Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 160: 160. Assist from an elderly mother_1 Chapter 160: 160. Assist from an elderly mother_1 The girl was driving while slowly starting to get angry again. Not at anyone else, but purely at herself for not being assertive enough.

The doctor she met for the blind date today wasn’t particularly outstanding either!

His features were indeed handsome and his skin fair, but the top of his head was rather sparse, making the thirty-year-old seem more like he was forty.

Even though he was a chief physician, his salary wasn’t that high. Zhao sister had said that he was highly regarded by the hospital leaders recently, and even had the chance to assist visiting experts from Imperial City…

But that couldn’t change the fact that this guy seemed a bit too simple and silly!

And herself, why did she have to fight for that breath of air? Just for a box of dumplings, she even had to wrap steamed buns for someone!

This stingy miser didn’t even give her money for the meat!

The girl huffed back home and had barely settled on the couch when her mother, who was watching TV, immediately sat up with shining eyes and asked:
“How was it? Xiaozhao told me that Dr. Zhang Yuan is reliable and has a bright future… is it a go or not?”

The girl snorted subconsciously, but before she could even change her expression, her mother was already angrily placing her hands on her hips: “Let me tell you, Chen Jingjing! If you keep being picky, I’ll have you sweep the floors and throw you out!”

“What exactly are you looking for?”

“I don’t know either…”

Chen Jingjing mumbled, and afraid of provoking her mother, had a flash of inspiration and quickly picked up the lunch box and bamboo shoots: “It’s alright, I’ll see. It’s just that doctor is too honest, he insisted that his family’s dumplings are really good. He gave me the last box and then said the bamboo shoots he bought were especially fresh and told me to wrap some buns with them.”

Not sure if it will work out, better to delay for a couple of days.

Little did she know she had greatly underestimated the heart of a mother eager for her daughter to marry off, as she immediately pulled out her phone:
“…Hello, Sister Hong, not playing cards this afternoon…”

“Ah, nothing much, just my daughter, wasn’t she introduced to a suitor? The guy is particularly genuine, even bought those imported organic bamboo shoots…”

“…No, no, they weren’t too expensive, I didn’t even ask the price, it’s the thought that counts…”

“…right, right, I was planning to wrap some buns with it quickly, I’ll invite you over to try once they’re ready, can’t let it go to waste… okay, deal, let’s set up a date!”

The girl, holding her things, stood at the doorway, stunned.

Glancing at the full bag of bamboo shoots, she was completely flabbergasted.

She attempted one last rescue: “Mom, that’s not quite right, is it? To accept things from someone on a first meeting; I was planning to make some buns and send them back to him…”

Her mother, already aproned in the kitchen, cheerfully said, “What do you know? You single dog! If the man gives you something and you send it back, wouldn’t that just seem ungrateful?”

“Listen to your mother. Make the buns, and you can deliver a few to him tonight… It would be appropriate to invite him over for a meal, but I didn’t want you to think it’s too soon, right?”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

The girl was nodding her head in a hurry: “It’s too soon, way too soon.”

By the end, she was close to crying.

“Right?” her mother rolled her eyes: “Don’t I know you? Hurry up, go buy a bag of flour at the supermarket, get three pounds of pork belly, I’ll start prepping the bamboo shoots.”

“Tonight you just deliver a few to him to taste, I’m telling you, Chen Jingjing, don’t you show me attitude. If this doesn’t work out, you’re on your own starting tomorrow!”

The girl was on the verge of tears.

She wished she could be on her own, but to protest now would be blatantly seeking conflict at home!

So, without even sitting down at home, she switched shoes again and went to the supermarket to buy green onions, ginger, garlic bulbs, pork belly, refined flour – all with her own money…

This was a massive loss!

By the evening, the dawdling girl finally sent Dr. Xiaozhang a message, asking him to come outside to pick up the buns.

Dr. Zhang Yuan sprang up as if from his deathbed, laughing heartily as he headed out. He eagerly reached out his hand—
Inside the fresh-keeping bag were six buns.

Even though the buns were large, round, and fragrant, there were still only six of them!

He looked at the girl in disbelief, “Even if I can’t cook, I know that ten jin of bamboo shoots could never produce just six buns!”

The girl’s gaze shifted from side to side, with one hand on her hip and her belly slightly protruding, then she said in a low voice,
“Well, the buns are indeed tasty, and there are no bamboo shoots left… if that’s not okay, maybe I can compensate you with a girlfriend instead.”

Her mother had a point: This Dr. Zhang may look old, but the fact that he was willing to share such delicious food with her suggests that his intentions are indeed sincere.

What?

Dr. Xiaozhang also stood frozen on the spot, then suddenly couldn’t help but feel secretly delighted:
He knew it! This girl must have taken a liking to him early on!

Now she was purposely not returning the buns, using it as an excuse to confess.

As he entertained this thought, he couldn’t do anything but grin foolishly, the two of them exchanging silly looks under the streetlights.

…

Meanwhile, Song Tan had no idea that her family’s farm products were playing matchmaker; she was simply announcing yet again in the group chat that there were no more bamboo shoots.

As she watched the nonstop inquiries in the group chat, she was too exhausted to reply.

Was that bamboo forest some kind of perpetual motion machine?

After two digs it was all gone, naturally. Why keep asking, saying they’d rather wait for it to grow back… when it wasn’t even the right season?

Gone, really gone.

However, she faced a bit of a dilemma with her lifesaver from Imperial City.

Initially, she had been given one address, but afterward, when she was told they had been discharged, the address changed.

Now they were asking if she sold her home products, saying a friend was inquiring… But if she said they were for sale and they simply gave her money, what then?

In all honesty, Song Tan was out to make money, but she had no intention of profiting from this debt of gratitude. She had no plans to repay the life-saving favor with her hand in marriage; she would have to pay it back materially as generously as possible.

But then she thought of the advantage of WeChat: whether or not to accept the money was up to her.

So, without any hesitation, she replied firmly, “I sell tea leaves and some other farm products, all of which are for sale, but my family’s products are of such high quality that they are rather expensive. Both the Mingqian and Yuqian Tea are priced at ten thousand yuan per jin, honey is one thousand yuan per jin, and we also have bamboo shoots, wild vegetables, etc. However, the garden is now closed for the season, and we currently have none.”

“Postal delivery is available, but you’ll have to cover the shipping costs.”

That way, the other party could feel the sincerity of her desire to repay the favor.

This sincerity was indeed felt by Lun Chuan.

In his mind, the country girl dressed in simple clothes and carrying a canvas bag didn’t look wealthy, and with such high-quality products at home, ten thousand yuan probably wouldn’t yield much profit.

Yet she had easily given away several jin of it, not to mention the earlier wild vegetables and honey…

Lun Chuan stared blankly at the cup of fresh Maojian tea in front of him, feeling suddenly warm at heart.

Saving someone without expecting anything in return was genuine, but now that the other party was displaying their feelings, this sense of receiving gratitude felt good too.