Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 404 - Chapter 404 404. Qiaoqiao Shows You the House (1)_1

Chapter 404: 404. Qiaoqiao Shows You the House (1)_1 Chapter 404: 404. Qiaoqiao Shows You the House (1)_1 In principle, there’s nothing wrong with that.

But… Song Tan turned around and pointed at the threshing machine standing by:

“With machinery available, why should farm work still be done by hand?”

It wasn’t that she looked down on her classmates, but manually threshing rice, even with thirty strong men, wouldn’t cover these two acres.

So… doing some work was more like going through the motions, right? Everyone had spent money, and they should at least have a pleasant labor experience.

She pointed to the scattered grains of rice in the field:

“Not every rice stalk in this field grows at the same time. Some are too early, some too late.”

Therefore, those early stalks had matured a few days early, but they hadn’t fallen off and had tenaciously endured the scorching sun–by the time the other grains matured, they were already bone dry.

Now, with just a gentle shake, and a bit more force on the plastic sheet, those grains would fall off particularly smoothly.

It might not be much, but it was enough to ensure the three to four dozen people here would have food for dinner tonight without any issue.

Having everyone thresh by hand and eat the fruits of their labor would definitely leave a lasting impression!

Sure enough, the students immediately perked up!

Even the division of labor was ignored at this point, as each person grabbed a large bunch of rice stalks and found a spot on the plastic sheet to thresh and beat, then carefully scooped up the grains that fell off into a basket set aside–

The rice grains got stuck in the crevices of the basket, but the students insisted on not using plastic baskets, claiming that this felt more authentic.

There they go, threshing a few times, taking videos twice, posing for a minute and a half, resting for five minutes while posting on social media.

That’s the process completed.

…

Father and son, Song Sancheng and Song Youde, stood by the roadside and looked on, both of their similar faces showing the same disdain–

“Like this, in my younger days, relying on them would’ve meant my whole family starved to death.”

“It’s not a problem, not a problem!” Song Sancheng consoled the old man: “They’re just playing around for an hour or so. It’s too hot today, they won’t last. Once they leave, we’ll go into the fields to thresh.”

The rice from the two acres was sure to be cut today, and leaving it in the fields overnight didn’t feel safe. But it also seemed unnecessary to take it all the way home.

After all, the threshing machine kicked up quite a lot of chaff.

So, the father and son planned to take advantage of the afternoon when everyone was cutting rice to thresh theirs as well.

By nightfall, when the others finished, they too would have completed threshing, would load the rice into sacks, and take it home, then spread it out in the courtyard the next day to dry… Perfect!

This task wasn’t too taxing for the duo, and they could finish it in a day, so the plan was solid.

Song Tan had told them to come to the field at 4 PM, but they didn’t believe her.

— For just a bowl of rice’s worth of grains, how long could it take?

Now it seemed there was still a wait ahead!

Song Sancheng even took the chance to ask, “Dad, seriously, why didn’t you go to lunch when we called you? Having a proper meal in the new house and you felt shy about it?”

Song Youde snorted, “With so many people at noon, what business do I, an old man, have going over there? It’s awkward for them, awkward for us–I’m not short of that meal.”

But honestly, he was.

Without his nephew Golden Sakura, the midday meal was lacking just that little something.

It’s all from the fields, but even eating had become more discerning recently; they could tell the difference.

So after saying that, it didn’t take long for Song Youde to gracefully concede, “I’ll go tonight!”

The father and son looked back at the field, couldn’t help but frown again, showing an expression that they couldn’t bear to see, and simply found a shady spot to sit down and patiently wait.

…

Meanwhile, Qiaoqiao had already reopened her live stream.

“Kids, Teacher Qiaoqiao’s new house is finally built! I promised you all before that I’d show you around.”

“Sis is inviting classmates over to the house for a student gathering. If Qiaoqiao does well and the other students behave, Sis said she might help and invite everyone to Teacher Qiaoqiao’s home for the gathering…”

[Host, student gatherings aren’t usually organized by the teacher…]

[Forget what was said before, our student gathering has got to be organized by Teacher Qiaoqiao!]

[Teacher, when are we having the student gathering? I’m excellent at delivering packages, surely I’m a top student!]

[Don’t bother asking, the host never reads the chat, unless his family is free.]

But… is the family free?

No, they’re not.

The family was busy packing and sorting out the odds and ends required by the students, sticking names on each package. How could they have time for anything else?

Yet, Qiaoqiao, with a ceremonious air, already made his way to the yard:

“Come on, everyone, check this out–this is my new house. Do you like it?”

Everyone had braced themselves to see a countryside mansion, but they were still stunned at this moment.

The pristine walls, the gray roof, clearly a modern transparent design with upturned eaves that hinted at a Chinese aesthetic… Although only a few spots showed that detail, they didn’t seem cumbersome, instead adding a finishing touch…

[The designer’s got some serious skills!]

[Three stories!!! I’m crying]

[It looks so big… waaaah…]

[As a student, what skills must I learn to achieve more than Teacher Qiaoqiao?]

[Stop it, that’s my dream home right there.]

[Does the host need a nanny back home?]

Qiaoqiao didn’t see the lively chat, for he had already reached the foot of the wall:

“It’s too hot now. Sis said on a rainy day, she’ll plant Golden Sakura here and goji berries there; they have thorns and grow quickly, good for keeping people from climbing over the fence. But–”

Then, Qiaoqiao dumbly raised his head, aiming the camera inside the wall: “The houses connected to this wall don’t have any good spots to climb over, probably just for aesthetics!”

He shook his head, analyzing on his own, looking incredibly cute.

And then, he pushed open the small door.

Inside the yard, instead of the expected corridor, bridge, flowing water, and greenery, it was neatly divided, with a beautiful flower bed in each corner.

It was just standard.

So, a netizen sighed:

[From the outside the house looks amazing, but the design inside is just too mediocre.]

[Right! With such a large yard, they could have put in a rockery with an artificial circulating river beneath, and raised some decorative fish–wouldn’t that be beautiful.]

[Make the river winding, and throw a little bridge in. Edge the landscaping with cobblestones, then plant some greenery or flowers.]

[If the colors are matched cleverly, it’ll look even better than an internet celebrity spot…]

[I’m just watching those few upfront drinking dew drops like immortals and saying nothing.]

[What do you mean?]

[Hilarious! An internet celebrity spot works, but can you sun-dry cowpeas there? Can you air-cure bacon? Can you hang sausages? Is it convenient for doing farm work at home?]

[Which rural area lacks hills? And yet you insist on having a landscaped river in the yard… Aren’t you afraid of mosquitoes? Don’t these constructions cost money?]

[The host’s family obviously plants a lot, always too busy to stand still, don’t landscapes and ponds require maintenance? Do you not worry about the water and the fish?]

[There’s never-ending work in the fields; who’d want to turn their yard upside down?]