Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1076 - 1056. Flower Bed

Chapter 1076: 1056. Flower Bed

When the atmosphere relaxed, the aroma of the dishes was so tempting that it made people unable to lift their heads.

And the Song Family was never formal about eating; once the eldest, Song Youde, started, everyone picked up their chopsticks.

Qin Yun and He Kuang had long been enchanted by the creamy carp soup, so when they saw everyone beginning to eat, they quickly grabbed their spoons:

"Let me taste this soup!"

"Me too!"

The creamy carp soup was rich and fragrant, with steam carrying an indescribable deliciousness. A sprinkle of scallions and cilantro adorned the top, and now as the ladle scooped down, these bright green garnishes dispersed swiftly throughout the bowl of soup.

Luckily, no one was picky — perhaps the only one who needed to be cautious was Lun Chuan.

Song Tan asked him, "Can you eat these ingredients?"

Lun Chuan laughed, his joy spreading contagiously: "It’s been over half a year, I’ve long recovered, and I’ve almost finished the dried fish you sent before."

"All right then!" Wu Lan eagerly urged him, "Come, drink the soup! Tantan’s Uncle has amazing skills, try a bowl of carp soup!"

Though eager, the Song Family didn’t have the habit of serving dishes or soup for others, so Lun Chuan seemed more accustomed:

"Okay. I’ll try it now — I already smelled the aroma when the fish was cooked."

Besides the tender carp soup, there were bright black fungus salad, glossy scallion-fried river prawns, richly colored eel pot, and plump dark green stuffed peppers.

Refreshing cabbage baked with tofu, locally styled cucumber with preserved egg, versatile tomato-fried eggs, minced meat with sour cowpea, and in-season shredded radish salad...

The variety of dishes was unprecedented, even the bowls were two sizes smaller than usual, stacked densely and crowded the edge of the large round table’s lazy Susan!

No matter which direction one turned to pick up food, they could taste irresistible dishes.

In the inner circle, there were simple large bowls filled with rice, crispy scorched rice, and a large bowl of white fungus soup.

If Qin Yun and He Kuang, lost in eating, were to evaluate this meal, they’d probably just open their mouths and then close them futilely.

What’s there to evaluate? Just keep eating with relish!

Having one less bite would be disrespecting this feast!

...

Each one of them was a young lad whose stomachs seemed like bottomless pits when it came to eating.

Seventh Uncle was still muttering if this pot of rice could fill them, when Qin Yun first put down his chopsticks:

"I’m so stuffed..."

Everyone: ...

Qiaoqiao had already eaten her fill and stood up: "It’s okay, Uncle, Sister Xiaoguo made hawthorn pills, I’ll go get some now."

He said proudly, "Hawthorn pills are delicious, sweet and sour, and bursting with fruity aroma when chewed. Then you’ll drool a lot... When you’re too full, they help digestion quickly!"

Beside him, He Kuang opened his mouth, then quickly closed it.

Though he was so stuffed, as he described, the saliva involuntarily came out.

Sigh! How could he be so unmotivated!

And Qin Yun suppressed his urge to burp, but no matter how hard he suppressed, the urge turned into a sentence:

"Why do you call me Uncle and Lun Chuan Brother? Do I really look that much older?"

Qiaoqiao’s eyes widened instantly: "Uncle, are you refusing to admit your age?!"

Qin Yun: ...!!!

It’s not that I’m denying my age; it’s just unfair you’re treating us differently!

He also widened his eyes, the big question mark seemed like it would become real, and even He Kuang, also called Uncle, couldn’t help but laugh.

Song Tan also held back a laugh and said, "Qiaoqiao, you shouldn’t judge a person’s age by their appearance. Your Qin Yun Brother and He Kuang Brother, along with your pretty brother, are around the same age."

"You can call them brothers too."

However, the always obedient Qiaoqiao glanced at Lun Chuan and was very reluctant: "I still can’t tell about the inside... the outside is Uncle."

Qin Yun sighed, leaned back in his chair, and solemnly vowed:

"Looks like I can’t stay up tonight—I’m definitely going to sleep early!"

If I keep staying up late, next time I go out with Lun Chuan, will people start calling me Granddad?

But He Kuang lamented, "Who doesn’t understand the reasoning of sleeping early? But should you work in the afternoon?"

Every time he dragged it out until night, then suddenly burst with energy and stayed excited until dawn, day turning into night...

This is how his routine and health worsened.

And Qin Yun paused, "No efficiency in the afternoon, better do it at night... I’m definitely not going to slack off tonight!"

He Kuang sighed, then said to Qiaoqiao:

"Then it would be nice if you could bring some more hawthorn pills..."

Everyone chatting and watching them joke around couldn’t help but feel even more cheerful.

...

Doctor Xiaoguo’s skills in making pills were top-notch, and now even simple hawthorn pills could be made delicious.

Qiaoqiao returned with a freshly made box and couldn’t resist eating one on the way back.

You can’t blame Qiaoqiao for lacking self-control; it’s because the hawthorn pills were too adorable!

They were round and about the size of quail eggs, enclosed with a wax seal —

The reason these simple hawthorn pills were made so intricately was purely because Doctor Xiaoguo was advancing his techniques, including preservation.

And that one bite released a rich blend of sour and sweet, combined with a delicate, soft texture...

Qiaoqiao paused, then took out two more and placed them in his pocket.

So when Lun Chuan was standing in the yard, Qiaoqiao quickly offered the hawthorn pills:

"Brother, here’s one for you! One for Sister and one for you, they’re delicious."

Lun Chuan had exercised great restraint today.

But no matter how much restraint, with the portion sizes, there was inevitably a bit of overindulgence.

He accepted the hawthorn pill, easily pinching open the wax seal with his two fingers, and then as he popped it into his mouth, immediately sensed that sour taste.

And Qiaoqiao glanced at the place Lun Chuan was staring at earlier: "Brother, what were you looking at just now?"

Lun Chuan slowly swallowed the hawthorn pill, then pointed to the flowerbed: "The house looks beautifully built, I can tell they originally planned a garden space. But — are the plants too sensitive to cold, are they dormant now?"

Regarding whether the plants were sensitive to cold or dormant, Qiaoqiao hadn’t paid much attention, so he nonchalantly said:

"No, when the wall was built it was summer, really hot, couldn’t plant flowers."

"Sister planned to dig up some wisteria from the mountains to climb on the wall. Brother, have you seen wisteria flowers? Teacher Xin showed me pictures, they’re very pretty!"

"I never realized they just grew in the woods... But Mom wouldn’t let us plant them; she said there’s a lot of land here, it’s our own yard, so she wants to plant vegetables."

"During winter, Sister didn’t want to plant radishes and cabbage here, so she stopped her!"

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