Her Cultivation Diary

Lun Jing came in a hurry this time, traveling light, and had her large luggage sent by courier. So when she arrived at Lao Song's family, she felt a bit embarrassed:

"I didn't bring much... Look at this, I came empty-handed..."

Oh! Her son is almost like a live-in son-in-law now, and Xiaochuan is so considerate. They don't care at all about stuff like coming empty-handed.

Wu Lan was overjoyed: "It's a good thing you came today. In a few days, we'll all be so busy that we won't even have time to talk."

"I know!" Although Lun Jing hadn't come, she was well-informed:

"Is there tea to be harvested? I'm planning to try it! Isn't Xiaochuan's guesthouse not ready yet? It's just the right opportunity for me to experience it."

"Well, you might not really experience it." Wu Lan spoke honestly:

"Tea branches scratch your legs, there's dew in the fields, mosquitoes, nests of spiders, and those bugs."

"When you go down to the fields, you have to wear long sleeves and pants. The dew is sticky when it gets on you, not comfortable at all. If the tea bushes are at the right height, you can stand and pick tea all day. It's tiring, but not too bad. But if they're a bit shorter, and you have to bend over all day..."

Wu Lan hadn't thought much of tea picking before, but now, as she talked about it, she paused—

Huh, is tea picking really that tough?

In any case.

"It's really not suitable for you to do it seriously as a job. You can play around picking tea in the mountains for fun, but you won't be able to endure doing it for a whole day."

"And this is just the spring's first tea picking, with no intense sun and fewer mosquitoes. Wait until summer, that's when it truly becomes suffering."

Just because of the seasonal taste of tea, the summer tea, whether through labor or price, actually turns out to be the cheapest.

Of course, in her family, they don't differentiate. All teas are expensive here.

Wu Lan sincerely shared, aware that even though Lun Jing might have faced hardships before, she's been used to office work for years now.

Tea picking isn't considered the toughest farm work, but that's all relative. If you haven't done it, it's truly hard to bear.

Let alone anything else, that line about "nests of little spiders" made Lun Jing's skin crawl.

At this moment, she could only sigh, "Then what can I do at that time?"

The guesthouse isn't ready, and there's no one to chat with in the village. It's so boring.

"It won't be."

Lun Chuan had just carried her suitcase upstairs, and now his palm was red, being kneaded this way and that by Song Tan.

Ah, young lovers are all like this, and Lao Song's family pretended not to see. Only to hear Lun Chuan seriously say:

"The guesthouse is basically ready."

"Our place is small, no need to hire more people. You can check what's missing in the room you'll be staying in and procure them quickly. Also, help take a few beautiful promotional photos."

Oh, wow!

This was a big deal!

Since she's here this time, Lun Jing thought, she can't just keep troubling them, especially during such a busy farming period. So she said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I would've taken my luggage there directly."

"No rush." Wu Lan laughed, "It's almost cleaned up, but not thoroughly yet. I was planning to hire some locals to do a proper job, but Lun Chuan wouldn't let me."

Lun Chuan wasn't being polite; he truly felt it inappropriate.

The main purpose of opening the guesthouse wasn't to make money. The two largest rooms would be for him and his mom.

Compared to Zhang Yanping's place, which was affordable and made ingenious use of space, their remaining rooms weren't just spacious but also aimed at high-end. Whether it was premium linen beddings or silk ones, substantial money had been spent.

If not, he wouldn't have specially selected cleaning companies online to wash such fabrics.

And if you've got ivory chopsticks, everything else has to match. All the materials and details in the house aren't cheap either.

As for the village aunties...

Lun Chuan spoke honestly, saying he really didn't feel comfortable hiring them for such meticulous cleaning. Otherwise, what if someone started scrubbing the floors wildly with a steel wool? That would be a real loss.

Here's the thing, he arranged steadily: "I've booked a housekeeping company from Yun City. Once we pass inspection here, they'll come over to do a full cleaning job."

The more money he spent, the closer Wu Lan and Song Sancheng felt to him—

They had no choice but to feel close!

Falling in love made him leave his home in Imperial City, and he even spent so much in the village. It's like throwing money into the water, isn't it?

Even if a son-in-law is rich, that's not how you treat him. You have to be extra nice to him... so you don't feel guilty.

In short, this son-in-law is good at earning money but quite good at spending it too. Lao Song's family thus went from initially disapproving to now being used to it—

What can you do but get used to it?

One chilly evening, out of kindness, Wu Lan found a new piece of clothing for Song Sancheng to put on him. Lun Chuan refused but she didn't heed it and directly put it on him.

Well then, the jacket purchased for 68 bucks on a trend-setting shopping app had a collar made of coarse yarn, and it scraped against his chin, instantly leaving several red marks.

Wu Lan admitted, that piece really wasn't great. The coarse yarn collar was indeed coarse, but it was just supposed to be a temporary jacket for warmth, no one expected that!

From then on, this authentic farmer's family understood, some people are just born to enjoy life, they just have to spend money!

...

Some people are born to enjoy life; some don't know how to enjoy even if they have it.

For instance, this group of dog owners up the mountain.

The bundle of flower rolls really grabbed everyone's attention in the cafeteria. The vegetable-collecting team sneaked a peek every few minutes at the window, as if taking a glance would gain them some advantage.

Master Jiang was so fed up that he finally sought the dog owners' opinion: "Those flower rolls, I'm thinking steaming them smells so good that no one can eat their meals."

"Why don't we do this: we'll steam them normally after everyone else has started eating. Let those who don't have flower rolls eat in peace first, and once they're done, we can then serve the flower rolls, okay?"

Why not?

Dog Brother was the first to agree. He was worried that if he couldn't hold onto five in one hand, someone else might snatch them. Better to fill the bellies of these old employees first.

As for the others... though knowing these flower rolls must be extraordinary, no matter how extraordinary, they're still just flower rolls, right?

Seeing Dog Brother's agreement, they followed suit.

Who knew that when the cafeteria opened, looking at each hard dish inside, everyone unintentionally started drooling.

Master Jiang just placed the steamer into the big steam box. Seeing this, he quickly advised, "If you want to eat vegetables, just casually take a bit to tide you over. In about 15 minutes, this side will be done steaming, and you'll surely get to enjoy it."

However, when he turned back, a bunch of newcomers had already piled their plates with rice, various dishes, and soups into a big heap.

Master Jiang: ...

He instinctively looked at the big steam box: "With so much food already, can you still eat the flower rolls?"