Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 641 - Chapter 641 641. Rural Nature_1

Chapter 641: 641. Rural Nature_1 Chapter 641: 641. Rural Nature_1 Although the three of them never really took the matter seriously.

Not to mention Secretary Xiaozu, who had already been in the village for two years. Just because she chose not to think about some matters didn’t mean she lacked methods.

Take Guo Dong for instance, he crawled out from among a group of top-tier patients, old men and women, in the old downtown area.

As for Song Tan… well, she was even less worried.

It wasn’t that she had something to rely on, but that Old Li would eventually return to the village.

People from their older generation in the village always valued local character and personal connections.

If today he hadn’t stopped his son from swindling Song Tan, he’d probably cry twice at night–because by doing so, he’d have ruined his local character. And when his own end came, it’s likely none of the villagers would help with the funeral arrangements or the carrying of the coffin and digging of the grave.

For elders like him, what mattered was that the funeral arrangements when they died reflected how they lived their lives, with thorough and impressive ceremonies.

Otherwise, even in death, they wouldn’t rest easy.

All the intricate details weren’t like in the city where you just had to pay for a one-stop service to have everything taken care of.

Despite the elderly always saying they rely on their children for old age, looking at the old folks in the village, nobody wanted to trouble their children unless it was truly necessary.

They still depended on fellow villagers, didn’t they?

So Song Tan was pretty confident internally.

Her slight agitation earlier was purely due to not wanting to encounter such a nuisance in life. Otherwise, restraining herself from using her Spiritual Energy to hit someone was really quite challenging.

As for whether Old Li would awaken… Song Tan was so certain precisely because she had her own calculations.

There, the three of them checked their phones for well-reviewed restaurants nearby and happily decided to go for barbecue.

While the meat was cooking, Secretary Xiaozu let out a long sigh:

“Good grief, it feels like it was in a previous life that I last had a proper meal out like this!”

Guo Dong paused as well, “Since I graduated, I haven’t had friends to share a meal like this with.”

Song Tan:…

“Then you guys are kind of pitiful.”

But before the two could glare at her, she stared at the meat sizzling on the grill and sighed:

“I’m different, my taste buds are sensitive, this meat doesn’t look as delicious as the dishes cooked at home, I really have little appetite for it.”

Once she said this, Guo Dong, who still went to pick vegetables from the garden every day, silently set down his chopsticks.

Secretary Xiaozu:…

She could only pretend not to have heard that remark, slowly sipping the complimentary pumpkin soup, then asked:

“You’re raising quite a number of pigs this year. Share one with me for the New Year, for tobacco and alcohol or whatever, just name it, and I’ll provide.”

She was considerate, “If you find it troublesome, you don’t even need to slaughter it; I can arrange for transport to take it to my house. You know, my grandpa’s…”

“That won’t do,” Song Tan decisively shook her head, “The pigs have to be slaughtered at home.”

Qiaoqiao had become more tender-hearted in the last six months due to their doting. When it came time to hear the pigs squealing, wouldn’t she end up crying secretly?

Song Tan already had a plan–before slaughtering, she would feed them fermented glutinous rice from the refrigerator to get them intoxicated. This way, quietly and without fuss, Qiaoqiao might accept it better.

Just like he had said before: don’t let them suffer too much.

Guo Dong also listened with sparkling eyes, “I’ve saved up quite a bit of money! Could you sell me a few dozen pounds of pork for the New Year?”

Song Tan smiled, “Oh no, that’s not possible. Now the country’s regulations state that pigs not inspected or not sent to designated slaughterhouses can’t be sold.”

Guo Dong:…

The fragrance of the meat in the grill was slowly wafting in the air while both of them lost their appetite, looking at her dejectedly:

“So you really had no intention of letting us try any of it!”

“How could that be?” Song Tan looked at them with utmost sincerity, “For the New Year hog butchering feast, you guys can eat your fill.”

But that’s not the same thing, is it?

Guo Dong turned his head, “Secretary, please go ahead!”

So Secretary Xiaozu cleared his throat:

“Here’s the deal, although your family only raised a few pigs this year, aren’t you thinking about raising cattle next—-don’t try to fool me! I heard Professor Song asking around about where to find calves with good value for money!”

“If you don’t want to sell them whole, you’d have to slaughter them, right? Your farm is a family farm, so as long as it passes inspection, you can apply for a permit.”

But Song Tan was in no hurry:

“What’s the weather like now? With temperatures of thirty to forty degrees, even if I buy cattle, I can’t have them delivered. There’s no rush, it can be done next year, too.”

How could that be okay?!

Secretary Xiaozu was anxious.

The pigs from their farm, whether black or white, fat or thin, all weighed around two or three hundred jin. Think how delicious it would be, whether stewing trotters or making braised pork!

With fewer people around this year, why not take advantage and eat to your heart’s content? Who knows how tough the competition will be next year?

She said indignantly:

“It’s not like you have to worry about it. Just tell me, have you ever bothered about the permits for your farm? Someone’s willing to help you with the process and you’re not even happy…”

“Hahahaha…”

Song Tan laughed, then picked up some meat from the grill plate and placed it onto Secretary Xiaozu’s plate:

“Come on, Secretary, eat up. Thanks in advance for the trouble of getting the permit.”

Secretary Xiaozu: …Your words make it sound like I’m not a secretary, but a middleman for getting permits.

…

During the meal, the three of them spent an hour or two, but they didn’t eat much meat. Their tastes had obviously become quite discerning.

It was after they had settled the bill and left that they received a call from the police.

Without even thinking about it, one could tell that Old Man Li’s son and daughter-in-law were not the types to make things easy; as expected, they reported to the police.

In such a situation, the police also find it difficult to handle, they could only muddle through initially.

“The patient’s family says it was your fault the old man fell, and they’re demanding a compensation of fifty thousand yuan…”

“Fifty thousand?!”

Guo Dong immediately widened his eyes with shock: “Not even fifty cents.”

But Secretary Xiaozu was calm and composed:

“How is the old gentleman doing?”

She glanced at the tightly shut door of the sickroom:

“It’s like this, the old man turned sixty this year. He had an argument with his grandson and somehow fell at the edge of the bamboo forest. We only found him after a while.”

“The village is remote; we couldn’t find a car, so we had to use the truck from home. It took another hour or two to get here… and since we’re not family, there’s no point in staying, that’s why we went out to grab a quick bite.”

“Given these circumstances, I can’t understand why the family is demanding fifty thousand in compensation. But since I’m also part of the village, let’s not talk about the money first… The old man’s condition is still a concern to us all.”

Policeman: …

Just don’t mention the truth, the attitude of both sides, and the implications behind their words. Isn’t the difference clear-as-day?

On the one hand, they’re clamoring for compensation, hesitating even when the hospital asks for payment, and they’re reluctant even to state an age.

The son is playing on his phone, the daughter-in-law is also playing on her phone, and the remaining Little Chubby is whining and pestering, similarly begging to play on the phone.

And on this side…

What a stark contrast, indeed!

The police officer spoke earnestly: “The old man is fine; the doctor says he probably fainted from the shock and the fall, but he should recover with some rest and care over time.”

“But the family claims he fell at your doorstep, and that makes the situation a bit tricky to handle right now…”

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