Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 435 - Chapter 435 435. Distant Visitors (Monthly Ticket Additional

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Zhang Yanping’s eyes widened in shock, “Do you have a lot of work?”

“How could I not?!”

Wu Lei was so anxious that he raised his voice.

“I start picking vegetables at 4 in the morning, and keep picking until 6. After breakfast, I go up to the mountain to pick watermelons, and also have to load them onto the truck, picking until around 9 or 10 a.m. Barely get a break during the hot noon, and at 3:00 p.m., it starts all over again–I have to keep going until–”

He paused: “This time, picking watermelons only goes until 5 p.m., but I still need to feed the ducks, clean the duck pen and so on… My days are just too packed!”

He complained.

“How can you be like this?” However, Zhang Yanping stared at him, but let out a long sigh, “Aren’t your days already good enough now?”

“Me, my days are good???”

Wu Lei pointed incredulously at himself with the back of his hand.

“Yes, you.”

Zhang Yanping unlocked his phone: “Look, if you search for any farmer’s video, isn’t everyone starting to pick vegetables at one or two in the morning?”

“Tantan only arranged for you to start at 4 a.m. purely to take care of you because she was afraid you couldn’t take getting up early. She ignored her customers’ needs for morning vegetables for your sake!”

“Not until 6 do you travel to the city, and by the time you sell the vegetables, it’s already past 7… Have you ever thought about how dissatisfied the city customers might be?”

In fact, the city customers weren’t dissatisfied at all.

Because in the past, they sold vegetables even at 9 a.m. Now that it had been advanced to 7:00, they could catch up with other fresh stalls in the vegetable market; everyone was more than pleased.

But Wu Lei didn’t sell the vegetables; how would he know?

“And look at those we hired to cut grass. You’re picking watermelons until 9 or 10 a.m., and they’d keep working until 11 if they could! At 3:00 p.m., they’d head straight for the pond. There’s no shade there, and at least there’s shade on the mountain!”

“Compared to them, you’ll realize how much better Tantan treats you!”

In reality, the pond, because of the newly sprouted Spiritual Energy, and the rushes themselves being quite cool to weave into mats, meant that everyone working around the pond, with the wind blowing on them, didn’t actually feel too hot at all.

As long as they wore their hats properly.

But the others didn’t know the reason; they simply thought it was cooler because it was next to a pond.

And besides… 300 yuan a day, while tiring, was also a lot of money!

But Wu Lei didn’t know, and he made only… Never mind.

At this moment, upon thinking it over, it did seem like he was indeed being rather unreasonable.

But… but it really was tiring!

He was eating more and more each day, using up all his energy. Almost as soon as he sent a message back home, he couldn’t help but start dozing off.

Whenever he had a bit of free time, not only did his girlfriend need comforting, but his game rankings were important, short videos were interesting, and then there were his brothers. Hearing that he was working back home, he always had to keep up appearances…

One thing led to another…

Wu Lei walked away, downcast.

After closing the door, Zhang Yanping also breathed a sigh of relief–offering up Wu Lei wasn’t actually what he wanted; after all, somebody had to do the farming work.

Not that there was much work, hiring someone wasn’t cost-effective. But if Wu Lei didn’t do it, wouldn’t that mean he, Yanping, would have to?

Zhang Yanping picked up his phone and looked at his own face, dark yet exceptionally smooth and fine–

Was he, Yanping, someone who should do this kind of farm work?

He was far more obedient than Wu Lei!

…

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Song Youde happily rode up on his tricycle and called out from the doorway, “Tantan, could you move your car to the side? I want to dry some grass outside. There’s too much; my place can’t fit it all.”

“Okay.”

Song Tan quickly started the car, “Grandpa, don’t you need my help?”

“No, no need!”

Song Youde was in high spirits, “Just that little bit, and your car can’t get down here; it’s more convenient with my tricycle.”

They had asked for extra help today because the forecast said it would rain the day after tomorrow, which was perfect for drying the herbs for another two days; it would be just about enough.

The two of them spread out the herbs to dry while turning over the previously laid out piles.

And just then, a strange figure staggered down the road.

A slim, tall girl with very fair skin under the sun.

She stood at the gate, looking at the courtyard full of green grass and then at the brand-new mansion before asking hesitantly, “Excuse me, is this where the Lao Song’s family who grows Golden Sakura lives?”

The Lao Song’s family who grows Golden Sakura?

Song Tan was taken aback for a moment before nodding, “Yes, that’s me.”

Suddenly, the girl tugged at the corner of her mouth, and then her legs gave out, causing her to collapse directly onto the pile of herbs!

Goodness!

This startled everyone.

Song Youde even threw away the rake he was holding:

“Oh dear! Quick, quick, see what’s the matter!”

Getting closer, he started to panic a bit, “This has nothing to do with us–Tantan, did we install the surveillance cameras in the courtyard? Did they catch anything? We didn’t touch her, right?”

Song Tan had already hurried over, and just as she was about to check the girl’s neck, the girl opened her eyes and said weakly, “I’m okay, probably just a bit of low blood sugar.”

Man, everyone was scared to death!

Seventh Uncle didn’t hesitate and quickly brought over a bowl of hot water, stirring in two heaping spoons of thick brown sugar:

“Here, here, Tantan, blow on the spoon and let her sip it slowly.”

Song Tan half propped the girl up, sitting on the pile of herbs while hurriedly feeding her the brown sugar water.

It wasn’t until she had drunk half a bowl that a faint blush finally appeared on the girl’s pale face:

“Sorry for scaring you all.”

“It’s okay…”

Everyone wiped away their cold sweat.

Zhang Yanping heard the commotion from upstairs and rushed down to see–the person had collapsed on the pile of herbs!

His hackles rose even more, and he glared:

“You!”

He snapped, “If you have low blood sugar, shouldn’t you keep track of it yourself? To just drop like that in my place! What if something happened? Wouldn’t we be blamed unjustly?!”

Fortunately, the girl had caught her breath by now and, supporting herself on the pile of herbs, managed to stand up slowly, “I’m sorry, really sorry. I didn’t expect this myself; maybe I was just too tense today…”

While speaking, she smiled at Song Tan.

“Hello, I’m the one who asked about the Golden Sakura on Trembling Voice. I study Chinese medicine and am licensed…”

For now, forget about any medicine, just come inside and rest for a bit.

Wu Lan was still a bit nervous, “Miss, you’re still looking pretty pale. Do you need to take some more medicine? Should we go to the hospital for a check-up?”

The visitor was indeed Guo Dong.

She really hadn’t prepared for this–low blood sugar had been a minor issue since she was young, and although it had been well controlled over the years, she hadn’t eaten anything the day before, and today, after all the traveling and tension, along with the bumpy mountain roads and getting sick in the car…

Here she was, finally arriving in the village after paying the driver and asking for directions, walking and baking under the hot sun for a while…

She just couldn’t hold up anymore.

So, her first impression was, undoubtedly, quite memorable.

Guo Dong felt embarrassed seeing Zhang Yanping’s fierce glare and photographing with his phone:

“I’m fine; it’s not related to you all. It’s just that I was in too much of a hurry…”

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