.
Perhaps because Song Yan Ning was still young and had never seen a snake, she didn’t know to be afraid. After all, the Song Family lived in Beijing where, other than in zoos, snakes were unseen and their danger unknown. Otherwise, how could a six or seven-year-old child dare to come to a place like this? This must be the fearlessness of the ignorant.
Song Yan Ning closed the door, sat down at the desk, and remembered she hadn’t called her grandparents. She took out her phone and dialed.
Yang Lisheng heard his phone ringing, took it out, and upon seeing that it was Song Yan Ning’s call, he quickly pressed the answer button, “Xiao Ning, have you arrived?” He had been eagerly waiting for Xiao Ning’s call back.
“Grandpa, I’m here. Where’s Grandma?” Hearing her grandfather’s voice made a smile appear on Song Yan Ning’s face.
“Your grandmother is right here beside me,” Yang Lisheng handed the phone to Li Meixiang.
Li Meixiang took over, “Xiao Ning, is everything okay over there? Are you having any discomfort? Is the weather the same as in Beijing? Don’t get cold; you didn’t bring many clothes. Be sure to cover yourself well with the quilt when you sleep at night.” What she worried about the most was Xiao Ning’s health. She had never been apart from Xiao Ning before, and now they were so far apart for the first time.
“Grandma, don’t worry. I’m fine here, and I won’t get cold. Even if I do, it’s not a problem. Don’t forget, I’m a doctor,” Xiao Ning said mischievously.
“Still, take care of yourself. It’s not the same as at home; if you get sick, no one will take care of you.”
“I know, Grandma. I’ll take good care of myself and will surely come back healthy.”
Yang Lisheng took the phone back, “Xiao Ning, your grandpa wants to ask you something. The acne on your mother and grandmother’s faces, did you do that?” Although he already had an answer in mind, he still wanted to be sure.
“Yeah,” Song Yan Ning didn’t deny it, “Who told them to be so mean, calling me an ugly freak every time they saw me? Since they like calling others ugly freaks so much, I thought I’d let them get a taste of becoming ugly freaks.”
“But they are still your relatives,” Yang Lisheng also thought that Xinxin and Zhang Xiaoling were very excessive, but Xinxin was his daughter, after all, so he couldn’t help but feel some reluctance.
“Do they act like it? Grandpa, don’t bother with them. The effects of the medicine will be gone in a month,” said Song Yan Ning. Of course, if Yang Xin’er and Zhang Xiaoling used other medicines and ended up with scars on their faces, that would be their own doing.
Song Yan Ning chatted with Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang until evening before hanging up the phone. She looked at the time, stood up, and headed for the door.
Qin Yushen was about to knock when the door suddenly opened.
“Do you need something?” Song Yan Ning smiled at Qin Yushen. The saying goes that one who accepts a favor is beholden to the giver, not to mention that she had accepted a Storage Bag. Naturally, she would be more gracious toward Qin Yushen.
“I came to call you for dinner,” Qin Yushen said.
“Then let’s go. I’m actually quite hungry too,” Song Yan Ning said as she walked briskly towards the direction of the main house. When they had arrived, Zhang Dahai had introduced them to the layout of the wooden house.
Qin Yushen smiled and followed Song Yan Ning.
Zhang Dahai and Liu Qingshan saw Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen coming and put down their teacups, “Everyone’s here. Let’s have dinner.”
Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen sat down at the dining table.
Looking at the dishes on the table, Song Yan Ning paused—there was a plate of fried grasshoppers, a snake meat hotpot, and various side dishes made from insects. If anything was normal, it was a plate of fried rice cakes.
“Don’t be put off by the looks of these dishes; they’re actually quite delicious. Especially this snake meat hotpot—it’s truly top-grade, guaranteed to make you want more after trying it,” Zhang Dahai said with a smile, taking a piece of snake meat and eating it.
Liu Qingshan also picked up a piece and tasted it, his brows immediately relaxing, “It’s so tender and fresh. This kind of delicacy can only be found here.”
Qin Yushen turned to Song Yan Ning, “Do you dare to eat?” Girls are generally afraid of cold-blooded reptiles, let alone eating them.