Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 914 - 896. Aunt Lianhua’s House

Chapter 914: 896. Aunt Lianhua’s House

Grandma Tang’s arrival undoubtedly sent Lao Song’s family into an ecstatic frenzy.

Not to mention anything else, who would have thought that one day Qiaoqiao would learn things like Go and Chinese painting?

Professor Song was also chuckling: "This is great, this is great—when you left, I wondered why you insisted on taking so much stuff with you!"

He had been worried that Tang Shuang wouldn’t enjoy farming, wondering if she would get bored in the countryside. But now with Qiaoqiao as a student, how could she possibly be bored?

Only Song Tan sighed: "Oh dear, if we start studying, we’ll lose hands for the intern work at home—Dad, don’t worry about your car, you should take over feeding the pigs and ducks from Qiaoqiao first."

Feeding the dogs was out of the question; the dogs and cats were Qiaoqiao’s favorite treasures, with whom she had to bond every single day!

Song Sancheng widened his eyes: How come, how come he’s the only one getting hurt here! He was still hoping to find time to practice driving!

Grandma Tang also started laughing: "The road you’ve built is quite good. I was prepared for motion sickness after hearing from Old Song, but after getting off the high-speed train and hearing what people said, I didn’t need it at all."

Song Tan laughed: "It’s just been finished! It has not been open for more than three days! You came just at the right time, and now it takes less than fifty minutes to get to the urban area if you drive a bit faster, and it’s not bumpy at all!"

The drivers from Boss Chang’s place were especially happy these past two days when they drove over.

Previously, the road was bumpy and difficult to navigate, and later they even had to make a detour through the village next door, inching along for nearly two hours.

Now with the asphalt road open to traffic, driving at night feels incredibly smooth! The journey is shortened by an hour, which is crucial for the transportation of fresh goods.

Grandma Tang was also very pleased. She watched as Zhang Yanping was about to walk into the house with her luggage and gave Xiaozhang, who looked like a gangster, a look:

He really doesn’t seem like a scholar from a 211 university!

Meanwhile, she was also asking: "Why not just leave the luggage for now, haven’t you arranged dormitories for us? Is it convenient to go and have a look now?"

There’s nothing inconvenient about it, especially since it’s still early for mealtime! Aunt Lianhua, in particular, had been happily tidying up the house recently and was more than willing to show people the dormitory.

On the way, everyone was also asking: "Why haven’t Yan Ran and the others come over?"

Professor Song smiled cheerfully, downplaying it: "They had a senior fellow’s project that needed a few assistants, so he called them over to gain some experience."

In reality, Professor Song was worried that the young students would be overwhelmed by the delicious food at Lao Song’s family and that it might affect their future development.

After all, eating is important, but in today’s society, personal development is also a significant matter.

That’s why he specifically reviewed his students’ situations and chose suitable places to arrange for them to get a feel for the work environment and atmosphere they’ll encounter in their future careers.

Whether they like it or not is another matter, but they ought to have a reference and opportunities to choose from.

But Lao Song’s family didn’t know this. Wu Lan was still chuckling: "We’ve also arranged places for them to live, on the same floor as you all—though nobody’s living upstairs either. They can choose when they arrive, the only issue is that the space is a bit smaller."

Whether it’s 30 or 50-square meters, it doesn’t really matter. After all, although only a three-story building has been constructed, rural buildings don’t usually worry too much about land occupation; the total area is quite spacious!

Professor Song, however, was laughing: "Their graduate dormitories aren’t much bigger than this. Now that they’re working outside, they couldn’t even rent a place like this! It’s good enough to have a place to stay."

Indeed!

Song Tan thought that the cost of housing in Imperial City was enough to struggle with for a lifetime; if there was no dormitory at work, the bulk of one’s monthly expenses would probably be spent on rent.

She felt a slight regret: "With a job, it’s not convenient to take time off, right? Can they still come over for the pig slaughter during the Chinese New Year?"

Not to mention, Tai Xiaodong’s drones, Yan Ran’s camera, and Qi Lin’s post-production work... all quite useful!

