Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 120 - : Seventh Uncle in Legend - 1

Chapter 120: Seventh Uncle in Legend – 1

Auntie spoke and in doing so, made herself crave some food.

So, she simply raised her voice again, “Qiaoqiao—pick more rape blossoms for your auntie, I want to make rice soup when I get back!”

Those rape blossoms were sparse and scattered, no one knew when the seeds had fallen and started growing on their own, untended, blooming without restraint.

Qiaoqiao, with a basket slung on her arm, delved into the flower patch, found a good spot, and opened the little box she carried. Then, she grabbed a bumblebee by its plump behind and set it down on them.

The stems of the rape flowers were tall, but the blossoms were delicate. Once the bumblebee landed, the entire bloom visibly trembled, obviously too heavy for it to bear.

Qiaoqiao sighed, having completely forgotten about his bamboo shoots.

Meanwhile, Song Tan also felt a pang of hunger. She moved her fingers, and the faint spiritual energy at her fingertips drifted with the wind. The entire bamboo forest rustled in response, the branches seemingly greener all around.

The bamboo shoots sprouting at her feet grew more numerous.

She shifted her toes, spotted the right spot, and directly dug out a round, plump bamboo shoot. Auntie was overjoyed, “Oh my! This one’s big! It’s still unearthened, definitely tender!”

“We’ll eat it chilled later—oh, this one’s a bit old, but no matter, just snap it off, it’ll be great in a duck stew, the ducks at the market have been cheap lately.”

As she dug, she muttered about the dishes as if they were within arm’s reach. Song Tan finally couldn’t help herself, “Auntie, how can you be such a foodie?”

Auntie laughed heartily, “Because that chef I was talking about, you have to call him Seventh Uncle! When I was a kid, he used to cook for big events in our village. I always followed him around; I picked up a thing or two.”

Alright then.

Seventh Uncle.

Even if Song Tan hadn’t traveled more than a hundred years to come back here, even if she hadn’t traveled at all, she wouldn’t have had any idea.

There were simply too many relatives.

Thankfully, Auntie finally shifted the conversation from food to people—

“Your Seventh Uncle, as you young folks would say, he could make even the sole of a shoe taste good.”

“I heard that back when the brigade still ran a communal kitchen, the villagers would refuse to let the head chef cook—because his food was too delicious, everyone couldn’t get enough, and the planned food supplies were never sufficient.”

Wow!

Now, that really did earn Song Tan’s respect.

Why don’t the older generations like to eat wild veg? Because in their memories, wild vegetables were always boiled, and a drop of oil in a pot was considered a luxury.

Who could make plain boiled wild veggies taste good in those days?

But according to Auntie, Seventh Uncle could!

That was indeed quite remarkable.

Song Tan couldn’t help being moved.

Because she took a moment to review the upcoming tasks—

Peach trees needed to be planted on the mountain.

Several fields needed to be plowed, leveled, seeded, and transplanted.

Paddy fields required water retention, then plowing in preparation for rice planting.

In between, she’d need to feed the pigs, chickens, ducks, and dogs.

Tea leaves also needed continuous picking.

Spiritual energy formations could help, but since her abilities were still lacking and she had to stick to reality, weeding and pest control also had to be done properly.

Is that it?

No, after this busy period is over, the peach blossoms will bloom, and the early crops like little bok choy will need to be harvested. Then comes plowing and planting other crops, Song Tan will still be responsible for selling vegetables…

Calculating like this, for quite a long time, our house will maintain this state of continuously needing people’s help. And to make matters worse, the food at home tastes so good that everyone’s appetite has increased by two or three times.

We have to prepare meals for around ten people, but it’s like we’re cooking for twenty to thirty.

Wu Lan is now at home, and even though she only cooks lunch, she has to start preparing from the morning and is also responsible for washing pots and dishes. She ends up trapped at the stove every single day!

Song Tan has long wanted to find someone to share the load.

She and Qiaoqiao still need to dig and move soil on the mountain every day, cleaning up the nooks and crannies that machines can’t reach… Currently, not a single person in the house is idle.

Have you seen how even Zhang Yanping has been driven to train on the mountain?

Therefore, when the eldest auntie now praises the chef to high heaven, it’s really hard for Song Tan not to be tempted.

“Eldest auntie, what’s Seventh Uncle up to these days? Is he still taking big catering orders?”

The corners of Eldest Auntie’s eyes drooped down again, “He’s in the residential area opposite me, that new building, the housing price has soared to 8,500 now!”

That’s what she says, but her expression doesn’t seem too happy.

“Your Seventh Uncle was really clever. When he was young, he secretly bought a house in the city center with some money. Later, that area was demolished, but he didn’t take the compensation money, just that house.”

“It was originally prepared for his son. But then, his son went to Xinjiang while still young, settled and started a family there.”

“As Seventh Uncle got older, realizing that his son probably wouldn’t be able to take care of him in his old age, he took on an apprentice, offering to teach him the trade, but in return, the apprentice had to take care of him in his old age and see him to the end.”

But the apprentice turned out to be ungrateful and took off to a coastal city once he learned the trade.

Eldest Auntie huffed, “At that time, his family couldn’t support him. They had four sons! He was a half-grown boy who looked like a skeleton after finishing middle school. It was your Seventh Uncle who brought him up, teaching and feeding him till he filled out. He even helped him apply for high school.”

“When his family sent the boy over, they were crying and kowtowing to thank your uncle, promising a lifetime of service.”

“But in the end, when he packed up and left, they turned around and said that your Seventh Uncle was just good at taking advantage and getting unpaid labor. They complained their son had stayed by his side for five years without receiving a penny…”

“Tch!”

Song Tan was speechless.

Honest folks have their own frustrations, while the heartless enjoy their freedom.

All she could offer as consolation was, “Don’t worry, Eldest Auntie, try to look on the bright side. Seventh Uncle now lives in the city, without any worries about food and clothing, and leads a comfortable life.”

Eldest Auntie sighed again, “There are benefits to living in the city, like having easy access to hospitals. But your Seventh Uncle and his wife, they’re not content… You know, in the new residential areas, they have good property management, and they don’t let you plant vegetables in the community.”

“Last time they had an inspection, they even pulled out the cabbages that your Seventh Uncle had planted between the bricks… Your Seventh Uncle was so upset. He walks around the community with nothing to do every day. He’s picky when buying vegetables and meat. He says that even eating doesn’t taste good anymore.”

Planting vegetables in the cracks between bricks?

What kind of expertise is that! Song Tan was amazed.

“Then… Sell the new house and exchange it for one with a yard?”

Eldest Auntie looked at her, “Your Seventh Uncle is sixty-seven this year. Do you think he can stir up as much trouble as you can at your age? I figure they want to move back to the village to live, but they are worried about the inconvenience of not having anyone to take them to the hospital when they get headaches or fevers… They are suffering.”

As Eldest Auntie said this, an idea struck her, “Tantan, you’re farming at home, but you can’t do it forever, right? Why not go home and discuss with your parents about bringing Seventh Uncle over to be the head chef?”

“If Seventh Uncle is in good health, let him be the head chef.”

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“If he’s not well, just drive them to the hospital. Don’t worry, it won’t cost you. The couple has savings.”

“When you take good care of Seventh Uncle and his wife in their old age, they’ve secretly said that when they’re no longer able to get around, whoever takes good care of them will get their house.”

Thinking of the house, Eldest Auntie’s heart grew hot with excitement. She wouldn’t have mentioned it if it weren’t for her dear niece, “Just think, you could get a big house for free. How great that would be! When you get married, you can choose without worries!”