Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 950 - 932. Lun Jing’s Romance

Chapter 950: 932. Lun Jing’s Romance

"What? Pork feast?!"

As a biological grandfather and the one who contributes the most financially, Lao Zhu naturally has a bit of privilege.

For example, right now, he is the first to hear the news of the pork feast.

How does that poem go again? The pride of the spring breeze and swift horse hooves pale in comparison to today’s simmered pig trotters. How could a steaming hot pork feast in the dead of winter not be delightful?

Lao Zhu quickly calculated in his mind—mid-January, right? Okay, I have time. I must make time!

He was so excited he even considerately said, "Remember to give them money, don’t let them suffer a loss, I’ll take Xiaodu with me."

Of course, after going there, we’ll need to grind some more tobacco and bring some liquor; people don’t do business there, we can trade with goods! All those cigarettes, liquors, and other upkeep products are piled up in the room; exchange whatever you want with gusto!

Ay, in that case, isn’t it more convenient to drive? Otherwise, it’d be a hassle to get things through security on the way back...

Lao Zhu thought of everything, and right away he said to his granddaughter, "Let’s drive there—what day are they slaughtering the pig? Is the exact date set? I can go a week in advance if needed."

Isn’t there a place to stay on the mountain? If all else fails, just ask the granddaughter to arrange it... Although it’s a bit troublesome to only take Xiaodu on the trip, pretending to visit the granddaughter under the guise of concern should be no big problem!

Oh my!

Secretary Xiaozu was greatly troubled, "Grandpa, dear grandpa! I came to you for advice, who should we invite from the mountain?"

Who can we invite?

A lot of people come here for health recuperation; inviting such people might lead to discomfort, and then it would be trouble for everyone involved, why bother?

They’re just happily hosting a New Year’s feast.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Don’t tell them, I’ll do the inviting later—if some people are not suitable to come, I just won’t mention it."

Great!

Secretary Xiaozu successfully passed off the responsibility, and at this moment became extremely obliging, "Grandpa, make sure to bring plenty of goods when the time comes, I tell you this pig meat is definitely going to be good! If you can’t buy it this year, there will be beef and lamb next year!"

Whoa! Lao Zhu got excited too, "Bring it! Bring everything—later find out what they like, okay?"

...

Meanwhile, Lun Chuan was also talking to Lun Jing.

The moment she received the kudzu powder and hand cream, she rushed over by subway, and upon arrival, she took off her scarf:

"Oh my goodness, the traffic is fatal recently! The subway is so much more convenient."

She couldn’t help but praise him, "Aren’t you smart for buying a house? The subway entrance is just so handy."

Lun Chuan smiled wryly. There was no need for such praise; back then, after the first book did well, he, young and rash, passed by the sales office and absurdly made a deposit even before the launch.

Since the deposit was paid, he went ahead and made the down payment when sales opened... Looking back now, it’s good that he acted early!

"What a pity," Lun Jing repeated an old refrain, "My son is so tall and handsome, and can earn good money, plus he has no bad habits. How come he doesn’t have a girlfriend?"

Lun Chuan was already used to this; he took a sip of the brewed kudzu powder—no sugar added, and bland to taste, but he had to admit, it really helped against the dry weather.

At the very least, his throat felt better.

At this moment, she responded with neither haste nor delay, leveraging the topic at hand: "Mom, are you planning to invite Uncle Zhang to join us for the pig-killing feast?"

Uncle Zhang is the one from the hospital ward; he’s been seeing Lun Jing more and more, and they seem to be getting along well. Asking this today was also to gauge how far their relationship has developed, wasn’t it?

Lun Jing shook her head, leisurely rubbing and spreading hand cream onto her hands, and while admiring the softness of her skin, she casually said, "Why would I bring him? He has his own children. The New Year is approaching, he should stay with his own family."

Lun Chuan turned his head, sensing something amiss in her words!

But then Lun Jing turned around and said, "You! You’re a single dog yourself, and here you are worrying about me."

"I’m not stupid. According to what you young people say, my divorce was just the other day! Now I’m just having a dalliance, dating."

The cream on her hands couldn’t absorb instantly, so she kept looking at it and continued rubbing her hands with delight, sounding perfectly content:

"Let me tell you, Zhang Jianrong is quite a decent person. Dating him feels very considerate. We have meals, watch movies whenever, just enjoying the company of someone with a like mind."

"But you see, when it comes to family, they always have to think about the children."

He has a son and a daughter. Can you imagine how they’d feel, seeing their dad who’s been single for years suddenly dating someone? They might worry he’s being targeted for his salary, house, residence registration, and such...

Lun Jing snorted, "I seldom talk about my affairs. We date outside, but I gather his children are quite wary."

In fact, it’s understandable. They haven’t discussed marriage yet; they mutually like each other and enjoy going hiking and taking outings to admire the scenery when they’re free.

This kind of behavior is all about sizing up and testing the waters when meeting, peppered with indirect speech and sarcastic undertones...

Upon hearing this, Lun Chuan frowned.

"No way." Men know men best. At that moment, he directly objected: "You might casually date anyone, but marrying this kind of person is not okay."

Their children have their own families, and the old man hasn’t even confirmed anything solid with his new relationship, yet that attitude shows the family’s values are quite questionable.

Furthermore—

"If Mr. Zhang is sincere, he should make his stance clear before any gatherings. If his children had any respect for him or he really stood his ground while speaking, you wouldn’t have faced such indignity."

"Mom, this guy’s no good."

Listen to this! A moment ago it was Uncle Zhang; now it’s just Mr. Zhang!

"Oh dear, my silly son!"

Lun Jing laughed: "You’re in your thirties and still so naive? Where in the world is there a perfect person? Everybody has their own self-interests in life, don’t they?"

"Besides, do you really think your mom is someone who can be wronged? I gave them an earful back then and just left—even though my son scrutinizes other people’s family traditions, I’m not one to mind my manners."

What did she say at the time?

Anyways, after hearing another pointed remark and seeing Mr. Zhang’s apologetic look, she put down her chopsticks and also made a pointed comment:

"What now? It’s true I’m friends with your father, but who said you have to question things so thoroughly before making friends? If it’s like this, do you think I’m desperate for friends?"

"Moreover, you siblings shouldn’t look so sour. We split the bill at meals. Sometimes he treats, but if you think I’m taking advantage of him, fine, tally up this meal too and give me the bill."

With that, Lun Jing started to boast again: "After I spoke, I didn’t even give them a glance, just grabbed my purse and left."

Thinking back on it at night, she felt incredibly cool!