Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 709 - Chapter 709 701. Called you a blabbermouth_1

Chapter 709: 701. Called you a blabbermouth_1 Chapter 709: 701. Called you a blabbermouth_1 When Zhang Yanping returned to the courtyard, he saw everyone was carefully loading the flour-coated soybeans into the winnowing basket.

It didn’t look tiring at all!

He hurried forward, eager to help, but Wu Lan stopped him:

“Our hands are covered in flour; better for you not to get messy,” she said.

Zhang Yanping actually found this quite interesting and had already forgotten the dark side of beans, asking curiously:

“Are these supposed to be piled up together to ferment?”

Seventh Uncle shook his head, “No, they need to be dried out. We put them in the winnowing basket so they can easily be gathered at night.”

All that needed to be done was to carry the baskets back to the warehouse.

“That’s odd…” Zhang Yanping was puzzled: “I saw online that you need to ferment them first, to grow some kind of Aspergillus oryzae or something?”

Wang Xiaoshun laughed:

“What you’re talking about is for making watermelon sauce, which is wet and needs to ferment first. The bean paste I see Master Song making is drier, prepared to be covered with mugwort leaves; it needs dry beans.”

But Wang Xiaoshun was considerate, consoling him right away: “Don’t worry, we’ll start making the watermelon sauce tomorrow, and you’ll be able to learn everything then.”

Zhang Yanping: … When did I ask for more? When did I do that?

It wasn’t even five in the afternoon yet, and the ground felt hot even through thin-soled shoes. The flour-coated soybeans drying in the winnowing basket had noticeably lost all their surface moisture as the sky darkened.

Everyone, working in pairs, carried the baskets into the warehouse. The large warehouse was now so full there was barely any room left. They had to stack the baskets wherever they fit, almost running out of space to even walk.

Song Sancheng checked the situation and frowned, “I’ll see tomorrow if that carpenter is still at home. I’ll have him make some multi-tiered shelves quickly. We can’t keep stacking the winnowing baskets like this.”

Today they were preparing the bean paste, and more would be needed for the watermelon sauce tomorrow. They’d definitely need more winnowing baskets; they couldn’t run out of space.

Qiaoqiao was learning to make sauce and regretted she couldn’t teach the kids right away… But her sister was right, they’d learned a lot today. Their minds were slow; they couldn’t manage that much–one step at a time.

Tomorrow then.

When she came out again, she noticed that Daju, the big orange cat, was missing from the corner cat nest. The little orange kittens had found two dried soybeans on the ground, their playful pouncing and jumping around was a joy to watch.

Were soybeans really that fun?

She watched them for a while and couldn’t help wanting to join in the play.

But as an adult, wouldn’t it be a little childish to play with soybeans alongside kittens?

So after some thought, Qiaoqiao dashed out of the courtyard and picked a tall stalk of Foxtail Grass from the roadside.

The green, fluffy Foxtail Grass snaked and trembled in an S-shape on the cement, its faint friction sound attracting the kittens, who now abandoned the soybeans and got excited in an instant!

Some leapt from side to side; some got into an ambush position, with their heads down and their butts wiggling high in the air; and one was particularly naughty!

While cautiously stretching out a paw to touch the fuzzy grass, it also meowed with its tiny, milky voice!

The sound was so endearing that Qiaoqiao’s heart melted, and she quietly made a request to Song Tan, “Sister, I did a lot of work today. Can I sneak a kitten into my quilt tonight?”

Strictly speaking, there wasn’t really any problem.

The cats were dewormed. As for the dust they carried, if Qiaoqiao was willing to wash her sheets frequently, then it wasn’t an issue.

But today it was a cat; who knows if it had been in Datian by the pillow already? And what about the four dogs under the porch?

They were still recovering from injuries, but once they’re up and running, after a trip through Tian Ye looking adorable, would they get taken to bed too?

Thus, Song Tan nodded cautiously, “You can sneak one in, and I won’t tell Mom.”

“But there are four kittens, each so cute. Which one are you going to pick?”

Ah?

Qiaoqiao was at a loss too.

Originally, he wanted to take the softly meowing little cat into his bed, thinking it’d be really comfortable to sleep with it in his arms at night.

But now, looking at that one with its butt sticking out, pouncing on the foxtail grass, it seemed very lively and cute too!

And then there was the one that had just jumped up and accidentally planted its head on the ground…

So he started to panic–yeah, which one should he choose?

Song Tan urged him, “You better choose quickly, the kittens are all so cute. If you only choose one, won’t the other kittens feel sad and heartbroken?”

“Oh dear, maybe they’ll be sad and heartbroken and worry that the one you pick will be beaten at night… they definitely won’t be able to sleep with all the meowing.”

Don’t mention it, Daju really did have some secret deals with the squirrels.

Song Tan, who practiced at night, often saw them colluding.

However, since the mountain’s rats, snakes, and bugs were being consciously driven away by themselves, Daju would go to the fields to dig out field mice.

The squirrels would then dig their burrows…

One exterminating a clan, the other looting a house, they worked with extraordinary tacit understanding.

After much thought, it seemed that only Datian was really easy to deceive.

And the kittens in the yard, without their mother and attracted by various noises outside, meowing at night wasn’t very normal?

But Qiaoqiao didn’t know that.

He was just increasingly torn– he really wanted to bring a kitten back to his bed, but… but which one should he choose? How should he explain to the kittens so that they would know he wouldn’t hit them?

It wasn’t until Seventh Uncle urged him, “Qiaoqiao, aren’t you going up the mountain to help Master Qian?” that he snapped out of it.

When he looked at the time–

“Ah, it’s already after five o’clock!”

He quickly rode his colorful little tricycle, Daduo, and zoomed up the mountain.

The young woman who was helping out on the mountain was the same one who came with Zhai Xiao’e to apply for the job–yes, in the end, she was chosen.

Because she was truly efficient at work!

Despite wearing rings, bracelets, necklaces, putting on skirts, sandals, eyebrow pencil, and makeup, it didn’t affect her efficiency one bit!

Moreover, working in the summer heat was hard, and after asking several people, Wu Lan still found her the most satisfactory.

But she had some concerns in her heart until the other party took the initiative to say to Wu Lan, “Sis, the truth is, I came back to work this time because I want to find another man.”

Those words startled Wu Lan.

But then she added, “If you think I work neatly, I’ll keep polishing my skills during this time and also ask Master Qian…”

A whole construction period, all men in the team; surely she would be able to spot a good one, right?

How, how can she be so direct? Wu Lan hadn’t even reacted. Although Zhai Xiaofeng had indeed gotten divorced early on, didn’t she still have a daughter? To find another man…

“You better think this through!”

Wu Lan was truly trying to advise her out of concern, “Your daughter is already a teenager. If you find another man, you know this… this…”

She wanted to give some profound advice but felt it was inappropriate as the words reached her lips, so she had to put it delicately, “It’s inconvenient, isn’t it?”

Zhai Xiaofeng’s eyes reddened, “Sister! I understand what you mean. To be honest, it’s my daughter who wants me to find another man.”

“She said she could take the high school entrance exams this year. Anyway, her grades aren’t that great, and she will look for work after the exams end. She’ll come back to get her diploma after senior year.”

“It’s not that I can’t do it myself, it’s just… it’s just that my ex came back!”