Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 674 - Chapter 674 674. Qiaoqiaos Morning_1

Chapter 674: 674. Qiaoqiao’s Morning_1 Chapter 674: 674. Qiaoqiao’s Morning_1 At 4:30 in the morning, when the sky had just started to show a faint glimmer of color, Seventh Uncle and Seventh Grandma slowly pushed open the gate to Song Tan’s yard.

Four dogs under the corridor lifted their heads in unison, but seeing a familiar face, they silently lay back down without a peep.

Not long after, they all raised their heads again, looking towards the right side.

There on the outside staircase, Qiaoqiao was cheerfully running down the steps and asked with a laugh,

“Seventh Uncle, what are we eating today?”

What to eat is often the most headache-inducing question for people who cook, but not for Seventh Uncle. Ever since he knew that Qian Tianfu was coming over, he had been harboring frustration, almost wishing he could spend all 12 hours of the day on cooking. These past few days, everyone had really enjoyed a variety of fresh dishes!

Now, he waved Qiaoqiao over again.

“This morning I’ll teach you how to make Golden Sauerkraut Crunchy Rice Stir-fry–you’ve learned how to make stir-fried rice before, so this won’t be difficult. Go and scoop out some sauerkraut first,” he said.

“Okay!”

Qiaoqiao didn’t sense any hint of Seventh Uncle’s urgency and was instead proud of learning a new skill.

Unfortunately, Seventh Uncle used to love teaching live tremolo tutorials. But this old man cared a lot about face, and seeing his disciple’s fan count skyrocketing without spending a dime, while he only got a few dozen likes for his effort…

It left a sour taste in his mouth, so he stopped doing them.

It was the same for Wu Lan. After several live broadcasts with fans not surpassing two hundred, she too had quieted down.

The rice was cooked the night before, and now it was taken out of the fridge. Paired with the previously vacuum-sealed crunchy rice, breakfast was whipped up in no time.

Meanwhile, Seventh Uncle was already directing Qiaoqiao to quickly prepare and chop the ingredients.

As he watched her, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of regret. “This child, such stable and excellent knife skills, what a talent–she remembers everything she’s taught! What a pity that she just…”

But then he thought again, who in the world could be purer or more enthusiastic than Qiaoqiao?

–There was no one.

No matter how outstanding Old Qian’s disciple was, could they be more likable than their Qiaoqiao?

Thinking this way, he couldn’t help feeling proud again. On one hand, he directed Qiaoqiao to quickly fry a big pot of rice, and on the other, he stirred the fragrant rice porridge. There were also several tiers of rice cakes steaming on the right side–

Speaking of which, it’s necessary to mention another heart-wrenching point: there were too many big eaters in the family, and the rate at which rice was consumed was truly distressing!

Fortunately, if they could hold on for one more month, once Old Qian started cooking for the other place, they would no longer have to provide employee meals.

Thinking of it this way, the arrival of Mr. Qian wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

Seventh Uncle thought about the train ticket the old man showed him yesterday and snorted coldly at the moment.

The air conditioner in the kitchen was humming along, and the master and apprentice duo didn’t feel the heat much.

As soon as the food was ready, the tea eggs on the side had been taken off the heat and were gradually cooling down, their rich aroma also slowly becoming less pungent.

But now, it had become an indispensable main course for Lao Song’s family in the morning.

By 5 o’clock, the yard gradually became lively, with nearly everyone getting out of bed at this time.

And the most industrious, Yan Ran and her three disciples, had even already returned from the mountain.

The temperature was somewhat high this year, and it hadn’t rained for a long time. They had to check the water outlet on the mountaintop and then measure the temperature and humidity…

It required a lot of patience and meticulousness.

Qiaoqiao had already finished breakfast, and now she shouted with glee,

“I’m going to herd the cows!”

Dahuang, having been separated from his master, had been quite depressed recently; therefore, Qiaoqiao took extra care to comfort him.

Fortunately, though Dahuang the old ox seemed gloomy, he didn’t eat any less, seemingly chewing his cud non-stop all day long.

And as Qiaoqiao arrived at the back mountain, she first went to see Daxiong, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time, and let out a particularly mature sigh.

He glanced again at the hole that Daxiong the bumblebee flew in and out of, unable to resist, he pulled out a small drill and, with a squeaking noise, expanded it again.

“Daxiong,” Qiaoqiao said with evident frustration, “you can’t gain more weight. If you get any fatter, we’ll actually have to make a big hole here.”

Afterward, he checked on the Boss and changed him into a new bib–the Boss had a fondness for bright red, and this time it was the new bright red one with white dots that Grandma had cut from the cloth.

When the bow was tied at the back of his neck, the Boss indeed seemed extremely pleased and strutted off toward Peach Forest with his head held high.

–The routine inspection of a working dog was to start bright and early!

He then glanced over at the pigsty and chicken coop and raised his voice, yelling, “Don’t be hasty, dad will come to feed you soon; I don’t have time right now!”

He, Song Qiaoqiao, had a packed schedule these days.

Only after finishing all his morning greetings did he pick up Dahuang’s leash:

“Dahuang, let’s go eat! Today, we’ll go near the pond behind the hill! The wild grass around there has grown back because no one has plucked it for a while.”

“Moo–” Dahuang mooed long and loud, and then followed him without hesitation, crossing over the hill, walking past the watermelon patch and Peach Forest that Boss guarded.

At last, they followed Qiaoqiao’s steps to the edge of the pond.

There, Tian Ye had already started picking Yuxing Grass at five in the morning.

“Xiaoye, little brother!” Qiaoqiao was very fond of this boy who was younger than him, his tone at this moment was exceptionally similar to Wu Lan:

“Be careful! Remember to use a stick to poke around before you pull the weeds, otherwise it would be terrible if there were snakes. There are several water snakes in the pond!”

Tian Ye glanced up at him, uttered an uncomfortable “Mm,” and lowered his head to continue working.

Logically, he knew Qiaoqiao was older than him, so it made sense to be called “little brother.”

But seeing Qiaoqiao’s happy, carefree and innocent demeanor every day, it seemed as if he was the one who needed more protection!

This conflict made Tian Ye feel quite conflicted every time he heard the nickname.

Qiaoqiao, however, didn’t think too much about it. He quickly found a spot with abundant water grass and pointed it out to Dahuang:

“Dahuang, you can eat here today, and once you’re full and it gets hot, just go soak in the pond by yourself, and I will come to pick you up later.”

“Moo–”

Dahuang, not sure if he understood or not, was already burying his head eating anyway.

Although changing owners was tough, the new owner’s house seemed to have too much good food!

Its brown eyes blinked, making its eyelashes seem cute. When it was with Old Li, he was too shy to let it do more than sniff around the edges.

But now…

“Moo–”

Dahuang happily munched on the new tender wild grass.

At this moment, Qiaoqiao, looking at the fish scales under his feet, couldn’t help but feel excited again, “Wow! Daju caught a fish on his own again! So awesome!”

No wonder the kittens were growing so quickly–their mom said fish were very nutritious!

After his excitement, he went over to the duck pen, and seeing Big White, who had grown even more robust guarding the entrance of the duck pen, he happily waved:

“Big White, let’s go for a ride in the wind!”

“Goose goose goose!”

Big White joyfully honked, flapping its wings as it came over, then wrapped one wing around Qiaoqiao’s calf, its webbed feet paddling on the ground with a pitter-patter sound.

Qiaoqiao was delighted too, squatting down and hugging Big White, he lifted it up:

“Come on, the mountain road is rough, let me pick you up!”