As for agriculture... cough, there’s Professor Song to take the lead!

As they spoke, the group arrived at the lead building, which was the first one.

Professor Song often went up to the mountains and down to the fields, so he was quite fit. Walking half a day like this didn’t faze him. As for Grandma Tang, she was slightly short of breath, but as everyone was not walking fast, she adapted well.

Now, she looked spirited and admired the surrounding hilltops and the lush green vegetable leaves in the fields, and couldn’t help but sigh, "No wonder Old Song is so nostalgic... The air here in the mountains is truly different when you breathe it in."

Song Tan glanced at the water channel, where the spring was murmuring as it flowed, keeping a low profile despite her achievements and reputation.

After that, everyone entered the building.

No one was living in the building at the moment. After Old Xu handed over the building, only Aunt Lianhua would come by daily. Now she walked here, shy yet joyous: "My dorm is here too, would you like to have a look?"

Lao Song’s family members were quite surprised!

Aunt Lianhua was genuinely modest in her daily life, acting like someone with no demands, never taking the initiative to ask for anything for herself, just silently working hard. Now, even though it was just an invitation to visit her room, she must have spent a long time mustering the thought and courage!

Therefore, Song Tan made a quick decision: "Of course! I was worried that 20 square meters wouldn’t be enough for you, Aunt Lianhua, and you’d be inconvenienced!"

"It’s enough, enough!"

While speaking, Aunt Lianhua had already opened the door: "It’s more than enough, very spacious! I’ve already set it all up!"

Upon the door opening, there was a shoe cabinet embedded in the wall at the entrance, and the floor was covered with plain, light-colored ceramic tiles.

To the left was a small bathroom where the shower head, toilet, and washbasin were arranged along the wall, not taking up more than three square meters.

There was a shower curtain hanging in the innermost shower area—Aunt Lianhua felt a bit embarrassed: "Got it from a group buy site, 6.9..."

It was just a shower curtain, as long as it could block water, 6.9 was just fine. Everyone praised her shopping savvy, making Aunt Lianhua beam with joy, and even more confident in her speech.

Then came the living room.

The living room was small, currently furnished only with a table and a small sofa, plus a partition separating the bedroom—logically, the place would seem more spacious without the partition, but as they turned the corner, it became clear that it was actually one side of a wardrobe.

The wardrobe was only 1.5 meters long, so it didn’t block the light from the balcony, but instead added a sense of privacy. The 1m2 bed was placed against the wall, strangely leaving a good amount of space in the bedroom as well.

"I bought the wardrobe as well..."

Everyone knew about this purchase; Zhang Yanping had taught Aunt Lianhua to use the second-hand trading app. She spent 200 yuan to get it from the town, brought over by Brother Xiaozhang, even with Qiaoqiao’s help in moving it!

And when the sliding doors were opened, there was a compact top-loading washing machine on the balcony side, with a clothes rack installed above. The curtains, clearly, were made from cutting and piecing together thick clothing fabric.

Not ugly, but a bit too lively.

Regardless, can any of this be considered "spacious"? Professor Song looked a bit puzzled at Tang Shuang.

Tang Shuang didn’t look at him but instead at Aunt Lianhua, whose eyes were full of light, and couldn’t help but smile: "The arrangement is really nice, with good light and ventilation, it doesn’t feel cramped at all."

Aunt Lianhua felt the same way?!

"Yes, it’s quite spacious..." She didn’t find it small at all. Instead, this space, which wasn’t even fully arranged, fit very well with her expectation for a sense of security as a single person.

She then pointed to the living room: "The sofa, 120, the washing machine, 380."

"The clothes rack was something someone didn’t want anymore, said it was Mrs. X’s basic model, originally priced at 499... But they didn’t need it anymore, replaced with some electric one at home, just took it down and gave it to me..."

"Just reinstalling it was expensive, I found someone in town, just for the installation, it cost 100 yuan."

Aunt Lianhua talked fluently, each item ingrained with her sense of security and expectations.