Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2283: Chapter 1908: Lay Disciples

After it was all out in the open, the relationship between the two families improved by leaps and bounds.

It was good before, too, but there was a slight formality to it. Now they’re truly as close as can be, completely as one family!

Every so often, you’d hear Lun Jing call Song Tan or Lun Chuan over to help out with something. She would casually ride her e-bike over to join Wu Lan, picking beans while watching TV.

Picking bitter gourd seeds while watching TV...

The two even planned a trip! Just the two of them, without anyone else! Flying here and there, visiting every place they want!

In summary, even Song Tan was bewildered: just a few days ago, they were crying their hearts out, but now they’re full of vigor, almost showing off their happiness to everyone.

Wu Lan even thought of buying a car!

To be honest, she got her driver’s license more smoothly than Song Sancheng, but she always complained that buying a car was a hassle. There were already two cars at home, and including Xiaolun’s, they had three cars—how could there be a lack of vehicles?

She bought one, and Lun Jing bought one too.

The two of them went to the city to shop for the whole day, and by that night announced they’d pick up their cars in three days.

Song Tan: ...

The purchase was pretty flamboyant; ignoring all performance details, they just had to have well-known brands.

One is a blue-and-white emblem, the other a three-pronged star.

Lao Song’s family: ...

And what can be said about this? Song Tan and Lun Chuan, helpless, had to quickly add more funds to their mother’s wallet.

Unbeknownst to them, the two mothers were also gossiping behind their backs: "These young ones don’t understand. People live in this world, willing or not, in others’ mouths. Now the two have a good relationship and think having no kids is fine, but when they’re in their thirties or forties and still childless, no matter how much money, villagers will talk behind their backs."

When people gossip, can it be anything good? They might come up to them, claiming to have good intentions, introducing some folk method for having children...

No matter how carefree one is, it wouldn’t feel great, right?

Wu Lan and Lun Jing previously felt it’s better not to flaunt their wealth, believing that in their friendly village, being vague about it was good enough.

But whether you have money or not, people will criticize. Appearing modest might even make people think you’re easy to push around, and then they’ll ridicule you openly.

So why not show off our good fortune?

Look! My family is not only wealthy but also healthy and blessed. Being a bit arrogant might make people jealous, and when it comes to not having kids, our wealth makes it reasonable to have a bad temper.

If they keep chattering, don’t blame us for snapping back!

Their thoughts eventually reached Song Tan and Lun Chuan.

What’s there to do?

As long as you two are happy.

But Song Tan laughed: "What people say is also a form of cultivation. If Xiaolun can keep a good attitude and not fear others’ words, that’s a good thing too."

Then she comforted, "Mom, you can tell them that Xiaolun and I are pursuing the Tao with Daoist Qingyun. He’s so capable, and he doesn’t have kids; do you see anyone pitying him?"

The villagers had never thought of it this way, that an accomplished person could be in this solitary state.

Huh?

The two mothers lit up.

But soon shook their heads: "If they study for ten years or so, what if the villagers come for fortune-telling and they can’t do it? Besides, they can’t eat beef, how unfortunate."

Our family’s beef is super tasty.

Song Tan chuckled, "Mom, do you know what an excuse is? If that doesn’t work, just say we’re lay disciples."

Whether staying home or going out, the identity is ultimately self-defined.

In 10 years, Song Tan could guarantee the local economy would thrive, and even if the villagers gossiped, no one would dare to say anything to her face anymore.

Once the couple is financially stable, immersing themselves in cultivation would be quite good.

...

The family chatted for ages, and Daoist Qingyun was the last to hear the news.

It was dinner time, and on the table was a big pot of aromatic beef bone soup. He and Daoist Wuwei were drooling, forced to awkwardly redirect their chopsticks, internally feeling quite wistful.

Then he heard he had two new lay disciples.

He suddenly leaned back: "Who? I’m taking disciples? Me?"

Three Pure Ones above!

Though he hadn’t seen any specific opportunity for them, given Yunqiao Village’s environment, those disciples weren’t qualified for him to accept.

Song Tan grinned, "We’re both adults now, so we read Taoist Scriptures ourselves without needing your guidance. But disciples serving their master is a must, so we’ll arrange a villa for you and senior brother on that plot of land."

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