Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1895 - 1696: Embarrassing for City Folks

Digging out these few buckets of yellow mud wasn’t easy at all.

It hadn’t rained for quite a while, and even though the mountain wasn’t exactly parched, the soil was still rock hard.

You’d need to exert a lot of strength just to push a shovel into the ground, and even if you brought a hoe, it would send vibrations up your arm with every swing.

Doing farm work is completely different from lifting weights at the gym; after filling the soil into three buckets, the three of them really started feeling a bit dizzy.

But honestly, it’s just three large buckets of yellow earth, admitting to dizziness over this would be quite embarrassing!

So they all kept quiet.

However, when they started lugging the heavy buckets down the mountain, they realized: the real test was just beginning.

This was a barren mountain, and the path was just a narrow trail created by foot traffic. It wasn’t too noticeable coming up, but when going down with the buckets swaying, the hefty buckets sometimes bumped into their knees or shins, and they had to watch their steps...

Watching Qiaoqiao easily carrying two buckets at the front, and even Lun Chuan kindly helping with several shovels, stepping lightly...

What more could they say? 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

The guys could only grit their teeth, sweat pouring off their foreheads, secretly vowing to eat at least two extra salted duck eggs tonight!

Even though they certainly weren’t the ones who made them, at least their hard work wouldn’t have been in vain, right?

Descending the mountain, skirting around the hillside pond, down the winding path... By the time they finally got home, everyone’s clothes were soaked with sweat.

Qin Yun looked up at the sky and then sighed, "Doing this in the middle of the day, are we out of our minds?"

Wu Lan, who was cheerfully busy in the courtyard, quickly responded to his words, "It’s all good, very good."

"In the middle of the day, when the sun is shining brightly, spread the yellow mud at the door to dry. Before using it at night, sieve it once more. This way, the yellow mud used for preserving duck eggs will taste better."

She spoke as she effortlessly carried a big bucket to the door, skillfully poured out the yellow mud, and raked it into fine pieces, spreading it out widely.

Her movements were smooth and adept, making Qin Yun and the others too embarrassed to complain, so they just wiped their sweat with the hem of their clothes and headed back after saying a simple greeting.

Alas, today they truly embarrassed themselves in front of the countryside folks.

Once they left, Wu Lan leaned on the rake, breathing a sigh of relief:

Men and their love of showing off.

What were they thinking, doing such tasks in the middle of the day?

With temperatures this high, the soil on the mountain was already low in moisture. It would have been enough to let it sun-dry for an hour under the evening glow, no reason to dry it at noon!

Even wearing a straw hat, it was making her body feel hot.

Wu Lan quickly raked the yellow mud before heading indoors as well.

But on the bright side, such pastime wasn’t without its benefits. At least time passed by, allowing everyone to head home and enjoy a refreshing bath, change clothes.

And lie down for a perfect half-hour nap, waking up just in time for this delayed lunch.

Perfect! Perfect!

Holding a big bowl of sour cabbage stew with ribs, everyone woke up from their nap, eating with gusto, heads never lifting. Little Ten beside them was busy scavenging bones, happily howling without competition.

The only flaw was, this wasn’t its territory, there was nowhere to hide these bones.

Oh dear! It whimpered, wagging its tail, casting a mournful glance at He Tuo.

But He Tuo really had no energy to pay it any mind.

That big bone stew smelled amazing!

The stir-fried greens were oily and crispy, looking incredibly appetizing too.

Even the fish, be it fish head tofu soup or chopped chili fish heads, Dad had already added a large handful of hand-made noodles to the chopped chili fish head soup.

Now, using chopsticks to twirl and retrieve them into a bowl, eating until their lips were glistening with oil.

The closest to him was the whole fried fish, which needed to be pan-fried until both sides turned golden brown, then topped with chopped scallions and coriander when the sauce was reduced to perfection.

Mom used chopsticks to pick soft scallions and coriander that were no longer green but slightly brown, mixing it with rice in the fish soup. One bite, and her eyebrows spread out in delicious satisfaction!

The rich, mixed aroma wafted throughout the room, with He Tuo ordered to stand in the corner and watch.

Watching, his mouth started to water.

He pursed his lips.

But, believing himself to be a man, he refused to cry out.

Yet thinking about having to go to the mountain for a meal later—hmm!

He made up his mind: Against unfair treatment, one must dare to resist! He would secretly use his smartwatch to set a timer, and in the dead of night tonight, he’ll run away from home, escaping this place!