Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1133 - 1109. Tomorrow’s Plan

Five whole pigs, even though the guests ate some at noon, the remaining pork to be processed was still astounding.

As the guests left one by one, Wu Lan got everyone bustling with work, freezing what needed to be frozen, cutting what needed to be cut, curing what needed to be cured.

Seventh Uncle and the others were also tired from a day’s work, so the dinner was rather simple, with a few big pots on the table, all filled with stews of mixed ingredients.

But in the deep winter, eating these tender and braised kill-the-pig dishes, that was heavenly with rice! At least Qin Yun and He Kuang were moved to tears, feeling utterly satisfied.

Wuwuwu, it’s hard to imagine how unlucky they were to miss such a feast at noon!

Even Song Sancheng sighed, "Ah, it still tastes best when we eat with our own family!"

He was so busy at noon, he felt like he just stuffed his stomach without really savoring the food, constantly greeting guests...

"By the way, Tantan, those two big bosses who ordered from us wanted to stay for dinner but you didn’t agree, won’t they have any complaints?"

He was referring to the all-inclusive Boss Chang and the produce vendor Old Zhao.

Boss Chang had rushed over from Shan City, arriving just in time for the meal, so he didn’t bother with pleasantries and just dug into the food...

After eating, he didn’t want to leave and pestered Song Tan repeatedly to buy pork, from direct purchase to whole pigs, then to half sides, eventually settling on 50 pounds...

But alas, Song Tan was like stainless steel, ultimately only giving him a big pig’s head out of goodwill.

Even so, Boss Chang left reluctantly, constantly looking back, insisting his shop didn’t require much of his worry, wanting to stay for a couple of days...

Yet Song Tan just sighed tactfully, "With so many guests at home, we can’t host properly. If you want to stay, there’s a dorm on the mountain you can stay at, but you’ll have to eat in the canteen for a few days..."

Before he could finish, Boss Chang knowingly and sensibly made his way back.

Of course, before leaving, he managed to find Master Jiang, repeatedly urging him not to hide any good stuff, insisting he’d pay more than others for it!

For instance, the liquor he tasted at the table, just one sip, and he could tell it was extraordinary... Why keep it so tightly hidden when you can’t sell or even "give" it away?

In normal times, Boss Chang’s sincerity might have swayed Lao Song’s family, but today was just too crowded and busy, everyone was too occupied to chit-chat with him, forcing him to leave ahead of time with a grudge.

As for Old Zhao?

There’s no need to say much, just cutting him a piece of pork butt, with his realistic self-assessment, Old Zhao left promptly.

Anyway, he lives nearby, and any business can be discussed anytime, but seeing the hustle today, he didn’t want to be an inconsiderate partner.

Unlike Boss Chang, who still wanted to cling and pester.

Humph!

The two bosses, whose businesses were quite different, exchanged glances, each looking down on the other.

And facing Song Sancheng’s concern, Song Tan shook her head, "No worries, Dad, I’ve already said we’re not selling these... Besides, today’s really busy, we’ll touch base if there’s any interest later on."

"That’s good," Song Sancheng said, relieved, then awkwardly apologized to Lun Jing, Lun Chuan, and the others, "Today was so hectic, we invited you to have fun, but didn’t entertain you well, and even had you working quite a bit... so sorry..."

He said it sincerely, because, not just Lun Chuan lifting and moving around the yard busily all morning, even Lun Jing was from early morning washing and tidying up in the kitchen...

Song Sancheng still remembered how when she got off the car, she was in a beautiful long down jacket, with curled hair, all dressed up exquisitely.

Now...

Ahem.

The old cotton-padded jacket Lun Jing was wearing, and the old sleeves tied around her arms, all belonged to their family.

It was indeed a bit embarrassing to have invited a lifesaver to become a helping hand in their home.

But Lun Jing found it very interesting.

It’s not that she wasn’t tired from working all day, but this kind of tiredness clearly had a positive feedback far beyond what was given.

Whether it was the delicious food, the warmth of Lao Song’s family, or her son’s future matters...

Each of these was worth her putting in more effort!

Moreover, the fatigue was only for a day or two, and she had heard quite some interesting gossip while being with everyone today.

Wasn’t this much better than hearing those ladies fighting over some small old man in the dance team?

Speaking of this, she glanced at Song Tan again.

Song Tan’s grandmother’s words still echoed in her ears, and looking at this girl, the more she saw, the more she liked. Yet she had to suppress her own thoughts...

Oh, how hard this was!

Her mouth couldn’t help but curl upwards, and even her son couldn’t resist glancing repeatedly at the dining table, so Lun Jing scooped up a spoonful of soup, soaked it into the rice, and then shoveled it into her mouth—

So tasty! So delicious!

What was it she was about to say just now?

She paused, touched her full belly:

"Sister-in-law, we can clean up the rest of the pork intestines tonight. If we’re free tomorrow, let Xiaochuan drive us to the urban area for a stroll, pick out some new clothes for you."

This hit Wu Lan’s sweet spot!

She’d been busy all year, and if it weren’t for taking a picture with the leader, she wouldn’t have remembered that she didn’t have any decent clothing.

They didn’t buy clothes before because there was no need, and the family conditions were tight.

But now, even their daughter can earn money, why not spend it!

She nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, I’ve been thinking about it too, afraid of taking up Xiaochuan’s time—Xiaochuan, are you free tomorrow?"

Lun Chuan paused and then nodded, "Tomorrow’s fine, I have nothing."

Since he needed to lift and move things and do a bit of work, he had to pause his training regimen, so he should be able to finish his updates before 9 in the morning.

It wouldn’t interfere with shopping.

Though for him, writing another Chapter might have been preferable.

But... seeing Song Tan’s expectant look, along with Wu Lan’s endless struggle to choose clothes today, he could only nod.

Also, glancing at Qin Yunhe and He Kuang: "You two..."

"We won’t go," Qin Yun cautiously said, "We still have some work..."

To be precise, they wanted to sleep in, and having them tag along with someone else’s family shopping felt quite awkward.

Only Song Sancheng was eager, "Now that we’re going to the urban area, why not check out some cars tomorrow? I think Lun Chuan’s car is quite good, he should know well, right?"

Song Tan: ...

"Alright, alright!" she reluctantly said, "Buy! We’ll buy before the year ends, so you can hopefully drive a new car by the New Year."

Her dad had his driver’s license for a while, driving his pickup truck around whenever he had the time, skidding and practicing, now he could manage driving.

His long-cherished wish was finally about to echo back, and Song Sancheng was practically infused with joy:

"Alright! Tomorrow we’ll go have a look! I haven’t decided which model to choose yet, I’ll research it more tonight..."

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