Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2246: Chapter 1890: Maybe No Children (3)

Moreover, the smarter a person is, the more they understand, and the more they know the difficulties and challenges of raising children.

He doesn’t have the courage to take on another life.

He’s even seen many successful individuals, regardless of how much money they spend on tutors or various educational methods. But a child’s innate temperament, if it can’t be changed, won’t change.

His career and the life he’s currently enjoying, along with Song Tan with whom he is mentally in perfect harmony, are truly what bring him inner peace.

So when Wu Lan brought up having children, the two of them laughed it off and changed the subject.

But now there’s Daoist Qingyun...

Song Tan looked up and exchanged a glance with the still slightly annoyed Daoist in the rearview mirror, suddenly laughing:

"Daoist, about us not having children, would you kindly help us come up with something to tell our two moms?"

This time, she was extremely gracious: "If you can smooth things over, feel free to make any requests you have."

Daoist Qingyun immediately covered his forehead: "Oh dear, why am I suddenly feeling sleepy?"

...

Regardless of whether he feels sleepy or not, they’ve arrived at Yunqiao Village.

The rain is pouring down heavily.

Song Tan drove the car directly into the courtyard, stopping just under the eaves, and Lun Chuan got out first with the two Daoists:

"It’s already seven or eight o’clock, you two must be hungry. Let’s eat first, and then settle in afterwards."

A sizzling sound came from the kitchen, and the pungent smell of green peppers frying filled the air, catching them off guard, making Daoist Qingyun sneeze hard before quickly nodding:

"Alright, alright, alright."

Despite the sharp smell, it’s quite appetizing, and he can handle spicy food!

Daoist Wuwei hadn’t even gotten a chance to say his refined and profound words before he was ushered in and directly seated.

And looking at the table, to show extra respect, instead of the usual four large stainless steel bowls regardless of who visits, there are now seven smaller stainless steel bowls crowded together on the table!

Wu Lan enthusiastically explained:

"The last dish is green pepper scrambled eggs. The green peppers we’ve grown this year are so spicy, that if we don’t cook them last, the taste lingers in the pan for quite a while. Come, let’s eat first."

Cooked quickly over high heat, the dishes were served especially fast.

The two were still hesitating slightly when the last dish, fragrant and green, dotted with yellow eggs, was already brought over by Seventh Uncle.

Thus, the whole table was filled to the brim.

Everyone barely had time to introduce themselves, just eagerly handed cups, plates, bowls, and chopsticks to the two Daoists: "Quick, have a taste, have a taste!"

Daoist Qingyun originally had some words to say, and Daoist Wuwei had some polite phrases to exchange.

But now, with the aroma of hot gourmet dishes mixed together, in the cool air-conditioned room, all they could see were these dishes.

What are they waiting for? Pick up the chopsticks first!

As for the problems discussed in the car, later! We’ll talk about it next time!

The table was filled with murmurs and sounds of admiration.

If the Daoists weren’t desperately trying to maintain their mystical presence, they might have eaten without lifting their heads.

Meanwhile, Wu Lan was heard saying:

"Luckily there was a downpour, otherwise quite a few villagers would have come over to see the Daoists, insisting on catching a glimpse."

You’d think, after a journey by car and switching to high-speed trains, it’s exhausting! And it’s not appropriate to directly chase people away. With the rain falling, seeing the raindrops, they worried about the delay and hurried back home.

Lun Chuan also nodded: "This journey really was tiring, the Master should pick an auspicious day and adjust his condition."

Daoist Wuwei quickly lowered his head guiltily.

"So there’s no rush to look at the land. But Auntie can inform the villagers that the Master said as long as no photos or videos are taken, interested folks can join for a listen when he’s looking at the land."

Really?!

Wu Lan heard from novels that during fortune-telling, only wealthy and influential people patiently wait nearby. There’s never a crowd of villagers listening in.

Now, seeing the Master so approachable, she couldn’t help but beam with joy:

"I’ll tell everyone right now."

She now holds significant influence in the village group!

Meanwhile, she spoke to Song Tan:

"Tantan, call Xiaoyang and Qiaoqiao, tell them to quickly come over."

Yang’s family is wealthy, not sure if the rich have any taboos about land viewing. But Qiaoqiao, she still wants the Master to say a few reassuring words.

"Alright, alright," Song Tan quickly assured: "I’ll message them now. If they can make it quickly, they’ll be home by tomorrow."

Everyone was chatting away, with Seventh Uncle keen on making an impression, he too warmly laughed:

"Master, do my culinary skills suit your taste?"

"Even if not, it doesn’t matter. I’ve been a chef all my life, familiar with all kinds of cuisines. Just tell me what you want to eat!"

"However, the place to stay is a few steps from here, so I’ll need to trouble you to come over personally."

What? Daoist Qingyun was taken aback: "I’m not staying here?"

Feeling quite disappointed.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he sensed a rich and unusual atmosphere here, and was quite pleased!

Alas!

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