Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2215: Chapter 1880: Interested in Becoming an Official? (Part 2)

Huh? Professor Song was taken aback: "Who are you talking about?"

Who else could it be? Teacher Tang rolled her eyes at him: "Song Tan, didn’t you notice?"

Professor Song truly hadn’t noticed.

The only comforting thing for him on this visit to the village was that Song Tan, who had a knack for farming, was in control in her love relationship, even after falling in love. This put his mind at ease.

As for how he could tell...

Oh, he’s seen plenty of young couples get so overwhelmed by emotions that they laugh and cry over a word from each other, some even glued to their phones 24/7.

But Song Tan?

She’s busy playing with cats and dogs in the village, wandering all over the place. Actually, it’s more like Lun Chuan is the clingy one.

Many people don’t want to admit it, but even in deeply loving young couples, there’s always an unspoken hierarchy.

But with Song Tan...

Professor Song felt a surge of satisfaction!

Because Xiaolun, though not much of a talker normally, had his heart and eyes all centered on Song Tan. It was actually Tantan, being carefree and unconventional...

It’s good.

As for having kids, Professor Song held the thought: "There’s no pressure; having one or two is fine. And if they like farming, when they grow up, maybe I can even say a few things."

He had a health physician and figured he could live up to eighty or ninety without issue.

Teacher Tang was speechless.

Just mentioned Song Tan didn’t want kids, yet here he is thinking about their kids growing up and farming.

Tsk!

A lifetime in the fields and furrows requires faith and passion; who can persist without it?

This old thing just wants the kids to suffer.

She felt there was nothing to talk about with him and simply turned away, joining the women’s group again.

At this moment, her attention shifted to Zhang Hong, who was still energetically chatting in the middle of the field with the couple, and suddenly asked, "Zhang Hong, young sister."

"Hey!" Aunt Zhang Hong responded crisply.

She knew this Teacher Tang was a famous professor at the university! Being called "young sister" by her made her heart bubble with pride:

"Teacher Tang, if you have any comments, don’t hold back, just say it."

Teacher Tang had no comments.

The times that were seen, compared to this, the scale of this matchmaking event was truly insignificant.

But in terms of the nature and entertainment of this activity, as well as the visible high success rate, even she couldn’t find anything to critique.

That’s exactly why she was prompted to make this suggestion: "Your Yunqiao Village, you have a female committee member, don’t you?"

Ah?

The topic jumped so quickly, everyone was momentarily stunned. It was Wu Lan who hesitantly said, "Yes, yes, right?"

Isn’t it supposed to have one, but who exactly? Oh, this village...

The name was on the tip of her tongue, but she just couldn’t call it out.

Teacher Tang understood. Even someone as outgoing as Wu Lan was at a loss for her name, suggesting the person hadn’t really done anything noticeable in the village.

If that’s the case, it made her proposal even more sincere: "Zhang Hong, have you ever considered becoming the female committee member of Yunqiao Village?"

The law clearly states that the village committee must have a female member. Though she wasn’t clear on the political makeup of Yunqiao Village, there should be 1 or 2.

Around, a sudden silence.

Wu Lan, Seventh Grandma, and even Aunt Zhang Hong were in a daze.

Aunt Zhang Hong pointed at herself: "Huh? Me?"

She didn’t even know what a committee member was supposed to do.

Yet Teacher Tang kept smiling: "Think boldly, you’re registered in the village, always settled here, and can coordinate even unfamiliar matters like matchmaking; coordinating anything in the village would be a piece of cake for you!"

"No," Aunt Zhang Hong waved her hands repeatedly, "What would a committee member coordinate family affairs for? I’ve lived in the village all these years, and I’ve never seen them coordinate anything. What’s there to coordinate?"

Teacher Tang didn’t argue, just asked: "Don’t you want to be an official?"

Aunt Zhang Hong choked up, instinctively wanting to laugh it off and explain that she’d never thought of it that way.

But for some reason, words stuck in her chest like a deer’s stampede, her hands trembling, and she had to clench her fists.

She didn’t speak for a while. She looked at Wu Lan, who was looking back at her in surprise; but unbeknownst to her, Aunt Zhang Hong could see a hint of expectation on her face.

Looking at Seventh Grandma, this little old lady who every day cooked and sorted vegetables at Lao Song’s house, doing small chores to the best of her ability, wandering around the village morning and evening.

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