Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 610 - Chapter 610 610. Qiaoqiaos Idea_1

Chapter 610: 610. Qiaoqiao’s Idea_1 Chapter 610: 610. Qiaoqiao’s Idea_1 Everyone remained silent, just looking at Qiaoqiao.

He still had the well-behaved buzz cut, dark thick eyebrows, and snow-white skin, and his especially long eyelashes made him look even more focused and innocent when he gazed at people.

Combined with his usual kind, carefree, and optimistic demeanor, there was no one who wouldn’t like the spirit he radiated.

So, even though the family had long thought about raising cattle and sheep, no one ever brought it up.

Thus, when Qiaoqiao said such a thing, everyone was particularly shocked.

However, Qiaoqiao was completely oblivious and instead continued, saying,

“Anyway, everyone has to die, and I will die too. It’s just better if it doesn’t hurt. Sister, remember to be gentle when you kill, it can’t hurt too much.”

“If it hurts too much, they will cry.”

Song Tan didn’t know why, but she felt a pain in her heart.

The Spiritual Energy here was insufficient, and none of her family members had spiritual roots. She had never thought that they would all achieve eternal life, living as long as heavens.

After all, she would always stay here, to protect everything.

But even though she was so open-minded about this, upon hearing Qiaoqiao’s words, even Qi Lin’s eyes turned red in an instant. Yan Ran had already started shedding tears, and she herself couldn’t explain why.

Wiping her tears in a flustered manner, she laughed and cried at the same time, “Qiaoqiao, why are you so good…?”

Qiaoqiao, who walked ahead, knew nothing, merely sighing like an adult,

“But Sister, can you not eat the young ones, and wait until they’re old?”

“That way, they can be a bit happier, and when they leave, you can be gentle, and I think it won’t hurt as much.”

Behind him, Song Tan also gradually smiled.

She said softly, “Okay, I will be very gentle, and I won’t let them feel any pain.”

Turning her head, she asked Qi Lin, “You guys should know where to find good calves, right? Beef cattle, yellow cattle, water buffalo, or even dairy cows, I’m not picky.”

Qi Lin hadn’t yet recovered from the shock he just experienced, and now he was again stunned by Song Tan’s decisiveness.

Is it really happening this fast?

…

Basket after basket of corn was loaded onto the tricycle, and Song Tan, with a swing of her long legs, sat up on it, only to have Yan Ran grab the handlebars,

“Let me try!”

She wore a straw hat, looking at Song Tan with anticipation.

Song Tan: …

With someone driving, isn’t it better? She quickly got off, “Go ahead!”

Thus, the little tricycle hummed along, with Song Tan sitting in the back, her mood as if singing and spilling over.

But when she got home, she saw Secretary Xiaozu gobbling down a bowl of porridge with one hand and a pumpkin bun with the other. Upon seeing Song Tan’s return, she quickly finished the bun in a few bites and then complained,

“How come the liquor was opened while I was gone for just a few days?!”

It was so frustrating; she had only gone to attend a meeting for a few days, only to come back and hear that Seventh Uncle got drunk last night, and she was utterly flabbergasted!

Liquor, oh liquor!

She knew about brewing sorghum liquor!

How come the liquor was opened just when she was out, how could they do this?!

Song Tan also felt regretful and said, “Yeah, it just so happened to coincide. What can I do about it?”

Secretary Xiaozu: …

If you hadn’t spoken in that tone, I would still believe you.

After she finished the remaining porridge, she sighed, “It’s all in vain that I went to the city to inquire about your subsidy and even handled the procedures for Jinhe River Bay. To think that in the end, steaming the liquor didn’t include me, and neither did drinking it… ”

“What are you saying!”

Song Tan spoke with earnestness, “How could we not wait for you? My grandfather regards you like a granddaughter, is there anything in the house that doesn’t involve you?”

“Don’t worry!” she waved grandly, “Qiaoqiao, go to my room and get the half bottle left from yesterday!”

Then he turned to Secretary Xiaozu, whose eyes were bulging, “Originally, I had two pounds set aside for you, but last night they got smashed and cracked open another bottle… So now, there’s only a bottle and a half left, don’t hold it against me!”

“I’m not holding anything against you, not at all!!!”

Secretary Xiaozu shook her head frantically, then suddenly felt embarrassed and folded her hands behind her back, putting on an air:

“Isn’t this inappropriate? Isn’t this bribery? I am a cadre, after all. How about this, give me a price, I’ll do a transfer to you.”

Song Tan also said with a giggly smile, “As a cadre, my home-brewed liquor isn’t certified for sale, you can’t be breaking the law now, can you!”

Secretary Xiaozu: A lapse in judgement! Forgot about that!

“Besides,” Song Tan continued to pacify her, “you’re one of our family members, and everyone in the family gets a share, so it’s only right for you to have one too.”

Secretary Xiaozu was filled with satisfaction, her heart blossoming with joy–she too enjoyed a few drinks, so how could she not be thrilled to see good liquor?

But she had indeed been spending too much money lately, and seeing the endless stream of goodies from Song Tan’s house, she pondered and realized she could only rely on her grandfathers to replenish her little treasury!

Having decided that…

“Do you have any extra?” She gave a knowing look, “Tobacco and liquor, can’t buy those outside, I’ll trade you for them!”

This kind of tobacco and liquor wasn’t necessary for personal consumption, but it could be more valuable than her own stuff when it came to gifting.

Plus, it wouldn’t knock you out like a pig!

Song Tan took the liquor that Qiaoqiao brought down, then looked at the several big guys bustling around the courtyard and called out loudly:

“Qiaoqiao, see that, drinking can cause trouble!”

Qiaoqiao was clueless but knew that several people had not gotten up today, so he nodded heavily, “Mhm!”

The pretenders in the courtyard: …

Forget it, who else sleeps for ten plus hours after a couple of drinks?

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So…

Song Tan smiled sincerely at Secretary Xiaozu:

“No need for talk about trading among sisters, it’s all about the sentiment–tell you what, there’s still over ten pounds left at home, and they don’t plan to drink it, so I’ll spare you ten pounds!”

A group of big guys with ears perked up: …

Please nooooo!!!

Touched, Secretary Xiaozu responded sincerely, “Don’t worry, I have many grandfathers, I’m sure to pry something good from them! But don’t rush it, let’s take our time.”

First, she’d send two bottles to her grandfather, beg poverty to shave off some of his retirement funds!

Once he got a taste and bragged about it, then the other grandfathers would start to…ahem, look after her, their non-blood granddaughter!

From then on, it would be one bottle at a time!

Good things come from careful planning; always give the impression that it’s a major feat to spare even one bottle, that’s the way to ensure longevity!

Secretary Xiaozu was very experienced by now.

The two exchanged glances, understanding each other perfectly.

Not until the corn came tumbling down, filling the ground, did everyone snap back to reality: “Come on, let’s husk the corn.”

Song Tan quickly instructed, “Keep the tender ones for boiling at noon, those that are neither too soft nor too hard for roasting. And let’s peel and dry the old ones.”

Aunt Lianhua asked, “Tantan, are we not hanging these up?”

To hang them up, you’d need to peel the corn, leaving a few thin layers, tie them in pairs, and if there’s enough you could alternate and create a long chain to hang from the beams or elsewhere.

But…

“With the sun so strong, and space outside, let’s just peel them and dry them right away.”

That way, it’ll be more convenient to strip the kernels later, and they’ll be easier to store.

Seventh Uncle came out for a stroll and couldn’t help but pick a few:

“I’ll stew some ribs tonight, let’s have corn and rib soup.”