Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2277: Chapter 1904: Playing Both Sides

Wu Lan promptly accepted Lun Jing’s invitation.

She loves going out shopping with Mrs. Xiaolun; she’s got great taste, talks beautifully, helps pick out clothes, and teaches her how to dress... all the makeup at home was arranged with her help.

Even adjusting the beauty filters on the video app was something Mrs. Xiaolun taught her.

For these nuances, expecting the men in the family, or even Tantan, who’s too lazy to wear a dress, to help is just like blowing out a candle with your behind.

But before that, she still has something important to figure out: the Daoist Master has been around for several days, looking at the land and examining the employees, but their Tantan hasn’t been checked yet!

Can’t say she hasn’t been looked at; last time at the dinner table, it was mentioned that everyone in the family has good fortune. But she faintly remembers Daoist Qingyun saying that everyone has good fortune?

She’s asked, but being muddled isn’t great, she wants to understand clearly.

Coincidentally, the Daoist Master is leisurely wandering around the village again.

She doesn’t know that the two of them haven’t even digested lunch, and their bellies are filled with two large cups of milk tea with green barley, but seeing the Daoist Master wandering over, staring at the green long pumpkins by the wall blankly, she quickly asked:

"Daoist Master, do you want to eat pumpkin?"

"Oh, you’re really eating! These pumpkins are really tender at this time; you take them back, cut into strips, and stir-fry them lightly; they’re fresh and sweet!"

Daoist Qingyun originally wanted to explain: he feels these pumpkins grow particularly well at Lao Song’s place.

But what would words matter at that moment? Just a brisk nod: "Eat!"

Well then, eat.

Wu Lan quickly asked, "If you have nothing going on, do you want some fried soybeans? I’ll get us some."

Fried soybeans, huh?

They both discreetly touched their bellies. The tummy should be sloshing with liquid by now, but a little dry snack won’t hurt, right?

But, this time, they have to take it slow, eat leisurely.

The soybeans were brought up, the watermelon was cut, along with freshly shelled chestnuts.

Though the flavor is somewhere between mature richness and tender chestnut sweetness, not particularly excellent, eating them felt more remarkable.

All these are laid out before them while Wu Lan looks intently, her intentions quite clear.

Daoist Qingyun: ...

Well, might as well write the intention across the face. This is a big boss’s home; how could he not look?

At this point, he lets out a long sigh:

"Shanxin, your family is blessed, so there are things I don’t want to say too plainly."

"In life, it is rare to be confused."

This saying is truly clouded in mystery.

But if everything’s truly good, why would Daoist Qingyun sigh?

Wu Lan suddenly gets tense: "Daoist Master, please speak frankly."

Daoist Qingyun steadies his gaze at her, then suddenly bursts into a smile:

"Shanxin, I always say, the blessings in one’s life are constant. Do you believe that or not?"

Of course, Wu Lan nodded fiercely.

"Then you must understand, the miraculous survival of your son, and your daughter’s escape from a critical car accident, these are indeed the blessings given by heaven."

Yes.

Wu Lan recalls how Qiaoqiao almost drowned in a pond as a child, which terrified her, leaving her unwilling to let the child out of her sight.

Last year, when Tantan returned, she didn’t mention it, and the family assumed it was just a minor bump somewhere.

But browsing the video app, she stumbled upon clips of the provincial highway bridge accident.

Little Lun was caught in the footage from afar; though his face was unclear, in such a dangerous scene, with the car explosion throwing a massive fire wave, she distinctly saw the car door being blown open and rolling over onto people.

She stumbled across it late at night, almost causing her heart to stop from fright.

But the next day, with dark circles under her eyes, looking at Tantan, she found her to be just as normal as when she came back, energetic and planning steadily.

Even the small scar on the back of her head rapidly disappeared.

Yet this incident has remained lodged in her mind.

She always took it as immense fortune, repeating silently countless times.

Until meeting Lun Chuan.

She knew, when the car exploded, Little Lun shielded her daughter.

Upon first meeting, he was still so handsome, his skin flawless, yet the scars winding from his temple, behind the ears, neck, down layered under the clothing could not help but make her heart tremble.

Now, being specifically pointed out by Daoist Qingyun, Wu Lan’s heart couldn’t help but leap.

She became a bit anxious.

"Daoist Master, didn’t you say our family carries rare longevity signs?"

Tantan survived such a severe accident, and talk of blessings being constant, and surviving precarity... now she was panicking and regretting having come to ask.

But Daoist Qingyun shook his head: "Your daughter, her fate includes a calamity. Even regarding initial fate, neither she nor Lu Shanxin could have been intact."

"Yet presently, life continues, and destiny decrees, bestowed with heavenly bond."

"Do you think this is good or not?"

Of course it’s good.

Wu Lan took a deep breath, her gaze, at that moment, firmed:

"Daoist Master, if there’s any bad consequence to pay, just tell me! As long as the kids can live, nothing else matters."

No matter how poor and hard it gets!

She’s a mother, sometimes a mother’s heart is complex, it seeks children to repay with dignity and prosperity.

But sometimes it’s simple, just wanting them alive is enough.

Indeed, even not wishing for health or happiness, just existence, for existence grants all hope.

And Daoist Qingyun sighed deeply—what sin!

Tomorrow must ask Shanxin to stew two old ducks, otherwise, the mental ordeal faced would be for nothing.

At this point, as he summarised his words and smoothed his beard, he also maintained a highly serious expression.

"The consequence is, your children will not have the fate to have children."

The living room fell silent.

Daoist Wuwei sat beside Daoist Qingyun, equally lowering brows and remained unmoved.

Wu Lan glanced at him, then him, shortly after her shoulders suddenly dropped, and then tears emerged in her eyes:

"Scared me to death..."

She hurriedly grabbed a tissue, wiping her face indiscriminately, while sniffling, yet embarrassedly and relievedly laughing:

"Daoist Master, you scared me... I thought the children would suffer tremendous hardship."

"No child fate means no child fate. We’ve reached the age where we long for grandchildren, but those are distant dreams; how are they more essential compared to the siblings being healthy?"

She’s already at the age where she sees others’ grandchildren and can’t move forward, but no matter how much she likes them, they’re others’ children; what’s it to do with her?

That which came from her belly are only these two.

As long as Tantan and Qiaoqiao are well, the rest is just empty talk.

It’s just unfair to Xiaolun, and Xiaolun’s mom. Her daughter can’t bear children, thus she’s hindering those people?

But...

But Tantan and Xiaolun are so fond of each other! If she speaks outright, would Xiaolun accept it? Would Xiaolun’s mom accept it?

What mother-in-law can accept a daughter-in-law unable to bear children?

As she wipes her tears, she plans to bring along the card she’s been saving money on tomorrow—

No other intention, just that Lun Jing is so young and pretty, she plans to buy a set of gold jewelry for her to dress up with.

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