Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 379 - Chapter 379 379. Class Reunion Scheduled for_1

Chapter 379: 379. Class Reunion Scheduled for_1 Chapter 379: 379. Class Reunion Scheduled for_1 By late June, after Zhao Fangyuan had brought the inspection team to meticulously examine the old residence twice, Song Tan had also settled the final payment with the construction crew.

The person in charge couldn’t stop smiling. It’s just that these days, collecting payments is difficult, and every time they received a payment, it felt like they had crossed a huge ravine; at the same time, in his heart, he listed Song Tan as a premium customer–

This project had been quite profitable for them! And the homeowner was especially hassle-free, requiring only adherence to the design plans, and when offered sincere suggestions, they never quibbled or delayed making interim payments…

The only regret was that the homeowners ate too little.

But no worries! There would be chances in the future.

The project leader’s abacus beads clacked loudly–nowadays, the weather was too hot, and they also had other work on hand, so the renovation of Grandfather Song’s old house would have to wait until autumn or winter.

By then, if he could dispatch a small team to work for about 10 to 15 days, and he oversaw the work–surely, he could snag a couple more meals, right?

They left with their people, but over a dozen large fans remained there, whirring every day.

Zhao Fangyuan oversaw a series of tasks such as the delivery and installation schedule of furniture and appliances and never delegated the responsibility; the after-sales service was incredibly thoughtful.

Of course, she managed to chomp through a whole watermelon every single day, which made it difficult for Song Tan not to doubt her true intentions.

But the work was indeed flawless; the whole family couldn’t wait to wander around the house two or three times a day, not minding the heat or the fierce blasting of the fans, feeling content with every single detail.

Song Tan was even happier for not having to worry about anything apart from paying–how rare! No wonder Zhao Fangyuan was swamped with work orders.

…

It was at the end of the month when Song Tan saw the group notification–

The class reunion was set for tomorrow night, tentatively at a rural eatery in the suburbs of Yun City.

Two wealthy classmates sponsored the tobacco and liquor, while tea would be the local large-leaf tea graciously provided by the eatery. As for the meal and drinks, it was decided on a cost-sharing basis, averaging a little over a hundred per person; the number of respondents was impressively large.

Wa Qianqian seemed to be on a sugar rush, bouncing excitedly in the group chat!

[@Head of the Class: Okay, I’ll definitely be there.]

[@Head of the Class: Oh, and I’ve paid for Song Tan’s share. Also, I’ve bought 20 melons from her to treat everyone–if they’re not sweet, let’s all criticize her together!]

This move… this move really confused the old classmates.

Previously, Wa Qianqian had complained about Song Tan stealing her boyfriend, even deliberately picking fights with loaded comments… How come today she was paying on someone’s behalf and even looking after their business?

Is friendship so fickle these days?

And Song Tan also replied obligingly: [@Qianqian, Thanks a lot to boss Qianqian for your generous contribution, supporting an old classmate! Don’t worry, if the melons aren’t sweet, they’re free!]

Twenty melons, what a sincere gesture from an old classmate!

She just liked it when they were both noisy and… ahem, rich!

Come the time of the class reunion, once the watermelon was cut, everyone would have a taste–hehehe…

Song Tan was really looking forward to it.

So was Wa Qianqian. But the group chat was just too lively.

And twenty watermelons seemed to pale in comparison to what others were providing in tobacco and liquor.

Thus, Wa Qianqian’s messages quickly got drowned out by everyone’s cheering, and she didn’t even get the chance to lay the groundwork for talking up Song Tan’s prices and her own generosity… Now all she could do was sulk silently and decide that on the day of the reunion, she would reveal the cost to great acclaim!

This class reunion was organized by the class head and had nearly 20 old classmates confirmed, plus family members, tallying up to about 30 people–a truly large-scale gathering that was rare to come by after so many years.

It’s no surprise it was set at a rural eatery. Any other place would have probably been too cramped for such a large crowd.

With the Dragon Boat Festival holiday coming up, we actually had plenty of time on our hands, with gatherings starting in the afternoon and dispersing after dinner in the evening.

As soon as Zhang Yanping heard this rhythm, she immediately nagged repeatedly–

“Remember to definitely push out our link when the time comes, huh!”

Little melons are almost out of season, and all that’s left are the big ones, which people are reluctant to buy on their own. Of course, we need to develop more customers–there are always a few tycoons around!

But Xin Jun furrowed his brows, speaking vaguely, “Wasn’t there a female classmate who loathed you and bought twenty melons just to make you look bad… Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to drive this car?”

After all, he did not want others to know he had such a girlfriend.

Song Tan waved her hand and sighed, “If every classmate spent money to make me look bad, that would be great…”

“Besides, this car is just right. I can directly bring over 20 watermelons, and there’s someone to unload them, how convenient! What’s appropriate or not, it’s so comfortable living like a landlord these days!”

Alright then.

Xin Jun, remembering her bold statements about choosing men, knew Song Tan was unconventional and didn’t say anything more.

Only Qiaoqiao sighed dejectedly, “Growing up is so nice… When can I have a class reunion too?”

That comment was hard to respond to.

However, Song Tan quickly said, “Then you must study hard! Do well and teach it to the little friends in your live-streaming room. If everyone learns over time and Qiaoqiao grows up even more, we can also invite some classmates over to our house for your very own reunion.”

“Really?”

Qiaoqiao lit up with surprise, and then was instantly filled with ambition. She even stopped watching TV and took out her homework to start practicing picture composition.

Kids, so easy to coax!

Song Tan thought it over, figuring that once things settled down a bit, inviting people to the live stream should be doable.

…

But, before attending the class reunion, Song Tan still had to specifically rent a big truck to haul the watermelons. A small car could only carry two or three hundred at a time, which was somewhat inadequate for the holiday rush.

Especially since the Dragon Boat Festival meant giving holiday gifts, and their home was about to experience another sales surge.

Meanwhile, Wu Lan was consulting the Almanac, “Which upcoming day is good for moving… do we need to hire someone to pick a date? It has to be an auspicious one… then later we can have a feisty banquet to celebrate…”

She was calculating her plans with a clap of her Abacus Beads, “Over the years, when they moved or celebrated housewarmings, I’ve given away quite a few gifts. I need to figure a way to get something back, or it’ll be a huge loss.”

Song Tan: …

Why bother? It would be nice if nobody had to give gifts at all.

It’s just that they’re comfortably off now. If they were short on money, Wu Lan would be counting up how many gifts they had to give each month… it was really a source of anxiety.

“Oh right, Tantan, when you’re selling watermelons tonight, take some to your grandma’s. I need to talk to your aunt and have her sort out your grandparents’ things. When we move in, we’ll bring them over.”

With this, grandma chimed in first, “They should be brought over. You’ve been busy at home all these years, and it’s been your aunt from your mother’s side who’s been taking care of everything there. Now that life is better, we should let them see that you can also enjoy the fruits of their labor.”

As for the fact that their son didn’t live in a mansion… Oh well! Let’s not mention that Song Youde and Wang Lifan are not the sort to be unclear about such things. Besides, their son and granddaughter have already said they’d build a big house for themselves. Why quibble over this temporary situation?

Once their own house is renovated into something new, who would care for someone else’s place?

A golden nest, a silver nest, is still not as good as one’s own dog’s nest!

And just at that moment, the phone call from the big aunt came–

“Tantan, your rice must be nearly ripe, right? When are you going to harvest it? How about your uncle and I come over to help?”

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