Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2252: Chapter 1894: Qiaoqiao Is Back

Song Tan intended to say something, but upon a closer look at Yang Zhengxi—

Oh dear!

Is this a vacation? It seems he participated in another half month-long outdoor training! He’s even three shades darker than Qiaoqiao.

He was already thinner and shorter, and now with the darkness, he appears even thinner and smaller.

Will you never grow taller, Xiaoyang?

But upon pondering their vacation activities, today they drove farm machinery at one farm, tomorrow they harvested new products at another farm, and the day after, they will experiment with this process and that process...

During which Qiaoqiao’s live streams were teased by fans:

Truly agricultural live streaming.

Of course, it wasn’t for nothing; at least, fans received a solid 1000 quilts.

Fans feedback saying, carrying them back from the depot in the sweltering heat was almost like suffering a heat stroke.

And there’s that rich kid who bought the farm machinery and wrote a long essay online, meticulously discussing the process of buying machinery and subsequent services, etc., making the big group sound like a blooming flower.

As if somehow, it inadvertently spurred a small spike in sales of other small-scale farm machinery under the group’s brands.

Though the amount isn’t much, and it’s mostly individual purchases, such niche industry single customer sales can’t be compared to other industries!

In short, if Song Tan hadn’t repeatedly told his family not to be polite, Mr. Yang would have had Qiaoqiao bring the red envelopes back already.

Thinking of this, Song Tan didn’t mind the child’s mess, reaching out to touch Qiaoqiao’s face: "Dark and rough... why is there so much sweat?"

She hurriedly withdrew her hand.

Qiaoqiao even tried to rub his face into her palm, but missed and looked at his sister with an accusing gaze, then tugged at his clothes to sniff—

"It stinks!"

Could it not stink?

Xiaoyang lamented: "Qiaoqiao wanted to bring some specialties, so we specifically went to the farm, but the car broke down..."

The two brought a bunch of items onto the farm’s bus, filled with people who had done a day of physical work!

That smell!

He pulled at his collar and sniffed again: Thankfully, though he himself was pungent, he didn’t smell anything from Qiaoqiao beside him. So, on the plane, he wouldn’t affect others too much.

With Song Tan’s sensitivity, Xiaoyang thought that after all their running around, the wind scatter of air, they must have become marinated.

Now that it’s come to this, it’s better to hurry and take a shower.

The two guys rushed back, while Song Tan caught Qiaoqiao’s collar: "Wait!"

"What Xiaoyang said about the big guy or whatever, don’t listen to that. Men’s masculinity isn’t expressed like that."

Qiaoqiao nodded obediently: "Okay."

After a pause, he whispered: "Sister, I understand! To be like Hero Hongmao, that’s what masculinity is. Xiaoyang hasn’t watched it, can’t blame him."

Who?

Hero Hongmao?

Lun Chuan reminded: "Hongmao Lantu Seven Heroes, the animation you gave him."

Oh, oh, oh, Song Tan remembered!

Therefore, she too ruffled Qiaoqiao’s damp hair and praised: "I knew our Qiao Bao is the best!"

Well, her hand was already sweaty, a bit more wouldn’t hurt.

Qiaoqiao oblivious to adults, basking in sister’s affection, nodded repeatedly: "Then I’m going to take a shower too!"

...

Qiaoqiao’s return made the household atmosphere completely different.

Seventh Uncle blissfully enjoying air conditioning while pouring ice into the pot:

"Tantan, tell Qiaoqiao, today I’m making him an ice-boiled lamb! To see if our local lamb meat is fresh!"

Seventh Grandma hummed at him: "Isn’t it pointless to try? How can our lamb meat not be delicious?"

Seventh Uncle ignored her.

After a while, he said again: "Where’s the chive sauce made before? Tantan, you take it out and try it. Our family doesn’t really like this, but smell-wise, this year’s chive smells good, who knows if Qiaoqiao likes it."

Song Tan sighed: "Seventh Uncle, the lamb was just slaughtered, still resting at low temperature. We won’t be eating it until it’s dark, why are you fussing now?"

Seventh Uncle rattled the ice in the pot embarrassedly, refusing to admit his old age misstep, just confidently saying:

"Can’t I boil water?"

Everyone snickered.

However, he wasn’t the only one doting on the kids.

After a while, Seventh Grandma spoke again:

"Tantan, Qiaoqiao working outside has gotten so dark, must be exhausted too. Didn’t Xiaolun make some cake for you, something with lemon baba, take a piece for him to try."

Song Tan:...

He’s been out playing for half a month, he was tanned and tired willingly and happily, he wasn’t working outside for half a month!

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