Her Cultivation Diary

No one can understand Nian Xu's happiness, as everyone just watched him take a plate full of food and stroll straight out the door.

Curious, some followed him outside and saw him carrying a plate in one hand and chopsticks in the other, leisurely wandering around the mountain and the vegetable garden.

Taking in the flowers, the grass, while enjoying a bite of food, his entire demeanor was utterly blissful, joy practically bursting from his being!

Isn't he quite the heaven-sent worker!

The rest of us, just treating work as work, fell into silence, returning to the cafeteria in a mood much like Liu Liu's from the morning, unable to muster any energy.

Little did we know, after working for two hours yesterday, Nian Xu returned with a joyful sparkle in his eyes, eager to announce to the world how delightfully he had slept!

But his excitement was hard to shake off, so later at night he got up and awkwardly cleaned the room's tables and chairs, swept and mopped the floor... at last, afraid of disturbing his roommates' sleep, he even moved his bed up to the upper bunk.

In the four-person dormitory, each has a bunk bed that can be adjusted freely to the upper or lower bunk, previously there was a built-in cabinet above.

Now, well-fed and well-rested, he's full of energy and spent the next hour bustling around.

So, at around three o'clock in the morning, his simple bed was again made all cozy and comfortable.

What's a slightly hard bed plank and thin mattress? This must be the perfect softness for sleeping!

The rustling of the husk pillow, furthermore, is a natural ASMR sleep-inducing sound!

The coarse linen sheets are sweat-absorbing, breathable, and durable, allowing him to toss and turn carefreely at night.

The heavy cotton quilt provides a sense of security, in short, this setup is his supreme sleep-inducing artifact!

And once he rinsed himself and lay back in his artifact bed, he soon fell into a muddled sleep!

When he woke up in the morning, the cafeteria had already started serving meals, and his bracelet showed he had slept over three more hours...

Oh, my heavens! What divine sleep is this!

Just for this sense of satisfaction, even a cockroach looks rainbow-colored to him early in the morning, let alone the enjoyment of dining and wandering to appreciate the spring.

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Meanwhile, Zhang Yanping down the mountain listened to the detailed recount from everyone, feeling utterly stunned once more.

If he had known earlier, he would've simply made the game a pastoral farm, waking folks up at midnight to steal vegetables instead.

Lun Chuan finished his work and headed downstairs, lending a hand with some chores while chuckling at the idea:

"If we did that, they'd be customers, and we couldn't manage them. The quality of the vegetables is still the most important."

"Indeed." Zhang Yanping also sighed with a long tone: If not for this reason, he would have used this trick long ago.

He couldn't help but mumble again: "Actually, the Fisherman could work well too, but their timing with the job is a bit awkward—since they often stay up at night in search of prime fishing spots, this job disturbs that."

"To keep them here, we'd have to provide worms; I really don't want to dig for those anymore."

"Worms, what worms?" Song Sancheng, having overheard, turned his head with a sudden seriousness:

"I'm not one to cheat by randomly digging up our worms! I just use regular bait!"

Zhang Yanping: …

He truly doesn't know what to say.

The new fishing rod is quite nice,

but by that wild pond with daily missed catches, isn't it a bit shameful? He wonders how his uncle still has such vigor?

"You just don't understand! How's that missing catches? I catch small ones, don't keep them, and toss them back in."

Indeed, motorcycle rides of an hour or two to the secluded wild ponds, with a few standing with fishing rods for the day.

Some manage three or five crucian carp, but for Song Sancheng? Well, he's perfectly inherited the title of Loach Brother, landing three loaches and several small finger-sized fish.

Catching those doesn't ease the embarrassment! Eventually, he has to toss them back to the pond.

The earnest Lun Chuan stated: "Uncle not catching fish is also a normal situation. I've heard a fishing rod needs to be harmonized for a while when first acquired."

"After long enough, once the bond is formed, fishing becomes effortless, and the lack of catches early on is nothing."

Upon hearing that, even Wu Lan couldn't help but glance at him, then whisper to Song Tan:

"I tell you, no wonder Xiaolun can write books, his talking is as if he's crafting stories."

But Song Sancheng was overjoyed!

Never expected the family's kindred spirit to be his son-in-law.

Immediately, he noted down this thought: "Exactly, I'm just harmonizing now! Once I'm done, what won't I catch?"

Look at how boastful he is!

Wu Lan was just munching on sunflower seeds, hearing this, glanced at him: "Why don't you catch a shark then?"

Song Sancheng responded to her glare: "Sharks aren't impossible, but that's sea fishing, sea rods are different..."

"Stop, stop!" Wu Lan interjected: "Having this one rod is enough, any more at home I'll just sell second-hand."

Song Sancheng: …

Forget it, he's this old farmer, never even seen the sea in his life, so let's not bring up catching sharks.

Now, he silently prays for the new rod to at least catch a crucian carp, a grass carp would do!

Otherwise, several days of missing catches are bound to become a subject of mockery.

But just then, Song Tan thought: "Dad, you guys shouldn't be heading to those far-off wild ponds."

The main concern being the distance, they sit there all day. With remarkable tenacity, they prepare their own meals and flasks... why bother?

"Why not just fish in our river?"

Jinhe River Beach is such a vast area, with shallow banks on this side of the canyon, and no one fishing here... far more promising than those often-fished wild ponds.

She went on about the upcoming plan:

"Soon, I plan to get two boats, so you can sail to the deep water areas at the mountain base and fish from the banks there."

"The water flow is slow there, fish should be plentiful."

She just thought of it too, since the fish fry had just been put into the river beach, she doesn't even know what kind of boats to choose yet.

Song Sancheng's eyes suddenly brightened.

That's right! The failure to catch fish at the wild pond isn't his fault, there simply weren't fish there.

But by the river, it's a different story.

It's a rarely frequented beach, no boats, and the inner areas most folks can't access.

As for the fish, let's not talk about the large batches of fry Song Tan released this spring, just the fact that there have been years without fishing, inside there must be diverse and sizable fish.

With his brand new fishing rod, upgraded floats and hooks, wouldn't large fish be filling buckets daily?

Oh my! Their family doesn't care much for overly large fish, they tend to be fatty.

In time, he pictures himself carrying a full bucket, fishing rod strapped on, leisurely strolling from the river beach along the village path back home, stretching his stiff back and legs after a long day sitting…

How perfect!

He's even eager to perform at the riverside: "When will we get the boats?"