Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 990 - 970. Is your last name Yun?

Chapter 990: 970. Is your last name Yun?

Yunyun arrived quickly.

She was wearing a countryside-style red down jacket with lace details, her hair pinned up with clips, her dark skin dusted with foundation, brows drawn and eyes lined—clearly passionate about spicing up her everyday life.

And what she never let go of was her portable phone stand and smartphone.

At this moment, seeing Wu Lan, she showed no trace of awkwardness and naturally handed over a bag of radishes: "Auntie, those radish seedlings Old Zheng took from your family earlier have grown. I tasted them and they’re especially good. I’ve been meaning to thank you for a while. Old Zheng insisted it wasn’t necessary to make a fuss, saying he’d lend a hand if there’s anything you need... Anyway, here, since we benefitted from you, I brought some along for you to try!"

When Wu Lan didn’t reach for the bag, Yunyun pushed the red plastic bag further, saying, "They’re sweet! Just peel them and eat them raw—they’re delicious!"

Faced with someone like this, what could Wu Lan say? She happily took the radishes, but still muttered, "Your Old Zheng has helped us with work before too. Those radish seedlings—other villagers have them as well. There’s no need to be so polite..."

She held back the urge to comment, "Your Old Zheng is already forty-one or forty-two this year, and you calling me ’Auntie’ makes me sound ancient..." But when she looked at Yunyun—though her skin was dark, there was a youthful energy radiating from her—Wu Lan decided to keep her thoughts unsaid.

Yunyun, unaware of Wu Lan’s silent grumbling, looked expectantly at her: "Auntie... if there’s nothing else, I’m heading over to the pasture later to livestream. Is there anything I should be mindful of?"

Wu Lan thought for a bit: "Not much... Just don’t go near the cows and sheep if there’s no one to guide you. They’re playful and might scare you."

Not just Yunyun—just the other day, Uncle Song Tan was cleaning the sheep pen, and a few lambs were bouncing around behind him, teaming up to bump into him!

No malice, no real force behind it—it was just play! Fun! But Uncle was still annoyed, grumbling over dinner that he definitely needed to be more careful next time, otherwise, if he ended up falling into a pile of sheep dung, how humiliating would that be!

Yunyun responded with an "Mm": "I know. We see yaks around when we pass by the meadows back home, so I get it."

Talking about this reminded Wu Lan of something important, and she couldn’t resist pretending to casually inquire, "You’ve been married and living here for years now without going back. Is everything okay back home?"

Yunyun didn’t seem to mind. She had a naturally outspoken personality, never shying away from sharing family matters. If anything, she wished she could blast them through a megaphone for the whole country to hear. She puckered her lips as she replied:

"What’s there to go back for? Over there, folks like my parents who demand dowries for their girls—they’re just selling their daughters. I came with Old Zheng voluntarily and negotiated my own price first through a matchmaker."

"If I’d waited for my parents to negotiate, it wouldn’t have been less than 180,000. I wouldn’t have been able to live a decent life."

"My younger sister called recently to say she got a university scholarship that was enough to repay her student loan. I have two younger siblings who haven’t reached the age to ’sell’ yet, so for now, life back home is manageable."

She spoke lightly, but the actual struggles hidden within her words could only be understood by those who had lived them firsthand. Wu Lan’s curiosity subsided, and she sighed quietly before saying:

"At least your sister got into university and earned a scholarship. She’ll have a bright future ahead."

But her casual remark sparked a reaction. Yunyun frowned and said, "She’s already twenty, and there are two younger ones still growing..."

Twenty, not married yet, and still attending school—it was thanks to Yunyun sweet-talking her parents back then, claiming that such education would fetch a higher dowry, potentially adding up to an extra ten grand.

Yet not long after she finished persuading them, she herself accepted a cheaper "deal" and left without looking back... Her parents must still be nursing their grievances...

At this thought, her mood for livestreaming faded. She turned to Wu Lan with a warm smile and said, "Auntie, my sister’s prettier than me. If there’s a suitable young man in the village, can you introduce them?"

Wu Lan thought, even at twenty, she’s still a kid—why rush to find someone? But considering Yunyun’s family situation...

She sighed: "Alright, I’ll keep an eye out!"

Yunyun smiled, about to say something, when a few unfamiliar faces walked over from one side of the yard. Among them, a well-groomed individual glanced at her, then froze, as if recognizing her.

Yunyun froze as well, and the other person exclaimed, "Are you from Yunqiao Village? Your eyes are so beautiful."

Yunyun wasn’t shy, easily responding with a bold smile: "Right? I think my eyes are my best feature. Everyone in our family has these big eyes."

Hearing this, the other person’s expression shifted subtly: "Then... is your last name Yun?"

Yunyun was taken aback.

She was about to ask further when Song Tan’s voice rang out from the other side of the yard, "Reporter Yu, come check how we should pack this cabbage!"

Reporter?

Her frown deepened. But looking around, everyone in the yard seemed busy, so Yunyun didn’t want to interrupt. Holding her phone, she headed toward the pasture.

Once she left, the atmosphere in Lao Song’s yard eased up.

Yu Yan looked irritated: "Why do I talk so fast? The moment I get curious, I start asking questions—such bad habits!"

Wu Lan asked nervously, "What’s wrong? Is it true that Yunyun’s sister got in trouble? What should we do? She won’t find out, will she?"

Yu Yan sighed: "Not exactly trouble... Actually, it’s more like a good thing. But it’s their family’s business—it’s not something that should come out of my mouth. Ugh!"

"You didn’t really say much..." Wu Lan tried to comfort her.

"But I asked if her last name was Yun! From the look in her eyes, it seemed like she realized something."

...

Meanwhile, as Yunyun trudged toward the pasture, she seemed to have sensed something. She hesitated for a long time, holding her phone, before finally dialing a number—

The video call wasn’t picked up.

She checked the call history—over a month’s worth of video calls had gone unanswered.

Soon, a message came through: "Sis, I’m in the library."

Yunyun had never been to college, but her sister Yun Duo had explained before that university libraries were places where everyone studied, almost like attending class, so phone calls weren’t allowed.

Normally, she wouldn’t insist, but this time, gritting her teeth, she dialed again:

"Beep—beep—"

After a long pause, the call was finally answered:

"Sis, I told you I’m in the library. I can’t talk right now."

Yunyun instinctively wanted to hang up but then remembered something: "Well, couldn’t you just step out of the library? In those novels I’ve been reading lately, the school bullies always kiss their girlfriends inside the library!"

The other end of the line instantly fell silent.

Yunyun stuck to the point: "And you—you don’t have to play innocent. Do you think I don’t know what’s going on? Even the reporter brought it up to me!"

On the other side, Yun Duo remained unruffled: "Sis, what nonsense are you talking about? With our family’s situation, what could possibly attract the attention of a reporter?"

"I’ve told you before—don’t waste your time reading those books. A lot of them are just made-up nonsense."