Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1871 - 1680: Slick and Shiny

Yun City is an unremarkable small town, just like most cities. It has a large shopping mall like those found everywhere in the country.

However, when the mall was completed, it coincided with a downturn in real estate, and the collaboration with local developers was not pleasant, resulting in the project’s completion without even completing the tenant recruitment.

In the vast mall, there weren’t many reputable brands to choose from, but there were several unidentified small-town brands jam-packed inside, lowering the overall quality.

Qin Yun, to mention a few, and Yun Feng walked around it, only picking up sporting gear from a chain brand for their children—

The villagers felt that time was peaceful and that Lun Chuan living here was truly a sign of enjoying life. Coming to the city, they felt it was backward and inconvenient, the strong sense of division left them at a loss for words, even to complain.

As they drove away, they looked at the high temperatures causing major restaurants to open stalls outside due to slack business, selling stews, stir-fried dishes, fast food, etc., and couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Is life really comfortable living here?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Lun Chuan remained composed, "It depends on one’s hobbies. I originally don’t like socializing, so I feel quite at ease here. But if it were you, you might feel stifled after not long."

Especially Qin Yun, who enjoyed gatherings and lively places, it would be hard for him to endure such a peaceful life.

Yun Feng sighed, "If not for the kids, we’d really like to live a good life in the countryside. Let’s wait until the children grow up."

Lun Chuan glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "The words ’wait until later’ represent a distant deadline—Yun Feng, you should relax when you can. People don’t die of old age but die suddenly."

"The same goes for you, don’t exhaust yourselves pursuing those ethereal social classes."

His sudden words left the three of them momentarily speechless.

After a while, He Kuang sighed, "That’s precisely the truth, though we’ve worked hard for half a life, others have already outpaced us from the start... But, sigh, it’s hard to just let go of the children’s future."

Everyone veered away from this realistic topic, and Lun Chuan parked the car in front of a fishing tackle shop:

"Aren’t we planning to stay here for half a month? Does everyone in the family like fishing?"

Oh wow! This topic was much more appealing than the previous one, for men, hobbies are usually just those few.

Everyone got out of the car: "How did we forget the fishing rods when we set off... Let’s buy them!"

In the end, it was the wealthy Lun Chuan who picked up the tab.

A total of 9 fishing rods for 3 families; once they return, these could be sent to Zhang Yanping’s guesthouse for guests to use, making full use of them.

Lun Chuan also bought a few extra fish traps and two sets of fishing nets.

Qin Yun leaned over for a look: "Weren’t there originally two fish traps? Buying more?"

Lun Chuan glanced at him, "Even if those two fish traps were filled, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be enough to feed all of you."

He Kuang laughed: "Indeed! Yun Feng, you must try it, the braised pork with yellow eel, crispy-fried little loach, the creamy white crucian carp soup, and the pickled cabbage with small whitefish..."

He wasn’t even done listing the dishes, and his mouth was already watering.

Lun Chuan added: "Not just that, since there are more people this time, there’s also a bigger harvest from the ranch. One night when you can’t sleep, you can have a midnight barbecue. Grilled crucian and grass carp are also delicious."

Yun Feng suddenly craved more: "I know, isn’t the wine at Song Tan’s Home particularly good?"

Lun Chuan looked at him, "Your alcohol tolerance isn’t great, so it’s better for you to stick to regular beer. That wine, one glass in, and if you collapse, how are you going to enjoy eating?"

However, it could be noted that the home-brewed wine was running low, but Boss Chang’s meticulously mixed and tempered liquor was still available, which wasn’t as strong.

"Are there any crayfish?"

Qin Yun inquired again.

Lun Chuan thought of those delicate and crispy small crayfish and crabs bred by Song Sancheng and shook his head, "They were just released, so not ready to eat yet, you’ll have to wait another two months."

They only asked casually; crayfish could be found elsewhere, but eating something from Lao Song’s family was much more satisfying!

Soon, everyone was bustling about, "Should we buy a grill? What about alcohol..."

Filled with expectations, everyone happily prepared to head back, while He Kuang opened his phone, discovering a video of He Tuo sent by Qin Yun’s wife in the chat group.

His heart gave a start, but seeing no other messages urging or worrying, he breathed a sigh of relief.

With an inexplicable sense of solemnity, he opened the video and first saw a black-and-white flash darting forward quickly, then a leap, pressing a familiar robust little child down into the field ridge.