Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1178 - 1152. Spoiled, right?

Secretary Xiaozu didn’t hide anything, but Song Tan kept shaking his head: "You’re not being honest!"

"Elder Mr. Li talks tough, but he’s soft-hearted, and his son has this kind of attitude. Not to mention renting the house for 500 a month, we wouldn’t rent it even if it was free!"

Lun Chuan wants to open a guesthouse, not worried about losing a few hundred on rent, but once millions are invested and the old and young disturb the peace over there...

It’s not just a guesthouse, even the Southern Heavenly Gate would get messed up! Who would cover the few million investments then?

Secretary Xiaozu showed her several pictures next: "But look, in our village, his family’s house is nestled in a mountain valley, convenient for planning around. Though the house isn’t big, the homestead has space."

"Including the woodland, it’s all his, can be contracted for transformation."

Song Tan sensed she had more to say, took another look at Lun Chuan, and saw him frowning, obviously hesitating.

Song Tan elbowed Secretary Xiaozu: "You’re one of us, why are you being so vague!"

Secretary Xiaozu cleared her throat and said seriously: "What do you mean ’one of us,’ I’m working for the villagers’ interest... the homestead can only be transferred within the village, it’s pretty troublesome."

Indeed, it’s troublesome.

Not only do you need a fellow villager, but the transferor also needs another homestead or housing, and must have village collective agreement, while the transferee must not have a homestead...

Stacked with various conditions, if not, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun wouldn’t have gone through such twists and turns to buy a house.

But...

Song Tan suddenly realized: "This is really bad! I don’t even have a homestead!" free𝑤ebnovel.com

Not only did she not have a homestead when she was born, the village was still rigid about gender, so much woodland and land weren’t apportioned to women.

When her family house was built back then, it was a rebuild of the old courtyard and didn’t expand much in area, only the yard got much bigger.

Lun Chuan looked over, seemingly realizing something, hesitated a bit: "Actually, it’s not necessary to have this house..."

"Why not!" Song Tan pointed to the Tea Mountain behind the valley: "Our family’s tea is in high demand, this place has over ten acres, at 100 per acre, Secretary Xiaozu, please ask if they’re willing to transfer."

Renovation has to be done gradually, but having the land, other things aren’t urgent.

Secretary Xiaozu thought: "Tea Mountain isn’t barren, a hundred per acre is low... but they haven’t managed it for many years, the tea’s gone wild, this price... should work."

Song Tan thought for a moment and added: "Grandpa Li did give Dahuang to us. It’s leading the herd now, the cows in the pasture are all guided by it, not causing trouble. Just for this, if the old man wants to live in a shack, let him, we can’t stop him from enduring hardships."

"But when spring comes, the guesthouse is built, I’ll have him check the Tea Mountain, five hundred a month."

Secretary Xiaozu didn’t say anything.

She looked at Song Tan and couldn’t help but laugh: "It really has to be you! With money, it’s easy to get things done... Alright! I won’t say thank you, for sure this price can be negotiated!"

This isn’t Song Tan having money to burn, rather it’s her careful thoughtfulness.

The Tea Mountain’s low price, Old Man Li’s son won’t get much. But Old Man Li has food, leaving no room for criticism.

As the village secretary, she is obligated to settle village elders. But if they refuse to be clear-headed, she’s in a tough spot.

Now an old Tea Mountain fills the son’s craving, and when spring comes the guesthouse is built, Old Man Li gets a basic wage to keep an eye on tourists not venturing up the mountain...

Pretty good, quite comprehensive.

Plus, villagers are good at sticking together, if Lun Chuan contracts the Tea Mountain, they’re bound to protect their own.

But Lao Song’s family is evidently leading everyone to prosperity; even if Old Man Li’s son is a troublemaker, see whose interests the villagers protect!

In a brief moment, she thought of many things, finally looking again at the old homestead: "Eight hundred per square meter, certificate says 275 square meters... two hundred twenty thousand including the homestead, if you want it, I’ll negotiate."

Now Song Tan isn’t the impoverished Song Tan from spring, splitting six thousand to spend. She didn’t blink at twenty-two thousand: "Negotiate."

Then she turned to Lun Chuan: "Rent to you, five hundred a month unchanged, you refurbish it yourself."

To be honest, Lun Chuan was a little shocked.

He always thought Song Tan had a straightforward and generous personality, bold and direct, with good taste. But after two days he realized, sometimes she’s more meticulous than him.

With just a few words now, she solved several people’s troubles with a double-edged solution, not even needing much thought...

She really is something!

Lun Chuan feels he can perceive many people’s emotions and manage a lot of things, but the ability to adapt spontaneously and blend into rural community dynamics, he lacks.

Now looking at Song Tan again, she seems entirely different, making his heart unknowingly flutter like a budding deer.

Secretary Xiaozu looked at his piercing gaze and thought, I’m quite remarkable too, but why does no one notice me...

Tsk, the stench of romance really can push people aside.

Yet Lun Jing didn’t think too much, she even took a moment to process this matter, now exclaiming with delight:

"Tantan, you’re so capable! Rest assured, Aunt will definitely tidy your house beautifully! Then we’ll create a few jobs in the village... Secretary Zhu, this is all Tantan’s achievement!"

Secretary Xiaozu: ...

Yes, yes, it’s all Tantan’s, I’m just a mere mediator, what status do I have? As long as the investors are happy.

Then Lun Jing sighed: "Too bad this more than twenty thousand will probably go to that son."

"There’s no choice in this matter either." Secretary Xiaozu said objectively: "We can control many things, but not people’s unwillingness to wake up, nor their parental affection..."

Saying this, she couldn’t help but rant: "What’s going on? When I was first transferred here, I heard all around that Yunqiao Village’s families support their daughters’ schooling, encouraging college, thinking the culture was great!"

"But after a year, counting like this, three... cough," she glanced at Song Tan: "Four sons turned unfilial! And blatantly, it’s unreasonable?"

To know, most villagers care about face, even if unfilial, it’s rare to be so openly displayed.

But just such a village, from Song Dafang to Zhang Wang’s family, then Aunt Lianhua’s husband, and Old Man Li’s son...

Four families!

Making her want to ask, is the village’s feng shui off?

Song Tan actually hadn’t noticed, but Wu Lan thought it over —

"They’re just spoiled."

"Our village’s ancestors were relocated due to floods, at that time there were few kids, and the village inevitably pampered them. Later, not sure if fleeing hardship left weak bodies, village families had few kids..."

Wu Lan counted several families: "Look, most have no more than three kids at most. To know in our generation, even if unable to eat fully, having five, six, seven, eight kids in a family was normal."

"But in our village, Tantan’s grandparents’ generation, truly had few kids."

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