Her Cultivation Diary

The New Year's Day joy filled the courtyard of the Song Family in this special way.

Song Sancheng was invited by the villagers to accompany guests both at noon and in the evening. When he returned home tipsy at sunset, he boasted cheerfully:

"Tantan, our family is fortunate because of you. Everyone praised us at the meal today."

"And Qiaoqiao—come on, let Dad take a look at my son... Such a handsome young man! So incredibly smart!"

He's straightforward, and since inviting villagers to accompany guests is common, he didn't feel any change in how people viewed their family.

But now Song Youde has become picky, not quite impressed with others' good wine and dishes, and managed to bring his grown son home sober.

As he rubbed his hands by the stove, he sighed:

"In the future, in this village, our family won't be afraid of being bullied or wronged."

Song Tan gently smiled and made them honey water: "Of course."

Grandma didn't pay any attention to the men's chatter but sighed and turned to worry about something else:

"Tantan, Xiao Lun lives so far away. If you two start a family, where will you live?"

Grandma also pondered: "Yes, in terms of education, vision, and opportunities, it would definitely be better for the child to study in the Imperial City."

"But Tantan enjoys such freedom at home... Tantan, I don't think Xiaolun will be living in a cramped place in the Imperial City. Would you consider going with him?"

For young people in love, a boy is willing to do anything. But starting a family is different; let's not mention the many parents who frequently change school districts for their children's sake!

But Song Tan laughed: "Why must we get married?"

Everyone was stunned by this remark.

The atmosphere in the room turned slightly silent, but then she interrupted: "We're just dating, you all worry too much. Since Lun Chuan is coming over tomorrow, why don't we think about making some dishes?"

Oh my!

That's quite an important matter too.

Xiaolun isn't an outsider, but we can't be too casual! Grandma decisively said: "Qiaoqiao, what are you planning to make tomorrow? Should Grandma give you a hand?"

Qiaoqiao felt pleased: "I knew Brother Lun Chuan was coming, Seventh Uncle told me to plan the meals every day!"

He said mysteriously: "I'm not telling you, and I don't need Grandma's help either."

Seeing his proud expression, Song Tan couldn't help but poke him: "Do you need help with lighting the fire?"

Qiaoqiao immediately hesitated.

There are three stoves, and he can't manage without someone to tend the fire.

"Besides, it's not just your Brother Lu Chuan coming tomorrow; Uncle, Aunt's family, and Aunt are all coming. Should we invite Doctor Guo too?"

"Now count how many people there will be. Do you need help?"

Qiaoqiao counted on his fingers, one, two, three, four...

"Twenty!" he was shocked: "So many people! My dishes won't be enough!"

He couldn't sit still any longer and quickly stood up to check the fridge.

But as they pondered, Wu Lan and Song Sancheng couldn't stay idle either.

This year has been busy, and they've loosely gathered during the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival. Finally, they have time during the New Year, so hosting casually wouldn't be appropriate!

Song Sancheng quickly stood up:

"I'll go to the cellar to get some wine."

Wu Lan quickly said: "Take a basket with you; I'll go with you and bring up some vegetables from the cellar too."

Grandma hesitated: "I'll go check if there are enough ripe vegetables in the greenhouse to serve."

Song Tan responded: "Grandpa, you can go too, and see if there are any ripe watermelons or strawberries."

If there aren't enough, she would put in extra effort overnight.

Parents' happiness is simple. When relatives praise and enjoy the food, and the hospitality is good, it easily brings about a sense of fulfillment in their humble hearts.

As for Xiaolun...

Tomorrow morning, she'll go to Riverside Beach to get a couple of buckets of milk and let Lun Chuan make a cake.

...

Meanwhile, at the high-speed train station, Lun Chuan asked Lun Jing once more: "Mom, are you really not going?"

Lun Jing was full of distress: "No, no, no! I've told you so many times, don't ask me again, or I'll really go!"

"As Tan Tan's boyfriend, it's your first visit this year. I'm not going; you need to make a good impression. Otherwise, what's the point of me always being there?"

She sacrificed a lot for her son.

But thinking about the boutique hotel construction starting in the spring... oh dear, once they start building, it wouldn't be right for her, the owner, not to oversee it, right?

There's plenty of time.

She gritted her teeth, urging Lun Chuan to get off: "Hurry into the station, it's late at night and so many people are on the road. I need to hurry back to rest. I've got to watch a movie tomorrow."