Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1082 - 1062. The eldest aunt came

Chapter 1082: 1062. The eldest aunt came

Today’s livestream is the main event, even if he doesn’t post a preview, there are still plenty of people who turn on notifications to stay tuned.

But... it’s still necessary to post an announcement explaining that the pig slaughter scene can’t be livestreamed.

Too bloody, won’t pass the review.

However, just after the announcement was posted, Xin Jun shouted from the hallway: "Zhang Yanping, I think your mom’s here."

"Stop joking around, I’m warning you." He stood up, ready to go downstairs, while glaring at Xin Jun:

"It’s almost the end of the year, the fruit business is booming, how could my mom have time... What the heck!"

Zhang Yanping’s gangster face was about to crumble: "It’s really my mom!"

The gangster boss instantly lost his composure, and started running around like a headless Datian, but ultimately took a deep breath and decided:

"Forget it! It’s almost New Year, can’t hide anymore!"

...

Wu Fang really came to help Wu Lan this time—after all, slaughtering pigs has always been a big affair, requiring help from relatives and friends, but she hadn’t expected a courtyard full of people, clearly not lacking her bit of labor.

Just...

"Did you invite that many people to slaughter a pig?"

She suddenly felt distressed: "Hosting this is a losing proposition!"

But Wu Lan was already carefree, thinking to herself that Wu Fang hadn’t seen the extent of their losses! She simply laughed:

"This is just the beginning! We’re hosting fifteen or sixteen tables today. If you’d told us earlier you were coming, we would have arranged a ride for you."

Wu Lan mentioned it casually to relatives who were all busy, not intending for them to come, figuring once the pig was slaughtered, they could just let the kids bring the meat over.

Who would’ve thought Wu Fang came by herself.

Now she’s looking around: "Where’s our brother? Isn’t he here to help today?"

She’s referring to Tantan’s uncle, and Wu Lan waved her hand: "There are too many people today, it’s chaotic, so I asked them to watch carefully over at the pasture to avoid any mishaps."

"Exactly!" Wu Fang understood, knowing cattle and sheep are valuable now.

As they were talking, Aunt Song Hongmei came over, holding her phone:

"Wu Lan, look at the comment your big brother left on my morning post..."

The two families had long been at odds, but Aunt still sometimes forgot to change how she referred to things.

Wu Lan didn’t mind, glancing at the phone at a post from Aunt Song Hongmei—

[My brother’s family is slaughtering five pigs today, I’m going over to enjoy the fun!]

With pictures taken during Aunt’s visit during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The post had been up for an hour, with lots of comments below, mostly from people wanting to buy pork, which Aunt was diligently responding to—saying they’re not selling.

The only comment she hadn’t replied to was from Song Dafang.

[Do they even care about you? Going to enjoy the fun? Blood relations can’t compare to two RMB bills. Not inviting their own big brother to the pig slaughter feast, haha.]

Oh my! Wu Lan instantly blew her top:

"Bah! Whose blood relations can’t compare to two RMB bills? Of course, it’s him!"

"I’m gracious not to spit at him, inviting him? Dream on!"

Song Tan saw this from afar, hurried over to ask: "What happened? Why are you so angry early in the morning?"

After taking a look at Aunt’s post, Song Tan laughed and quickly commented:

[Uncle, this is Tantan. How come you’re getting less and less promising as you age? You couldn’t support Grandpa in the first half of the year, and now you can’t even afford pork in the second half...]

Aunt: ...

She had complicated feelings, considering Sancheng had fallen out with the elder brother, but somehow still kept up appearances.

Now, responding on her phone...

Ahem.

Aunt glanced at Song Tan, who had a beaming smile: "Auntie, I’ll make sure you get a pair of pig intestines when you leave later!"

Pig intestines?!

Aunt instantly switched sides: "Oh my! You really don’t know how to live, even cleaned pig intestines sell for quite a lot now... Wait, I’ll wash them myself, Auntie isn’t afraid of the mess!"

As they were talking, Lun Chuan came over with Qin Yun, He Kuang, early in the morning, looking as if they belonged to the description [features like a painting]: "You mentioned yesterday you’d arrange for us to collect vegetables on the mountain today, is now the time?"

He had changed into a light blue denim shirt, which appeared to be Oxford fabric at first glance, but on closer inspection proved to be fine cashmere. Enveloped by fair skin and prominent looks, Aunt was left stunned.

Song Tan nodded: "Yes, there are a lot of people here, and everyone is quite noisy, afraid you wouldn’t be comfortable staying around. Better to collect vegetables on the mountain—remember what to pick?"

Lun Chuan smiled: "Don’t worry, Seventh Uncle listed what and how much to collect yesterday, we’ve got clear instructions."

Song Tan then relaxed: "Do you know how to find your way up the mountain?"

Lun Chuan looked down at her, gently replying: "I know, you carry on with your work, don’t worry about us."

As he left, Aunt’s eyes sparkled: "Tantan! Is this your boyfriend... My goodness! Who introduced him to you? He’s so handsome!"

Song Tan: ...???

She was bewildered, then laughed: "Auntie, what are you thinking? He’s my friend. What makes you think we’re dating?"

Aunt looked at her with disappointment: "What do you mean friends? Such a handsome young man with good demeanor, and you just consider him a friend?"

"Are you made of stone?"

She got anxious: "How can you be so unambitious! You’re twenty-four or five already, not young anymore, seize the opportunity!"

With so many people around, Song Tan couldn’t be bothered to argue and casually replied: "Alright, alright, next time I’ll just ask if he has a partner—Auntie, you came all this way without even working on your fried egg business, I’m really touched... Come, come, give Seventh Uncle a hand in the kitchen..."

She started to steer her toward the kitchen, but Seventh Uncle couldn’t agree, glaring:

"Please no! Don’t ask your aunt in our kitchen! Just looking at her being stingy makes me cook poorly!"

Besides, when teaching Song Hongmei to make fried eggs before, she begrudged even to brush a layer of oil! No respectable chef would be so frugal! Seventh Uncle huffed and walked away.

Now seeing her, it’s a shadow of life.

Even reminded: "Don’t get her washing vegetables either, she’ll refuse to dispose of old leaves."

Song Tan: ...

Alright! Auntie’s idiosyncrasies, who would’ve thought Seventh Uncle had got her down so well!

Aunt was also upset: "Tantan, don’t let me stay in the kitchen, this chef cooks too extravagantly, looking at him raises my blood pressure—just have me set up the tables—but wait!"

She pulled out her phone: "Your uncle is calling!"

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