Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2253: Chapter 1894: Qiaoqiao Is Back (2)

When she just returned from working, her dear mother at home would only be willing to cook her some fish and stew some meat.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Right as she was murmuring, looking for sauce and eyeing the cake, Qiaoqiao rushed down from upstairs like a whirlwind:

"Sis, are the clothes in my wardrobe bought by Brother Lun Chuan?"

That surely wasn’t purchased by Song Tan.

She nodded, and indeed saw Qiaoqiao proudly tugging at the hem of his clothes:

"Xiaoyang said among people he knows, I look best in pink, right? Right?"

Song Tan looked at him seriously.

Honestly, Qiaoqiao does look pretty good in pink, youthful and vibrant, without seeming too delicate.

The only downside is that Qiaoqiao has tanned a bit from being outside, so the pink beauty has faded just a bit.

The family hasn’t seen him in a long time, and now they’re praising him like Granny Jia praising Baoyu.

Luckily, Teacher Tang still has some sense, and offered a serious critique at this moment:

"Qiaoqiao, I remember you had a green one before, didn’t you? Maybe you should wear that green one instead, since you haven’t gotten back to being fair-skinned, green looks better than pink."

"Really?"

Qiaoqiao wasn’t upset, instead, he seriously checked himself out in the mirror again, then turned and thumped upstairs, tirelessly putting on the green:

"Does it look better?"

"Yes, it does."

Now it’s Song Tan’s turn to speak.

Their family’s aesthetic is quite ordinary, but fortunately, with Lun Chuan saving their fashion sense, most clothes, shoes, and socks are all his responsibility. As long as they don’t creatively mismatch outfits, there’s not much problem.

Just look at Qiaoqiao with a filter—it’s Teacher Tang who knew best!

This green really does look better.

Having done so, Qiaoqiao contentedly dashed back upstairs: "Then I’ll go tell Xiaoyang to find him a green one too; he’s dark as well."

Crowd: ...

Qiao Bao, Xiaoyang’s darkness isn’t the same thing as yours!

Teacher Tang quickly shouted from behind: "Don’t find him a green one, find him a gray one!"

These young guys, none of them has a partner yet, but they’re starting to care about their appearance.

...

When the two came downstairs, the house was full of lively concern, a table full of delicacies.

Yang Zhengxi gulped down a long-missed milk tea, sweet-talked Lun Jing, who came specially to see Qiaoqiao:

"Auntie, you don’t know how much I wanted to drink this milk tea at home, yet couldn’t get any. The tea shops just don’t compare! I say, besides the good milk, Auntie, you’re getting really really good at making these now..."

He charmed Lun Jing until she was all smiles, and she didn’t forget to remind Wu Lan before leaving:

"Since the kids are here, ask Xiaoyang, will his family be willing to let him take a look too? What does the master say then?"

Wu Lan also agrees, Qiaoqiao being this big, Xiaoyang is the first friend willing to stay with him for a month, so Lao Song’s family must treat him earnestly!

Though the master only briefly mentioned it. As for exactly when and how to look, nothing was said yet.

No hurry.

But Lun Jing did hear that the master checked all the employees on the mountain, so there’s no reason for obedient Qiaoqiao to not be worth a few words, right?

...

The master was whispering with his disciple.

Of course, the two walked with an air of divine grace and the elder had kind brows and soft eyes, with a gentle smile. The younger one’s face was serious, brows slightly furrowed.

Their low murmurs seemed to be about some incredible Daoist skill.

The Daoist skill goes as follows:

"Master!!! I personally heard that the boss slaughtered a sheep this morning, fresh, freshly slaughtered!"

The master was very pleased: "Then we can eat it at noon?"

"No, no, I’ve looked up how to prepare fresh lamb, and online it says to rest it at low temperature for 12 hours–but since the boss’ most valued brother has returned, we should be able to have it tonight."

"Good good!"

Daoist Qingyun was extremely satisfied and whispered again, reminding: "Stroll to the mountain in the afternoon, if anyone offers you food, don’t eat it yet."

In short, keep your stomach empty!

Daoist Wuwei nodded fiercely: "Master, don’t worry, someone gave us two cucumbers this morning and I still have them in our hotel fridge."

Cucumbers! Cucumber’s fragrance is enticing and delicious.

Clearly not hungry, yet Daoist Qingyun was feeling a bit eager again.

He looked at villagers who occasionally would look over with anticipation on both sides of the road, and also each employee on the mountain who wanted to come over and have a chat.

Alas!

The skills shouldn’t be casually shared!

If he keeps proactively offering to look at this or that, it really affects his image.

But without saying something first, would anyone willingly pick two tomatoes for him?

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