Her Cultivation Diary

Boss Chang came to inspect this year's land, full of expectations for the future. But looking at the mountain full of flowers, he couldn't help but worry like an old farmer:

"The flowers are still blooming, what if it rains heavily tomorrow?"

Song Tan: ...You're from Shan City, no need to be so precise about Yun City's climate, is there?

"No worries, the earliest flowers have already been pollinated by bees, the latest are just budding; only the ones in full bloom might be slightly affected, but it's not a big deal."

"These were just planted this year, and we'll need to thin out the fruit if there's too much, so rain won't be an issue."

The climate here is like this, every year when the flowers bloom most brilliantly, there is always a big rain.

If there isn't... oh no, there's a problem, it will be a drought. So Song Tan spoke casually, and it was indeed casual.

Only then did Boss Chang relax, now pondering how to set the vegetable prices, feeling a surge of joy.

He walked over to the director, seeing their equipment set up one after another, struggling to lay tracks in the middle of the road...

He quickly reminded like a host: "Be careful, don't scare the flowers off."

Director: ...Bah!

...

Boss Chang came from afar, had a big lunch at noon, and because he hadn't bought pork, he ate a lot during the meal, literally with oil dripping down his chin!

After eating his fill, he went for a walk to digest, leaving the three directors who ate a canteen meal, pulling their suitcases, fuming with envy, their eyes turning red!

But they didn't have time to argue, they had to repeatedly remind Song Tan: "Make sure to send it by express!"

"Mm-hmm, don't worry."

"It has to be transported ice-fresh!"

"Got it, got it!"

"The shipping fee is collect on delivery, so make sure to choose the fastest one! Don't be stingy!"

"Understood, understood!" Song Tan was really a bit impatient, took out her phone and shook it: "See this? Wind Speed Express has already been called over, once it's packed, it'll be sent out! Don't worry!"

Director: ...Can't leave it behind, really can't leave it behind!

The three looked jealously at Boss Chang, who was full and round-bellied, before finally leaving reluctantly.

It wasn't until they got in the car that one of the camera crew realized—

"Wait! I remember during the New Year, Shan Chuan mentioned in the group chat that he was dating Song Tan!"

"We're filming his work! How come Boss Song, as the girlfriend, doesn't care about us at all?"

So wronged! So cold!

The director thought about it: "Maybe it's not true love..."

He, being in the entertainment industry, thought with an entertainment mindset: "Look at Boss Song's appearance and family, not bad, right? Look at these treasures in her house, both the mountain's security and family's upbringing show poise and elegance..."

"Being with Shan Chuan, what's there to gain? Because he lives far, or because he's delicate?"

"Maybe... he writes well?"

"Ha! There are so many good writers, why would she choose him?"

"I bet it's his looks—after all, you've seen him, he is really good-looking! Our male lead can't even compare!"

Speaking of this, the cameraman sighed: "Relying on looks to serve people won't last long!"

"Yeah." Another agreed with a sigh: "I was wondering why she didn't agree to sign with Riverside Beach initially, but agreed after Shan Chuan came once. Probably a rich farmer coaxing a little lover..."

The three exchanged glances and also lamented: "Let's film well. Shan Chuan's sacrifice is quite big..."

But Shan Chuan's fan and cameraman was a bit puzzled: "But during the New Year, he gave back to fans in the group with tea from Boss Song's family... That's worth quite a bit too!"

The director paused, couldn't help but sigh: "Nowadays, wealthy women in love are too good at creating emotional value!"

...

After Boss Chang left with three large trucks full of fresh vegetables, Lao Song's family started recruiting night shift workers again.

But because everyone had been working for his family during the day, and still had to tend to their own fields afterwards, no one responded for the time being.

Especially now that Lao Song's family had finished work, everyone was busy tending to their own fields with those seedlings.

At the same time, they were talking with Secretary Xiaozu, seeing what different varieties to arrange for everyone's fields... Ah! There was no time for night shifts!

In the city, life might only start at midnight, but in the village, people are already in bed by seven or eight. Even in summer, it's quiet throughout the village by 10 o'clock.

This left Song Tan both crying and laughing.

She thought and thought, never thinking that nowadays she couldn't recruit people for the night shift.

Because now, with a high demand for vegetables, the pay is 60 yuan a night.

And last winter during the coldest times, because working two or three hours every night could earn you 80 yuan, many people in the village responded back then.

Finally, it was Chen Yuan who took up the job: "We'll do the picking, we used to take turns on night watch regularly, two hours per person, everyone is quite used to it."

This barely covered the emergency, at least for the first two days, there were people to pick vegetables.

But being used to something is not the same as liking it. They said they were hiring security guards, so what's the deal with making them pick vegetables?

These people still receive government subsidies every year, so the need for money is not that great.

Song Tan thought about it and felt that picking vegetables should still hire some long-term workers for better stability, but this amount of work means the pay inevitably wouldn't be high.

Zhang Yanping racked his brain to help revise the benefits, but after posting it on social media for half a day, there was still no response.

[Meals and accommodation included, night work hours 2-4 hours, monthly salary of 1200]

This offer was very awkward; villagers didn't care much about the low pay, but they didn't have the time and weren't interested in food and board.

Many job seekers in the city valued food and housing, but this monthly salary could barely keep them alive. Older people have their own matters to take care of at home, and would rather work in cleaning to be nearer to home…

But if the salary was increased like this, hiring people for other village jobs would become awkward as well.

And in this awkward situation, the heavy rain arrived as scheduled.

Thunder rumbled a few times in the night, followed by pouring rain, and when Lao Song's family woke up, it was half an hour later than usual.

But it was still dark!

On a rainy day, nothing can be done, so everyone immediately relaxed, going back to sleep or watching TV.

Song Tan stretched and leaned on the terrace railing, receiving the rainwater, smelling the scent of rain mixed with soil in the air, not exactly pleasant, but with a unique scent.

She shook the water droplets off her hands but suddenly heard the sound of a car amidst the dull rain, growing closer—

Until that familiar black car stopped at her yard gate, the car door opened, and a black umbrella first opened, blocking her view.

Then it slightly tilted to reveal the person below, looking up at her, with eyebrows naturally smiling.