Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1115 - 1091. Comparison

When it comes to makeup, Lun Jing is quite experienced.

Although she says Lun Chuan is particular, she, as his mother, also loves to doll up and is now enthusiastically bringing her own makeup bag.

But Lun Chuan is just left fretting.

Because the bed is strewn with so many clothes, from sweaters to coats, and the combinations are quite touching.

Rustic and tacky, these are two distinct vibes!

Moreover, Wu Lan is now excited and boldly makes a request, "Can you make me look younger? I saw online that moms in family portraits dress very stylishly. I also want to look trendy."

After a moment of silence, Lun Chuan can only sincerely suggest again, "If you’re taking photos with the leader, dressing simply is more appropriate... Auntie, why don’t we keep it simple and elegant? Later on, you can go to the urban area to get a family portrait taken."

Wu Lan thinks about it but hesitates, "It’s quite expensive to take them at a studio... You don’t know, our two with equipment are the president of the photography association, and one of them has won an award."

"Moreover, the leader’s photographer practically shoves the lens into the dish, taking really close shots. What if I’m broadcasted on the television looking all disheveled?"

Wu Lan proposes a small request with her beautiful vision, but Lun Chuan fell into rare silence.

Is it possible that the roaming cameraman already captured her in the video?

Her image as a simple, hard-working hostess, representative of the farmers, is really suitable, isn’t it?

And now...

A clever wife can’t cook a meal without rice!

...

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, a large group of people are leisurely strolling around with protruding bellies, chatting loudly, even noisier than during the meal.

Among them, three people are especially low-key.

From the moment dinner started, Ding Ning from the live streaming platform has been silently checking Qiaoqiao’s replay—

Up until the broadcast ended (due to a power outage), even though no host was chatting in the live room, viewer numbers continued to climb slowly after reaching high data, and even the comments were active.

Just look at this audience engagement, truly self-driven—what other streamer has this?

But an 8 million signing fee, just for two years, along with all those other demands...

Too high!

Those big internet celebrities can have tens of millions or even higher signing fees because their followers already exceed 10 million, and they have a mature commercial system, even earning billions from sales.

But this...

"But Qiaoqiao isn’t asking for tens of millions, she’s only asking for 8 million," a male colleague said.

"Yes, yes!" Another chimed in, "And with food this delicious, if I had the money, I’d want to spend 8 million buying all the delicious food from his family!"

The two talked, exchanged a glance, and suddenly regretted, "If we had known what he sold was so tasty, why didn’t we snag it earlier? Feels like we missed a billion opportunity!"

"Exactly! We’re sitting on a gold mountain and didn’t even dare to try... Ah, ah, ah, we really regret it!"

The two fell into deep regret.

The only rational one left, Ding Ning: ...

"What nonsense are you on about? You’re here to sign a contract, not to shop— the company’s budget is 3 million, suddenly doubling it won’t do, how can I report this?"

"What’s there to think about?" The male colleague didn’t understand, "With cuisine like this, after having tasted it, won’t you buy next time if he switches platforms, Ding Jie?"

Ding Ning fell silent.

No need to ask, she would definitely buy.

is worth it, but the issue is, she’s only in charge of small projects, and 8 million plus some additional perks and requirements is beyond her work authority.

For now, she can only take a deep breath, "I’ll call the company."

Sigh, they agreed to sign the contract, but now the price went up so much, this wave of workers is sure to get scolded.

...

People in the village do work briskly.

As soon as the meal was over, everyone automatically began cleaning up.

However, compared to aunties accustomed to household chores, it was still the young lads who really shone this time!

Indeed, Brother Xiaodu and his group of five jumped right in, once they understood the arrangements, they immediately got to work. Song Sancheng didn’t even have a chance to exchange pleasantries when he saw them rolling up their sleeves, dividing the tasks two by two.

The spare person swiftly stretched out his hand to roll up the disposable tablecloths, knotting them and stacking them to the side. The remaining two then lifted the big round table and placed them side by side against the wall...

Sss!

The sight made the idle older ladies in the kitchen click their tongues:

"These are Director Zhu’s family relatives, what good upbringing, they look like they’re used to working—twenty to thirty years ago, wouldn’t matchmakers trample the threshold flat across ten miles and eight villages?"

An auntie looked on with longing, "Indeed, if only my Yanping was so industrious, why would I be worried like this..."

Zhang Yanping: ...???

"No, Mom, why are you bringing me up again! I have a job, okay? I handle customer service, work night shifts, and even moonlight for the village’s sales platform..."

"And when I went to school you told me to study well, when I wasn’t in school you guarded me not letting me downstairs, just telling me to prepare for exams..."

"I haven’t even had a chance to learn!"

With a face reminiscent of a gangster, he spoke words of grievance, yet his expression was veiled with savagery ready for a fight. With one look, the aunt quickly turned her head away, unable to recall her son’s once chubby soft appearance!

But an aunt is still an aunt, she never acknowledges her mistake, instead sighing again, "Yes, with such good conditions, you insist not wanting to be an official... and now, even if you want, no one wants you."

Zhang Yanping: ... Does mom even know that becoming a college village official isn’t for everyone?

Beside him, Xin Jun remained as silent as gold, trying not to spread the conflict.

But unfortunately, since seeing Song Tan and Lun Chuan, a certain kinship matchmaking gene was awakened in the elder aunt, and she couldn’t resist asking when she saw young guys:

"Teacher Xin ah, you see how well you taught Qiaoqiao—where’s your hometown? Why not stay here? Auntie can introduce you to a nice girl!"

Xin Jun respectfully declines!

He’s still dealing with his own mother!

In a few days when school breaks for ’winter vacation,’ he’ll have to pack up and return home, and thinking about the bustling business at home makes him go dark-eyed.

Everyone’s happiness varies, but troubles are all much the same, and Guo Dong beside him also started worrying. Because as time passes and the holidays approach, her mom went from trembling in fear to relapsing into old habits—

"Guo Dong ah, you’ve been with that Zhang Yanping for half a year now, why haven’t you mentioned marriage? Mom doesn’t want much dowry, but you’re getting on, if you don’t hurry and have a couple of kids, you won’t be able to later!"

However, she has an advantage over these two single dogs: her mom is afraid to travel far alone because she doesn’t know anything.

And during the New Year, she can simply not go back.

Comparing it that way, happiness surged instantly!

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