Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 424 - Chapter 424 424. Distant Son-in-law_1

Chapter 424: 424. Distant Son-in-law_1 Chapter 424: 424. Distant Son-in-law_1 This reasoning was actually very sensible, even carrying the particularly fitting old-age belief of “sacrificing two years for one’s younger brother”…

Song Tan even gave herself a thumbs up.

But who knew, Grandma would take the road less traveled!

“You child! What are you saying? Is this how your parents taught you? Did I teach Wu Lan to think this way?”

Grandma looked solemn, with heartfelt earnestness:

“Tantan, you mustn’t think like this. Qiaoqiao is Qiaoqiao, and you are you. If Qiaoqiao has difficulties, you give him a hand; if no one is there to take care of him, you help out so he doesn’t go hungry… This is the affection between you siblings, it’s your responsibility as a sister.”

“But you can’t just neglect yourself for Qiaoqiao! You’ve got to put yourself first to live a good life!”

A girl’s youth is so precious!

Grandma stressed her point forcefully, “Moreover, what good conditions, what equal social standing… When looking at people, you can’t just look at conditions, you have to consider their character! As long as there’s harmony, being poor at home doesn’t matter.”

“Even if you have a hundred or eighty thousand, and you find someone from the urban area without a house or car, if they look down on you, won’t they still think you’re just a farmer?”

“So, money is secondary, as long as the girl stands upright, cherishes herself, everything else is external. Life can always be good!”

Song Tan was greatly shaken.

It’s just that… her Grandma’s philosophy made a lot of sense; she herself understood too little, too superficially.

Only… it would be even better if it weren’t for the marriage pressure.

All she could do was feebly drag things out with the procrastination tactic: “No rush, no rush, let’s talk about it in two years… in two years…”

Grandma wasn’t in a hurry to press the issue:

“No worries, we’re not in a rush. I’ll stay in the village more often, see who has a good young man available, and reserve him for you in advance…”

Song Tan: …

She thought, have I somehow cultivated my way into a selection contest? Reserve for myself? How does one do that?

Where was her Grandma harder to communicate with than her Granny? Clearly, she possessed a vast mind, inheriting the Wu Family’s stubbornness!

And she really feared that if Grandma went around inquiring earnestly–

It’s not that Song Tan was bragging, but her current conditions were truly excellent in the area for miles around. Mothers-in-law wanted a daughter-in-law who could earn money, men wanted a pretty girlfriend… it’s human nature.

If Grandma let slip a word, by the time people actually came to the fields to cut the rice, even if she didn’t agree, wouldn’t she still have to reimburse a meal and the human kindness at home?

It was all troublesome!

At this moment, she could only pretend to sigh:

“Grandma, you don’t know, there’s actually a very outstanding person pursuing me. He even traveled a thousand miles to bring me a bouquet of flowers… but he’s a bit far away and hasn’t made up his mind to settle down in our hometown with me.”

“So I didn’t agree.”

“That’s why… let’s just wait and see for now, you better not make random inquiries. If word gets out, people will think I’m keeping a backup while stepping on two boats!”

Grandma frowned:

“You haven’t agreed yet, it doesn’t sound like you’re dating, right? So why can’t you have a backup?”

She pondered, speaking words of insight, “I reckon this one won’t work out. No matter how much people talk about gender equality now, men have been raised with certain beliefs since they were young, like your Grandpa, who just loves to save face.”

Grandpa, who didn’t dare utter a word from the backseat, widened his eyes: … What did I do?

Grandma continued to analyze, “A man without his own career, working in the woman’s home or whatever it might be, unless he’s so wealthy that even the village can’t believe it, people will still talk behind his back that he’s a ‘live-in son-in-law’.”

“Think about it, amongst men, those with thin skin can’t stand gossip. Even if one is open-minded, over time, even the best relationship can develop grievances… It’s not safe.”

Song Tan: … A miscalculation.

Her grandmother became serious and was actually quite reasonable.

So she had to put on an even more troubled expression:

“Grandma, what you said makes sense… but that guy, He’s really handsome and quite a match for me.”

Her grandmother instantly straightened her back and perked up, “What does he look like? Do you have a photo? Let me see!”

Song Tan: …How can I show you if I don’t even know who this person is?

In a tricky situation, she could only force a laugh, “That won’t do, I haven’t settled this matter yet. I’ll show you once I’m sure.”

She let out a long sigh of relief, thinking to herself, the first thing to do when I get home is to talk to my family about this.

If all else fails… I might just have to sacrifice Brother Yanping!

He’s older and without a partner; he’s a prime candidate!

And if that still doesn’t work, there’s Xin Jun, and Wu Lei…

Thinking this, Song Tan felt more secure again.

…

Meanwhile, Lun Chuan, the “parasitic son-in-law” who refused to return to the countryside with Song Tan, is currently struggling to maintain a plank position on a mat.

An eye-catching alarm clock was placed in front of him. Large beads of sweat fell one by one from his forehead and chin as he watched the seconds tick by, showing 49 minutes and 32 seconds, and the shock in his heart grew ever stronger–

This wasn’t quite right.

Anybody who has exercised knows that core strength is not achieved overnight; it is built up little by little over time.

Before his car accident, he could only hold a plank for up to ten minutes at most.

But since the accident, even…

Lun Chuan’s gaze involuntarily moved to his bare arms.

It wasn’t an illusion; the marks on his body were indeed fading, and scabs would fall off in large chunks every couple of days.

It was as if his entire body was rapidly healing…

He was a storyteller, and at this moment, he couldn’t help but imagine some miraculous encounter he had had after the accident.

However, in the end, Lun Chuan just chuckled for a moment–storytelling was one thing, but he couldn’t let his own mind start to slip.

With that thought, he exhaled deeply and could no longer hold the plank, ending his exercise at 52 minutes.

After doing a few more stretching moves, his workout for the day was done.

…

After a simple wash, Lun Chuan stepped onto the terrace.

The coming July heat made the terrace particularly hot, and the shade cloth had been pulled up early. The rich fragrance of flowers stirred by the wind wafted softly, making one feel refreshingly clear-headed instead of dizzy.

Due to the extreme heat, many of the roses had grown irregularly, and their petals were sparsely scattered.

He walked over to the Pink Dragon Breath roses beside him, carefully examining the leaves–

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

The dreaded red spiders, powdery mildew, and even black spot that usually plagued gardeners were nowhere to be seen this year.

This year, he had yet to have time to apply any pesticide. The only thing he used was the golden tobacco leaves that were always soaking in the bucket at the corner of the wall.

Thinking again about the taste of the tea and honey at home, Lun Chuan couldn’t help but conjure up another quasi-scientific fantasy…