Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 966 - 948. Old Pigeon

Chapter 966: 948. Old Pigeon

Wu Lan was actually talking about a serious matter.

After all, the end of the year is approaching, and those who went out to work are soon to return one after another. When the population increases, with several bachelors standing around in the house, regardless of gender, won’t everyone start worrying and asking questions?

As for why they’re so enthusiastic... there’s no particular reason, that’s just how the country is.

Letting the two youngsters know in advance will also prevent them from being embarrassingly unprepared when the time comes.

Song Tan laughed heartily on the side. Just looking at her temperament, one could believe she practiced immortal cultivation in her past life!

However, the boomerang quickly comes back: "And you!"

Wu Lan glared at her: "What nonsense were you telling your Aunt Zhang Hong this summer? Something about bringing a bunch of people over for matchmaking..."

Song Tan was shocked: "She really brought them? We can still gather so many young locals around our ten miles and eight villages!"

Come quickly—ah no, there’s no work now, don’t come, don’t come.

Wu Lan became even more frustrated: "She asked a while ago, now that our family has more land to cultivate, if we need workers next year, should we pay her for bringing people from out of town as an intermediary?"

Song Tan was greatly astonished: "Aunt Zhang is now acting as a reverse intermediary?"

There were also such intermediaries in their village, but they only came back to the village once during the New Year and mid-year, then recruited a group of people to go to various factories... Those who started early indeed made quite a bit of money.

"That’s really clever..." she sighed.

And indeed, they might actually need it next year, but now is clearly not the time to discuss it, so Song Tan quickly changed the subject:

"Mom, have you picked a good date?"

"What good date... pah pah pah!" Wu Lan glanced at her again: "A good date for everyone! The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is January 10th, do you think it works for you guys?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that’s perfect!" There’s no specific tradition of eating Laba porridge in their locality; to be precise, the custom of eating dumplings for the New Year isn’t that firm either. It’s mainly about individual preferences—eat whatever you like.

Therefore, choosing Laba to do the pig slaughter was very smoothly accepted by everyone because during that time the rush for spring festival travel tickets isn’t that fierce, and the highways aren’t too congested.

But Secretary Xiaozu wandered over, heard this, and suddenly wondered: "Aren’t we getting the day off for the New Year’s Eve this year? The Spring Festival tickets should be easy to buy, right?"

Everyone: !!!

Wu Lan immediately got angry: "How can there be a New Year’s Eve without a holiday? Nowadays, kids work so hard, and parents at home hardly dare to complain. They look forward to the holidays all year to gather truly without pretense... and now you’re saying there are no holidays?!"

Secretary Xiaozu hurriedly poured her water: "Days off will be adjusted! Adjusted... Besides, Auntie, no one in your family is actually working a formal job, right?"

It’s her who gets the days off around the Spring Festival, after all!

Wu Lan realized—true that!

She instantly calmed down, then asked: "Secretary Xiaozu, are you sure your grandpa is bringing ten people?"

What could Secretary Xiaozu say? She tactfully replied, "Grandpa only has five, the other five are their family members."

"Oh oh oh..." Wu Lan seemingly understood but not really, and then she became very happy: "That’s just enough to fill one table. We’ll add an extra stool for you to sit with them and tell them not to be shy!"

Qiaoqiao listened quietly, while Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, who had just dodged a bullet, wished to stay mute, and Song Tan hesitated:

"Do you think, should I invite that uncle who was in charge of the retired service dogs adoption?"

We’ve got a larger place now, they’ve got room for more dogs, no harm in having more.

Secretary Xiaozu and Teacher Tang just sighed: "How come you never think politically at all... You could formally invite the previous owners of the four adopted retired service dogs, and also explain the situation to the person in charge over there..."

Whether the dog is living well and happily, others may not know, but would the owners who raised them not know?

Once they know and spread the word, the next time someone adopts, whether it’s the public or the authorities, won’t there be a clear reason for it?

Song Tan, expressionless: "Do you know that some people would buy my pork for 1000 yuan per jin?" More people means more pork, and she’s not short on money now, it’s not that she’s not willing to...

Alright, it’s that she’s not willing to, after all, there are only five pigs slaughtered!

But just a few days have passed, and the original list of recipients has been added to again and again!

Huh?

The previously sighing Secretary Xiaozu immediately said subconsciously: "Then hurry up and get the permit, and get me 100 jin for starters, you know, there are many elders in my family."

After saying that, she realized and quickly added: "Ah, it’s just this tough year, but look, isn’t our family’s place getting bigger? Won’t there be enough space for the pigs? Come on, I’m here today specifically to take you to the neighboring Village Department to sign the contract... Once you sign it today, it’ll become effective, and you can start your work accordingly."

Alright then!

However, the neighboring village was also constructing roads, so neither of them drove, but instead called Qiaoqiao:

"Let’s go! Ride your Daduo, I’m taking you to see your mountain—make sure you wear your hat properly, yeah!"

The three-wheel motorbike is truly a rural artifact!

...

Meanwhile, in Ning City, the gossipmonger Zhu Xin was chattering away to everyone when suddenly he saw a leader standing at the edge of the field, waving at him.

He was stunned and also gaped a big smile, waving back.

"..."

It was only when his colleagues couldn’t stand it anymore and pushed him: "Hurry up, the leader is calling you! What are you smiling foolishly for?"

As Zhu Xin walked away, his colleagues let out a sigh of relief: "How come his mouth still hasn’t taken a break?"

Really, even his iron brothers can’t stand it, his girlfriend must really love him a lot to endure!

Over here, Zhu Xin followed the leader into the office, where the latter said amicably: "I heard that the family in Yun City who adopted four retired dogs was being followed up by you?"

When this topic came up, Zhu Xin got excited:

"Yes, that’s me! Leader, you’ve heard about it too? Oh my, have you bought anything from their house lately? I’m not bragging, but no wonder they wanted to adopt four dogs all at once, they have so many treasures at home!

"Even their fermented soybeans are exceptional! My mom, my girlfriend, and her family, now they savor every single bean daily, it’s so treasured!

"And the dogs from our team, they live such an incredible life! I saw with my own eyes how they prepare their secret recipe dog food at home, adding who knows how many good ingredients..."

"What’s more! They’re going to slaughter pigs for the New Year, oh my, I can’t even imagine how delicious that pork must be! Does that mean our dogs will get a huge pile of meaty bones? My gosh, being a dog is so blissful..."

Leader: ...

Now he understands the relieved expressions on the faces of his subordinates when he decided to personally inquire into the matter.

Why did Xiaozhu join their firefighting team in the first place? Wasn’t it good being an emcee? And how come he’s never seen him perform at their annual fellowship events?

While he pondered this, he couldn’t help but ask, to which Zhu Xin replied with an embarrassed smile:

"My mom said emcees are composed, but I’m too noisy, like a rattle, not suitable..."