Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 978 - 958. Only five yuan left

Chapter 978: 958. Only five yuan left

Lady Tang was astounded: "Is that a spread on your sofa? It’s not its original look?" When she first entered the living room, she was shocked by the flamboyant colors and thought it was a unique aesthetic of the countryside, hardly bearing to look closely.

"Not at all!" Wu Lan pouted, full of contempt: "These young kids only care about looks—those cream yellow, cream white sofas, they don’t handle dirt well at all. Imagine us, coming back from the fields exhausted, wanting to sit on the sofa, and immediately there’s a big grey stain..."

She became proud: "Later I covered it with this coarse cloth bedsheet, so much more convenient! No need to wash the sofa cover anymore!"

Song Tan, helpless: "Mom, that was an elastic sofa cover specially acquired by Zhao Fangyuan for me. If it gets dirty, just remove it, wash it, give the elastic a tug, and it can be fitted back on..."

Later, a coarse cloth bedsheet solved everything, so she had no choice but to pretend that the sofa cover couldn’t be removed.

Wu Lan: ...

Stubborn mom raised her neck: "Isn’t this coarse cloth also pretty good-looking? Visitors have praised its brightness!"

Lady Tang had no idea what to say.

Indeed, when she visited, she mumbled to herself, for she had toured Song Tan’s living room—bright, transparent, with simple and bold lighting and layout, and the furniture tones were also very cozy.

Only the two sets of sofas in the large living room, each plumply displaying coarse and colorful stripes, looked like two huge conspicuous lumps in this quiet house...

Even Qi Baishi would praise their brightness!

Too eye-catching!

Now Teacher Tang could only sigh: "Let’s take them down... Even though it doesn’t quite fit the scene, on camera, it looks cleaner and more elegant."

"Theme?" Wu Lan paused as she was about to leave the house: "What theme? Did they mention any theme when they called?"

Lady Tang shook her head: "They didn’t specify any theme, but I thought since it’s a promotional opportunity, we should grab it as much as possible—"

"No matter how smart young people sound or how reports show rural areas thriving, in reality, people love to see tranquil countryside, they seek the nostalgia of childhood, envisioning rural areas with large courtyards and mud houses, peony flowers next to iron stoves."

Wu Lan muttered: "What era is it still like that, isn’t that poverty support?"

Teacher Tang sighed helplessly: "Some subconscious stereotypes, that’s what people love to see."

But what about Song Tan’s home?

Rural mansion, and its decoration outdoes urban mansions in sophistication, with complete sets of furniture, household appliances, and smart appliances.

Even small kitchen appliances are plentiful...

The impression given is not of a simple rural household.

Song Tan shook her head: "That doesn’t matter!"

She knew Lady Tang meant well, trying her best to help them enhance their fame, promote more, and seize every opportunity.

And she was indeed doing so.

For an ordinary family farm, following her advice would save 10 years of detours.

But the problem is, her own home didn’t need it!

Even if she rents a house in the city, randomly planting anything on the balcony could make her wealthy. That was her biggest confidence.

Therefore, Song Tan honestly told Teacher Tang: "About these things, I don’t care."

"I now have fans online, several collaborators offline, there’s truly no worry about selling stuff."

"Including this competition, if it wasn’t for the easier policy benefits later, I wouldn’t even be interested in participating."

"Teacher Tang, don’t worry. We live a life earned by our own ability, just display it confidently and openly."

Lady Tang was somewhat surprised.

"Fame and all that, do you really not care about it at all?"

She spoke seriously: "Song Tan, it’s not a bad thing for young people to desire fame and fortune; it can actually drive them to strive for better. Sometimes, having a big enough reputation can invisibly solve many troubles."

However, Song Tan shook her head: "But it also brings a lot of trouble, and I’m not interested."

She really wasn’t interested.

Teacher Tang saw it and suddenly became happy: "Alright, alright, alright!"

"Let me tell you, once a person is free of greed and delusions, although they may lack the drive to push forward, they are more likely to succeed—Song Tan, I think you can do it."

"As for interviews and all that, I won’t interfere, just do whatever makes your family happy."

"That won’t do!" Song Tan also smiled and looked at her: "Our family indeed hasn’t considered many things thoroughly, Teacher Tang, please don’t hesitate to give us advice whenever you should!"

Lady Tang also laughed: "Alright, then hurry and get rid of those coarse bed sheets. Otherwise, if someone takes a snap, what kind of style would this be?"

Wu Lan heard them rattling on so much, and in the end, they still looked down on her bed sheets! At that moment she shook her head and quickly went to tidy up the living room.

Educated people are tactful, turning a simple matter into a complicated one, troublesome!

And Song Sancheng silently listened to their nebulous discussions, grasping only one element—

"If we want it to look good on camera, should I bring a few dogs back and give them a bath?"

Oh my! This is important!

The ones in the factory might be okay, but the dogs in the grassland led by the current pack and Da Wang, they are so free-spirited. Even in the dead of winter, they dare to tumble back and forth on the Riverside Beach, and if they accidentally step in cow dung...

Yikes!

Song Sancheng, recalling it, felt it was a bit disgusting.

And Qiaoqiao suddenly became frightened, exclaiming loudly: "Da Wang, Sanbao, Princess Wubao, Cang Er, Little Ten, they licked my face today! They didn’t eat poop, did they?!"

Everyone: ...

The next moment, Wu Lan emerged from the living room: "Song Qiaoqiao! How many times have I told you, remember to wash your hands and face after being licked by dogs! I noticed these last few days when I saw you rubbing your face it was getting chapped...

Playing and fooling around with the dogs at the Riverside Beach, getting licked all over your face with saliva, with the cold wind drying it up... How could it not chap? It’s good if you don’t freeze!

Qiaoqiao hurriedly touched her own cheeks: "It’s not chapped, it’s not chapped!"

Song Tan checked as well, and indeed it wasn’t chapped, but the cheeks were a bit dry, rough, and red. On an average man, that would be nothing.

But who could blame Qiaoqiao, who was now so delicately raised that every little flaw on her face seemed magnified?

She had no choice but to take on a sisterly tone:

"First of all, our dogs don’t eat poop."

"Secondly, in winter, if a dog licks your face and you don’t wash it afterward, then 50 yuan of your salary will be deducted!"

Qiaoqiao was taken aback.

After a while she responded: "Sister, I save my daily 50 yuan for taking care of the dogs, Big White, Goose Sister, Daxiong, and Datian. Do I still have any left to deduct after taking care of them?"

Oh, you little rascal!

Song Tan looked at him: This kid’s brain sure lights up at the right times huh!

"Hmm!" she said seriously, "There are five yuan left."