Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 248 - Chapter 248 248. Pumpkin Vine_1

Chapter 248: 248. Pumpkin Vine_1 Chapter 248: 248. Pumpkin Vine_1 Song Tan asked this question because she was genuinely anxious.

After all, although Zhao Fangyan repeatedly assured, going over budget and over schedule in construction practically seemed to be a given.

Now it’s already April, and if the house isn’t finished by the time the heat of July comes, everyone will suffer from cramming together.

The person in charge started to laugh:

“Young lady, when was the last time you saw a proper house being built in the village? Still worried about this?”

That was indeed the case.

Song Tan’s only memory of house-building dated back to when she was a child and her family was raising the roof beams. Her dad was throwing coins and wedding candies down to the ground…

As for her, she was unlucky and only managed to pick up a ten-cent coin.

During that time, Wu Lan just set up a simple shed nearby with a plastic tarp, underneath which was a gas stove, cooking right next to the construction site.

Thinking about it now, she didn’t even know whether she was eating food or dust.

But no matter whether those memories were bitter or sweet, the timeline for the plain house and yard they had at home seemed very long ago.

The kitchen and adjacent dining room and guesthouse were all added gradually afterwards.

However, the person in charge passed over a tablet:

“Don’t worry. Our cooperation with Xiaozhao isn’t just once or twice. In the past, the foundation alone would take nearly a month to set. Now? With proper planning, we clean up in one day, dig trenches, lay rebar, and pour concrete–the excavator does in one scoop what takes people grunting and sweating through half a day.”

He promised, “Rest assured.”

“In three months, she has even included the time for your interior decoration. More than enough!”

“Even if drying the cement and concrete takes time, we won’t waste those gaps; we have other tasks to handle.”

“Young lady, don’t worry; we’re just as anxious as you. We have more work waiting behind. If it weren’t for Xiaozhao’s connection, your house would have to wait for scheduling after the fall.”

Fall would not be good; there’s too much work then.

Moreover, considering the number of people currently living in her house, everyone would have to squat in a row by the roadside just to brush their teeth in the morning–there’s no way to manage it all.

The person in charge, looking to be in his forties and extremely competent, now lavished more words of praise and further complimented the partner: “Also, Xiaozhao picked a good time for you–the transition from spring to summer, neither cold nor hot, with long days, allowing work from dawn to night.”

“And this season, we hardly have any rain here. Even if it does rain, it’s quick and intense but stops soon after, so it basically doesn’t delay the schedule.”

That was true.

When Song Tan was little and picking tea, wanting to be lazy, this period was the toughest because it never rained.

Zhang Yanping walked by, overhearing part of the conversation, and couldn’t help but express surprise: “Building a house has so much to consider?”

The foreman became proud: “Of course, we’re professionals!”

“Then, your arrangements for eating and accommodation–are you taking care of those yourselves?”

Song Tan confirmed again.

They needed quite a few people for this construction site. If they had to eat at home, Seventh Uncle wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Though his body and energy might have been more than sufficient, after all, at his age, Song Tan couldn’t count on him for such taxing work. Feeding their household was already like feeding pigs every day–they all had big appetites.

Thankfully, the person in charge was reassuring: “You don’t need to worry about that. We’re used to it. Just clear out the space, and we can make do under this sky, with designated people cooking and cleaning up.”

With that settled, Song Tan felt completely at ease.

“Alright, if everything is settled then, we’ll go adjust the water and electricity in the old house first, and we’ll move right away.”

The efficiency of the construction crew was astonishing; they couldn’t afford to drag their feet either.

…

Seeing that Song Tan had already taken the construction team off to Grandpa’s house in a whirlwind, Seventh Uncle walked around the yard twice before raising his voice.

“Qiaoqiao, go pick the vegetables!”

Since Song Tan asked Aunt Lianhua to bring the old lady in her family to their yard as well, and since they were planning to move in the next two days, although she hadn’t brought her over yet, she became even more efficient in her work.

So much so that early in the morning, Qiaoqiao found there wasn’t much left for him to do.

After taking good care of the few treasures in the house, he obediently followed Xin Jun back to his room to learn how to make up words.

His sister had said, if he performed well, they would go to the theme park again next time. The theme park was really so much fun!

He had to try even harder.

And school was really interesting–he could now read the words written on the theme park.

Oddly enough, although he might seem a bit silly and loved to play around, when it was time to sit down, he could actually concentrate quite well.

Teacher Xin Jun felt that teaching him was much easier than when she used to tutor as a home teacher.

After thinking it over, she attributed this to the lack of pressure from grades and school demands, which probably made him feel happier.

Seeing that Qiaoqiao closed his notebook and was about to head out, she pointed to the cellphone resting on the side:

“Qiaoqiao, your sister told me you could livestream more often. Haven’t you been livestreaming recently?”

That was Qiaoqiao’s way of making money, after all.

It was then that Qiaoqiao remembered that Teacher Xin Jun had him as a student, and he also had a group of students online.

Although they were a bit slow and needed to learn everything, he wouldn’t look down on them.

But… now that he was teaching, if his own students saw him making a mistake in math, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

With a big body and a small soul, he also began to have plenty of worries.

But at this moment, picking vegetables was his forte!

So Qiaoqiao regained his confidence, “Alright, I’ll start the livestream right now.”

He opened the app with practiced ease and then followed Seventh Uncle out the door.

Xin Jun looked at the time–

Oh no!

It was only eight forty in the morning.

Achievement-oriented streamers would never choose this unpopular time slot.

But for Qiaoqiao’s livestreaming…

Xin Jun was mentally prepared to take care of the kid; she was quite open-minded: as long as he was happy.

And right now, Qiaoqiao was indeed very happy.

Because Seventh Uncle didn’t take him far, just along the courtyard wall, all the way to the back ditch.

The phone camera, without a hint of technical skill, pointed straight ahead at the scenery.

When the live room sent out notifications, a handful of viewers trickled in, about fifteen or twenty, growing very slowly.

[Look what I found, grandma, the streamer you follow is live!]

[It’s not even nine o’clock yet, streamer, I now believe you really live in the countryside, this schedule is so un-city-like.]

[The early bird catches the worm, early viewers get Qiaoqiao.]

[Here I am again, asking the same question, where’s that very big dog? Offering a high price!]

[You’ve been setting this up for so long, you should finally put up the link today, right? What’s on sale?]

[Exactly! If you’re selling something, hurry up, I’m not stingy with my money!]

Seventh Uncle’s lean figure walked ahead, with no tools in his hand:

“Let’s go, today we’ll clear out the pumpkin vines in the back ditch; we’re going to tear down the house soon, and it would be a waste to leave them uneaten.”

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