Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1121 - 1097. Why?

There was quite a bit of pushing and shoving, everyone had their own opinions on where to stand.

Song Tan was too lazy to participate, and casually picked up a dry chestnut—the drying process left it too dehydrated, you could hear the chestnut rattling inside the shell when shaken. No wonder there were more than a dozen left on the plate; who could possibly eat these?

She cracked the shell and tried to casually peel off the brown soft skin that stubbornly clung to the top. Failing that, she decided to eat it as it was.

But when she turned her head, she noticed Lun Chuan beside her furrowing his brow, which caught her off guard:

"You want to eat too? Here, take it!"

Lun Chuan was stunned, then hesitantly reached out for the chestnut. Seeing it still with a layer of brown skin, he paused and patiently tried to peel it off...

He couldn’t succeed either.

After all, the chestnut meat was dried along with the skin; peeling it off was wishful thinking.

He wasn’t in a hurry. He went to find a disposable bowl, threw the chestnut into it, and soaked it in half a bowl of hot water.

Then he pondered: "Those two people who came to procure, and Director Zhu’s family, it’s likely more than what they said, right?"

When there are a lot of people, you don’t notice it, only that this city official is exceptionally humble and low-key. However, during the photo session, neither dared to even touch the guy...

Song Tan had noticed too, but she was confident her family’s food wouldn’t offend anyone. Photo-taking was a minor issue, let them tussle it out themselves.

...

The host wasn’t in a hurry, so Lun Chuan naturally wasn’t either.

He turned and took the chestnut out of the steaming water, carefully trying to peel the soft skin off bit by bit again. Just halfway through peeling, Wu Lan enthusiastically called out to him:

"Lun Chuan, come, come, today you are the guest of honor! Join us for a photo!"

To be honest, if it weren’t for the city leader here, Lun Chuan and his mother would have been the guests of honor today!

Sadly, the young man didn’t drink at lunch, and none of the family could accompany him.

And there, the leader had been modestly dithering for so long that Wu Lan, with her beautifully made-up face, wanted to have a solo photo with Lun Chuan first.

The photographer was already present; taking a few more pictures wouldn’t hurt.

Lun Chuan: ...

He had thought they would put him with the crowd, but now he placed the peeled chestnut into Song Tan’s hand and quickly stepped forward with a suggestion—

"Aunt, there are many people today. If we squeeze into one photo, it won’t look good and won’t highlight anything important."

"How about you first take a group photo with Secretary Xiaozu and his family. Then, the two uncles over there—finally have a solo shot with our leader."

He sincerely proposed: "Not all photos need to be enlarged. Instead, make a photo wall or display stand with different sizes, it would look nicer at home, right?"

Wu Lan’s eyes lit up.

Song Sancheng was even more delighted, eagerly calling out: "Yes, yes, yes! Come, come, come! The old gentlemen are getting on in years, maybe we should take theirs first?"

Upon saying this, Cong Yun, Secretary Wang, and the city leader all breathed a sigh of relief.

Without any prompting, they quickly found their spots; the old gentlemen stood in the back row, and Wu Lan, Secretary Xiaozu, and Song Sancheng stood at the front, how nice!

The photographer also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Snap!"

The scene was captured perfectly.

Meanwhile, Song Tan was using her front teeth to grind away at the dry chestnut’s skin, and taking another look at Lun Chuan, who was still soaking chestnuts beside her, she couldn’t help but praise:

"Well, you’ve really got a knack! You’ll definitely be great at managing a household in the future!"

Lun Chuan had never received praise from this angle in his life, and at this moment, he thought for a bit and then nodded unpretentiously:

"That’s indeed the case."

...

The two of them stood in the courtyard looking at the scenery, while someone upstairs called down to them:

"Chuan Er! Chuan Er! Peel a couple of those chestnuts for me too!"

Qin Yun leaned on the railing of the terrace and looked down, speaking quietly: "Our stomachs are better now."

But saying that inevitably carried a tinge of regret.

It was only after drinking pig liver soup for half an hour that they confirmed they were better. But now, they couldn’t even roll a rice ball, so they had to settle for poking around with some dried pumpkin stalks and rice sticks.

Not that these were bad, but thinking about the pig slaughter feast at noon left them hungrier.

Meanwhile, Lun Chuan and Song Tan stood side by side, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, both looking radiant, enjoying flavorful food—Qin Yun couldn’t help but feel envious and bitter in his gut—

How can there be such perfect people!

Writing books earns him more, he looks better, and the returns from doing good deeds are so outstanding!

But they couldn’t stomach it; they lucked into a grand meal only to have upset stomachs... Now asking for chestnuts wasn’t about craving, purely to test brotherhood.

Song Tan looked up, her face gleaming in the sunlight, truly beautiful!

And Lun Chuan also raised his head, a baseball cap shading half his face, yet it couldn’t hide his mischief: "Can you even chew chestnuts? How much did the root canal treatment cost you last time?"

Those words were like whacking a mole, and Qin Yun instantly shrank back into silence.

Surely, whoever has experienced the perils of dentistry knows.

But instead, He Kuang was munching on rice sticks, his mouth nearly blistering without stopping, and he snickered:

"What makes you so cheeky? Expecting Chuan Er to peel chestnuts for you, hahaha..."

Qin Yun hummed: "He peeled them meticulously for Song Tan, and I am supposed to be a brother, how can he favor one over the other?"

Thinking it over, he suddenly chuckled evilly, leaned back onto the railing, aimed, and took a photo of the two standing below—a "snap"—sending it to Lun Jing:

"Aunt, look how well they match standing there!"

Lun Jing was just about to take pictures and saw the message, and her heart skipped a beat!

As Lun Chuan also stood beside her waiting for the photo, she hurriedly whispered:

"Xiaochuan, make sure you don’t date Tantan now!"

Before, she had been off track, feeling that her son was good enough that if he was with Tantan, she could openly stay here.

But while doing Wu Lan’s makeup, she realized—

Young people nowadays, who would want to have their mother-in-law around day in and day out before getting married? And what would it be like to stay here? Isn’t it taking advantage even before they were a family?

Thinking of this made Lun Jing emphasize nervously again: "Xiaochuan, you’re not that old, there’s no rush to find a partner, don’t rush into dating Tantan!"

Just then, Song Tan was nudged over to stand and Lun Jing immediately shut her mouth. Seeing Song Tan’s fair profile, she couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful—

Although there’s no rush to date yet, after some time together, after everyone adjusts, might it come to fruition?

Who knew just as this thought turned, she suddenly heard Qiaoqiao standing at the front curiously asking:

"Why?"

The young person had an especially pure gaze, asking an even purer question:

"Why aren’t the pretty brother and sister in a hurry to date?"

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