Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1006 - 986. Arrived (haven’t met)

Chapter 1006: 986. Arrived (haven’t met)

Seven o’clock, it was already a pitch-black winter night, but the surroundings were brightly lit, completely devoid of the typical nighttime gloom.

Song Tan arrived right on time at the edge of Ning City’s outer ring.

After getting out of the car, Qiaoqiao hurriedly put on his coat and started hopping around like a grasshopper before launching into a proper set of stretch exercises.

Just as Song Tan finished making a call to the driver, she couldn’t help teasing when she saw the scene: "Little tag-along, I told you car rides can be tiring. Are you coming again next time?"

Qiaoqiao, with one hand on his hip and the other stretching, immediately replied upon hearing this: "Of course I’m coming! Otherwise, you’d be in the car for so long with no one to talk to, sis. So lonely and boring!"

Song Tan: ...

Honestly, if you didn’t come, I might’ve been able to listen to an audiobook or enjoy some music! With you here, all I get is the sound of reciting poems... unbearable, truly unbearable. Nope, not bringing you next time.

Meanwhile, the driver, who had already been waiting by the roadside, promptly drove over after receiving the call. When he saw Song Tan, he paused, then asked, "Miss Song?"

Song Tan hesitated for a moment—she hadn’t been addressed like this in a long time. She nodded: "Yes, that’s me. May I ask for your surname?"

The driver glanced at her, looking as though she had never so much as touched spring water with her hands, then looked at the old, dusty pickup truck beside her, his expression noticeably torn.

But the instincts of a working man kicked in: "No need for formalities; my last name is Li. Here’s my driver’s license, and the company should’ve already provided you with my information... Are we changing cars now?"

Song Tan nodded: "Yes. Move everything from the seats of my car into this one... As for my car, you can just find a place to keep it stored."

"Rest assured," Driver Li said as he opened the car door, "our branch office is nearby, and we have a designated parking area specifically for customers like yourself... Should I put these items in the back seat or the trunk?"

"Let me check—" Song Tan walked over, skillfully picked through the items, and directed: "Eggs, these two crates of strawberries, one crate of watermelons, and these... all in the back seat."

"The rest goes in the trunk, and please handle them gently—actually, never mind, I’ll do it myself."

The driver carried the items without much difficulty, but compared to her movements, he seemed slower. The siblings quickly split the items and, in a matter of moments, everything was organized.

Qiaoqiao exhaled into the frosty air and, seeing the white mist under the streetlight, couldn’t help but laugh: "Sis, it’s so much colder here than back home! My face is freezing."

Song Tan reached out to touch him: "It really is cold—did you forget your scarf again? What about your gloves?"

Qiaoqiao instantly started playing dumb, covering his ears and shaking his head: "Can’t hear you, can’t hear you."

Then he hopped into the front passenger seat: "I want to sit in the front!"

Driver Li: ...

He shot a curious glance at Song Tan and her brother, along with a hint of pity—after all, the way Qiaoqiao spoke and acted was unmistakably childish.

Song Tan was already used to this kind of look. She sat in the only seat left in the back: "Let’s go. Head to Wanhe Garden on Mid Avenue first."

Driver Li had already set up the GPS navigation beforehand. As the car merged seamlessly into the traffic, he couldn’t resist complimenting her: "Miss Song, you’ve really come prepared. A lot of people from out of town come to the Imperial City, and they find themselves running circles inside and outside the Sixth Ring. They get stuck in traffic midway and it turns into a whole ordeal!"

"Plus, just look at the weather forecast! It said there’d be heavy snow tonight. The sky’s been gray all day, and it seems like rain’s coming first. Navigating this unfamiliar terrain yourself doesn’t help you learn the roads any faster. Oh look, it really is raining!"

The sound of the air conditioning softened. The driver cracked the window open a bit, letting the cold wind and the hum of the road rush in, along with icy pellets.

At this moment, Qiaoqiao’s eyes widened as he stared out the window in amazement: "It’s not rain; it’s sleet... Wow! It’s snowing in the Imperial City! We haven’t had any snow back home yet this year!"

He twisted around in the front seat: "Sis, are you going to build a snowman tomorrow?"

Song Tan pushed his head back: "Sit properly. No snowman."

The windshield wipers came to life, and the driver kept talking: "You’ve come at just the right time! Once this snow falls, I doubt it’ll stop tonight. Tomorrow would be perfect for visiting the palace to see the snowy scenery—have you already bought the tickets?"

Qiaoqiao’s eyes lit up, though he didn’t dare twist his body around anymore, but his head turned as far back as it could: "Sis! Visiting the palace to see the snow... Uncle, which palace are you talking about?"

"Oh my!" The driver chuckled: "Where else would it be? The Forbidden City, of course! The snow on the red walls and green-tiled roofs is simply stunning! Lots of people take photos there when it snows. You two could rent some emperor and empress costumes for pictures—you look beautiful, young lady, and the young man is handsome too. The photos would turn out amazing! Then you could drop by Yonghe Temple to pray for blessings—it’s said to be very effective!"

Song Tan: ... I’ve heard Imperial City drivers are known for their ability to chat, but Driver Li must be from Tianjin originally, right? His humor seems so lively!

Look at how captivated Qiaoqiao is—his imagination is already running wild.

But tomorrow really isn’t possible.

Song Tan decided to change the subject: "Is Wanhe Garden far from here?"

Driver Li answered: "It’s a bit of a distance. See, we’re still in the East Sixth Ring right now, while Wanhe Garden is over in the West Third Ring. With the snow and slow-moving cars, there might even be traffic jams... Oh! You wouldn’t believe how bad the traffic gets here in the Imperial City. It’s a nightmare... It’ll probably take two or three hours—how about you two take a nap?"

Song Tan wasn’t tired, but Qiaoqiao had been running around all day. She reached out and patted his shoulder: "Recline the seat and take a nap."

It was Qiaoqiao’s first time seeing a big city at night. The skyscrapers of the Imperial City were far more awe-inspiring than the amusement park he visited in Ning City during the summer.

He leaned against the car window, his expression both curious and puzzled: "Sis, they all live in buildings like these—where do they grow their vegetables? On the rooftops?"

Driver Li, who had spent the whole ride guessing at their background, suddenly felt enlightened: They must be into agricultural living!

But these two, with their fair complexions and delicate features, didn’t look like they’d ever worked in the fields... Oh, maybe they ran some kind of eco-farm? Or a hydroponic cultivation base?

There was a large one near the outer ring here. Even schoolkids were brought there for tours and learning!

He’d visited it too—the vegetables there were clean, visually appealing, and free of pest marks, though eating them? Well... the taste left something to be desired, somehow lacking the essence of real vegetables.

Just then, he overheard Song Tan saying: "They don’t grow vegetables; they’re too busy with work. They just buy them from us."

Qiaoqiao let out an "Oh" of understanding and said dreamily: "Their salaries must be higher than mine... Uncle, how much do you make?"

Driver Li didn’t seem inclined to hide it; he immediately replied: "Depends on the market. Typically eight to ten thousand a month, and sometimes, when business is good, even twenty to thirty thousand... Our company has a great reputation and lots of orders! We even take on extra jobs when things are slow!"

Qiaoqiao did the math: "Ten thousand... that’s a lot... If Uncle Chang made ten thousand, he could buy... hmm, hmm..."

"...He could buy over two hundred kilograms of radishes!"

"Screech—" Driver Li slammed the brakes abruptly.

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