Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1172 - 1147. Titan Sunflower [2-in-1]_2

Song Tan didn’t mention it before, but now that it’s brought up, he actually finds it quite interesting.

"Seven meters tall..." Song Tan thought about it and also became intrigued.

Such tall sunflowers, wouldn’t they be like trees? If we plant a field, Qiaoqiao could run around playing hide and seek!

And that flower head with a diameter of fifty or sixty centimeters... the floor tiles upstairs at home are only 80x80 in size. A diameter of 60cm isn’t that much smaller than a tile, right?

Interesting!

She nodded: "Then prepare seeds for two acres, I’ll plant them and see... Oh, by the way, get some other varieties too, our family can’t possibly eat that many sunflower seeds, the yield doesn’t matter so much."

Her extravagant behavior, if Boss Chang knew, he’d probably fall to the ground and hug her leg crying.

But at this moment, Song Tan was facing Lun Chuan.

He fantasized about hills and fields covered with various types of sunflowers, looking lively at this moment:

"Okay!"

Song Tan smiled, wondering if Lun Chuan noticed, he was also starting to embrace this countryside life.

...

The two of them strolled around the mountain, while at home, Qin Yun and He Kuang were looking a bit idle.

At this moment, the two were eagerly tiptoeing to look over the fence—because Qiaoqiao just mentioned, every morning there are squirrels lining up on this fence!

Unfortunately, with their schedule, they could never catch the early winter mornings, so they could only imagine it for now.

But Qiaoqiao is very considerate, running up the stairs with a quick thud, and soon after came back with a golden-furred fat field mouse in her hands.

"Don’t worry, uncles, our Datian looks way better than a squirrel. Squirrels just have a big fluffy tail, they aren’t as pretty as Datian."

Datian lazily indulges in a shoebox every day and has now become a chubby Datian.

With a little force, you can feel its plump, soft flesh all over its body. Its fur is a splendid golden color, gleaming with luxury. Even the two grown men couldn’t resist this affluent vibe.

At this moment, they both simultaneously reached out to hold Datian, absolutely loving it!

Qin Yun even suggested: "I noticed the contract you just signed requires you to hold a certain number of streams each month, right?"

"Qiaoqiao, if you really run out of ideas, just listen to your brother. Just stream Datian eating a handful of peanuts or something, lots of people will definitely watch."

Qiaoqiao nodded: "Alright, uncle." She was very humble and receptive.

Qin Yun:...

So humble, can’t you change ’uncle’ to ’brother’? We’re not that old, are we? We may look rough, but it’s just that our appearance and style are a bit disheveled.

He took out his phone, grumpily taking pictures of Datian from every angle.

He Kuang, however, was curious: "I saw in your previous streams, did your family also raise a long-tailed pheasant? How come I haven’t seen it these past few days? Did it fly away?"

Qiaoqiao shook her head: "No, it’s hiding."

Huh?

Qin Yun and He Kuang grew interested: Why is it hiding? Do pheasants hibernate too?

Mentioning this, Qiaoqiao sighed deeply:

"Because his girlfriend got with Da Hong. She doesn’t want him anymore, it’s so embarrassing for him that he just won’t come out."

For several days, while going to the riverside beach to feed the dogs, it hasn’t come out for a stroll, must be sulking due to hurt pride.

Goodness gracious!

A short sentence indeed contained a weighty amount of information. Qin Yun’s breathing became tense:

"Elaborate on that?"

He Kuang, energized, casually tucked Datian into his pocket and asked: "Where’s your car? Take us to see it."

"Alright then." Qiaoqiao, still polite to the handsome brother’s friends, reminded them:

"You can watch, but don’t laugh at him to his face. He’s really down and out."

Qin Yun restrained his mischievous smile, trying to keep a straight face: "Uh-huh, I won’t laugh... Pfft! I won’t laugh!"

And Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, deciding to bring along her phone and stand:

"You uncles haven’t seen them for a long time, and the kids mustn’t have either. I’ll show them again."

As she spoke, she swiftly got on a tricycle: "Let’s go!"

...

The winter wind hitting the face was no joke.

The unkempt two men got off the vehicle, cheeks red, noses runny, looking even more untidy.

But Qiaoqiao was perfectly fine, even leading them towards the chicken coop’s direction: "It’s here, they have their own separate house."

Besides the two adult long-tailed pheasants that wouldn’t leave in summer, there were also four chicks they had just hatched this year.

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