Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 710 - Chapter 710 702. Cutting aquatic grass _1

Chapter 710: 702. Cutting aquatic grass? _1 Chapter 710: 702. Cutting aquatic grass? _1 Are you out of your mind?!

Wu Lan looked at her, frustrated with her lack of progress.

Zhang Hong, because of the previous incident with Zhai Xiao’e, had made inquiries and clearly understood the situation in Xiaofeng’s family. Wu Lan had long known she had a good-for-nothing ex-husband; when the child was still young, he got involved with someone else. Zhai Xiaofeng, tough as nails, had grabbed a knife and made a scene to get a divorce, only then did she manage to break free from the mess.

Recently, she heard that he and his partner had split up, the reason being that the partner could not bear him a son…

She advised, “How much can you earn in the village? You’re in a rush to find another man, but what if he also insists that you bear him a son?”

Zhai Xiaofeng’s face turned pale.

Wu Lan continued to advise her, “Let’s talk more realistically, you’re forty this year, right? If you remarry, he’ll be looking after his own kids. Hoping for someone to take care of you when you’re old, it’s not easy.”

“Others, they also have reservations about your kids.”

“Xiaofeng,” Wu Lan sighed sincerely, “if you’re looking to find a suitable match, then you need to take your time to observe and ask around carefully. Not just about him as an individual but also looking into his family background, and what kind of situation his kids are in…”

“Once married, you ought to discreetly save up as much money as you can. Money is a bastard, but you really can’t do without it.”

Having said this, if she quietly saved money and the man also focused on saving money for his kids, the couple would each have their own thoughts. And when they got old and needed someone to take care of them or to spend money…

Zhai Xiaofeng sobered up in an instant.

She said with a bitter smile, “That man comes and bothers me from time to time. Last time he was here, Xiao’e’s husband helped call people to send him away…”

Because of this, during the initial hiring, Zhai Xiao’e insisted that she figure out a way, saying that as cousins, she helped out so much, and she wouldn’t even do this simple favor. Wait until her daughter comes back from school to have a word with her…

–Well, we are cousins too!

These words, Zhai Xiaofeng did not say.

In the end, during the recruitment process, she had learned the skills hands-on by following alongside her.

Of course, Wu Lan knew it too.

If it hadn’t been for Zhai Xiaofeng bringing gifts to apologize, she wouldn’t have known the details so thoroughly.

She didn’t say much, just mentioned briefly, “When my Qiaoqiao was little, everyone said he was stupid, called him an idiot. The village kids tricked him into playing hide and seek on rainy days, telling him to hide in the pond and keep his head under the water until a rainbow appeared before he could emerge…”

Qiaoqiao, clueless as he was, never mentioned it to anyone. Wu Lan was frantic searching for the child, and he finally came out, grinning, with some weeds in his hand, covered in mud, crawling out from the damp pondside…

So many years had passed, and the memory was blurred, but Wu Lan still remembered that child’s mother’s expression:

“…Wu Lan, it wasn’t intentional from my Xiao Bao yesterday. I scolded him; you can’t fool an idiot like that, they’re simple-minded and don’t understand jokes, they take them seriously. I hear Qiaoqiao got a fever? Oh my…”

It was only when the old stories were brought up again that Zhai Xiaofeng suddenly remembered–right, Wu Lan’s Qiaoqiao, she heard…

“Big sister, how did you survive through that?”

Her eyes started to redden, empathizing with the struggle–her mother and she had also gone through plenty of humiliations.

Wu Lan let out a cynical laugh, “Survive through that?”

She didn’t survive.

No, to be precise, her way of surviving wasn’t like others’–

Having heard this, she had thrown aside the vegetables she was carrying and headed straight to their house, grabbed the kid, and dragged him to the pondside.

She, too, dunked the child in the water, asking each time she pulled him up, “Is there a rainbow yet?”

By the time the child’s mother reacted, the child was crying so hard he couldn’t stop hiccupping.

Because of this incident, the mother made a scene, accusing her of bullying a child, saying she endangered the child’s life… The incident grew so heated that the village elders had to intervene.

Wu Lan listened to them. With Song Sancheng gone to work and with no husband to back her up in a fight, she went home, grabbed a kitchen knife, and showed up saying, “If you think I wanted to harm your child, then just chop at me! Chop wherever you want, cut off whatever you want! But if anyone dares to harm my Qiaoqiao, I’ll make sure we share the same fate!”

Her madness intimidated everyone.

Of course, in those days, there was more than just her fierce incident in the village, combined with everyone hearing her distressed cries amid the heavy rain, in the end, it simply came to nothing.

What she didn’t know was that the young Song Tan kept the event etched in his mind, vowing to ensure they led a good life and earned everyone’s respect!

Song Tan herself had forgotten.

Over twenty years of life, she had been striving nonstop. “Cultivating for a hundred years, never once slacking off”… Such deep-seated thoughts were not something they, now living harmoniously, would willingly recall.

…

But after all, this affair was ultimately someone else’s business; Wu Lan forgot about it as soon as she returned home.

Her family was even more oblivious.

Early in the morning, Song Sancheng rode his motorcycle to take Wu Lan to practice for her driving test–subject two; the exam was nearing, and the couple were both quite nervous, diligently going for practice every day.

And once they had made breakfast, Wang Xiaoshun called on Zhang Yanping:

“Let’s go, today’s materials have all been delivered to the mountain, we’ll start by making sauce there.”

Wang Xiaoshun had a little scheme in mind–he and his master hadn’t personally made watermelon sauce for so many years. This time, they would first practice with the ordinary materials meant for the workers, to get their skills back, lest they fumble–

Though it would definitely not taste bad, the quality ingredients of Song Tan’s household could not suffer even the slightest waste.

Otherwise, they would surely end up embarrassing the master in front of Song Tan.

Zhang Yanping really wanted to tell everyone that his arms were sore!

Truly sore! His hands were even trembling now.

But as soon as he said this, Song Tan would give him an incredulous look and sigh, “Brother Yanping, you had the strength after eating breakfast!”

The large clay bowl nearly stuck to his face as he ate, with no sign of his hands trembling.

But–but eating is different from working hard!

Zhang Yanping wanted to argue, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud, so he just followed along to the mountain, sulking.

Fortunately, Master Qian was not as unforgiving as Seventh Uncle; he simply gave him one task:

“Come on, do something easy.”

“I know, I know,” Zhang Yanping eagerly answered:

“Rinsing and boiling beans, right?”

If life had an experience bar, these two tasks would definitely be maxed out for him.

Master Qian: …

“Not really,” he answered sincerely, “I’ve noticed the watergrass by your pond is thriving. Considering you’ve been in the countryside for a while, you must be better at farm work than Xiaoshun. I was thinking of having you cut some to cover the beans.”

Zhang Yanping was puzzled, “What? Covering beans? Do we need that yellow wormwood or something?”

He still didn’t know what wormwood looked like!

Master Qian shook his head proudly, “My watermelon sauce is different from Old Song’s–how could they be the same? What I want is something different!”

But then he thought it over, it had been several years since he last made it, better play it safe…

So he smiled kindly at Zhang Yanping, “Never mind, the pondside has lots of snakes around this season, and it’s not anything important, let’s not cut it. Yanping, just do some light work, that’s fine.”

Zhang Yanping didn’t speak, his hands moving tai chi-like in the water, causing beans and water to splash about noisily.

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