Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 188 - . Qiaoqiaos Daily Life_1

Chapter 188: 188. Qiaoqiao’s Daily Life_1

Chapter 188: 188. Qiaoqiao’s Daily Life_1

Teacher Xin was truly putting in a lot of effort in devising one-on-one teaching plans.

But…

Qiaoqiao got out of bed at six o’clock to wash up and have breakfast, and by six-thirty he was washing dishes, cleaning plates, and hanging up the steamer baskets. By seven o’clock, he was feeding pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs, and checking on the bees (to emphasize, eight dogs, four feeding spots), while also taking the opportunity to bond with them.

At eight o’clock, he followed Seventh Uncle and Seventh Grandma around, getting to know some edible things, learning some cooking skills, and roughly planning the lunch menu.

By nine o’clock, he returned to wash and prepare the vegetables (including fetching firewood).

At ten o’clock, everything was ready, and Qiaoqiao could rest for an hour.

At eleven o’clock, he began cooking, tidying up the table and stools, with lunch served promptly at noon.

Half-past twelve, he repeated the process of scrubbing pots, washing dishes, and feeding the pigs, dogs, chickens, ducks, and geese…

Alright, by the time everything was concluded, it was one-thirty.

He took a nap.

At two-thirty, he got up to wash and hang clothes, and took the chance to rest and watch Ultraman (thank heavens, Qiaoqiao knew how to use the washing machine).

Four o’clock, and it was time to prepare dinner.

He started prepping the ingredients and cooking dinner, with the meal served promptly at six, followed again by scrubbing pots, washing dishes, and feeding everyone.

At eight o’clock, it was time to prepare for bed.

Xin Jun had stayed at home with Qiaoqiao for two days, and now, in the silent depths of the night while staring at the schedule in his hands, his eyes were blank.

—There seemed to be something wrong.

Having become accustomed to the village schedule, he was feeling sleepy by just after nine o’clock, and so he went to bed with utter sincerity.

And then suddenly, in the middle of the night, he bolted upright:

He remembered what was wrong.

Because Qiaoqiao’s entire day didn’t leave any time for studying!

According to his original plan, with a monthly salary of five thousand, the kid ought to be studying for over four hours a day!

Now, where could he ‘steal’ those four hours from?

“Your family is really harsh.”

After holding it in all night, as he crouched in the bushes brushing his teeth with a grumbling sound the next morning, he couldn’t help but speak to Song Tan:

“Qiaoqiao is busy like this all day, how do you expect me to arrange a teaching plan?”

Song Tan blinked blankly:

“Well, it’s not too bad, there shouldn’t be any physically strenuous tasks, right?”

Xin Jun went silent for a moment, then realized, “Now that you mention strength, I just remembered, Qiaoqiao is indeed quite strong!”

Song Tan also fell silent, the fact that Qiaoqiao had been growing stronger was something she hadn’t foreseen. However, she didn’t think it was too exaggerated and decided it must be innate.

Looking at the weeds that had been wildly trampled over this period of time, and then turning her gaze to the increasingly crowded yard, she finally couldn’t help but murmur:

“Seems like we can’t delay building the house any longer, even the bathroom is not enough…”

Xin Jun nodded, “Absolutely, everything else can be endured, but taking a shower and washing hair in the summer is inconvenient—there should at least be separation between men and women.”

Wait a minute!

He realized, “Don’t distract me with your tangents; I’m trying to have a serious talk with you: Qiaoqiao’s workload needs to be reduced, otherwise there’s no way he can have time to study.”

Saying that, he quickly went to his room to get his tablet and showed her the crammed daily schedule on it.

But Song Tan also expressed her difficulty: “Look at that schedule, is there anything I could possibly remove?”

Grandpa and Grandma are old, so obviously they can’t do it.

Wu Lan is addicted to tea picking, Song Sancheng spends his days either weeding or turning over black fungus or preparing manure for Zhang Yanping.

What about Song Tan herself? She is like a brick that’s moved wherever she’s needed.

So Qiaoqiao, despite being a bit busy, enjoyed herself in chores other than the arduous task of scrubbing pots and washing dishes.

The time he squandered was mostly spent on bonding with the treasures and with Big White and Daxiong.

The warmth and joy of it all made Xin Jun reluctant to interfere.

But the problem was that there really was no time left.

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It was possible to squeeze some time out, as Qiaoqiao had to watch two episodes of Ultraman before sleeping each night, and that time could be used for studying.

But…

The employer and tutor exchanged glances, both at a loss for words for a moment.

“What’s so difficult about this?”

It was Seventh Uncle who couldn’t stand it any longer.

“You’re his sister, aren’t you? When Qiaoqiao is washing dishes and scrubbing pots every day, don’t you feel sorry for him? Think about how tiring it will be in winter.”

“I’m only asking for three thousand yuan a month for my salary, can’t you afford to hire some help for the child?”

“There are ten people in the house for every meal, do you think it’s easy to cook for them?” Seventh Uncle didn’t have the heart to admit that he had to cook for twenty people at a time.

If Song Tan had her way, all the household chores could be outsourced, and she could just kick back and relax.

But…

Given the current situation of not earning any money, her parents would never allow such laziness.

She too looked at Seventh Uncle with difficulty, “I’m afraid my mom won’t agree.”

With Grandpa Li in charge of the rice paddies, Uncle Zhang looking after the back hill, four temporary tea pickers, and the occasional need for extra help around the house, not to mention Seventh Uncle as the chef…

That’s pure expenditure every month.

Seventh Uncle snorted, “Just tell them you can’t keep holding Qiaoqiao back like this. They are the parents, and since they didn’t want to send the kid to suffer elsewhere, they are bound to spend more money now.”

“You don’t need to offer high wages for the help, just hire someone to wash the dishes and scrub the pots daily; that’s all the help needed.”

Seventh Grandma, who spends every day with Seventh Uncle, hasn’t asked for a salary, but she works hard picking vegetables and cooking over the fire at Song Tan’s house.

Song Tan has taken note and already decided to set aside some nice things for the old couple.

Now that Seventh Uncle has made such a suggestion, she couldn’t continue to procrastinate, waiting for Seventh Grandma to feel sorry for the child and do the dishes herself, could she?

So she nodded readily, “Alright, I’ll have my mom ask around at noon.”

But the pressing matter was…

“Dad, find a couple of guys to tear down this courtyard wall, and let’s build a couple more bathrooms.”

That really couldn’t wait any longer.

With a bunch of men and women in the house, one bathroom simply wasn’t enough!

It was still manageable now, but once May comes and the weather warms up, there would be a line just to wash hair and bathe—everyone was already busy enough as it was, how could they be in a good mood if even washing up was a hassle!

Zhang Yanping, who had been engrossed in his phone for the past couple of days, looked up upon hearing this:

“Tantan, don’t rush to build it right now, the weather is still fine. We can hold out for another month; I don’t see a problem.”

“Why not find a designer first and come up with a plan for the entire homestead? Once it’s designed, we can fix up the yard, kitchen, and restroom all at once.”

“That way, even if you plan to build more houses later on, you won’t need to tear up the yard again.”

Song Tan was genuinely delighted and patted his shoulder:

“Brother Yanping, you really know how to spend money smartly!”

Zhang Yanping also smiled slightly, looking quite dashing:

“The forecast says tomorrow will be a clear day; why not stock up on some groceries? Put down a few more traps tonight.”

“At three in the morning, the fishers will be out competing for the best spots.”