Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1953 - 1729: Do You Understand? (3)

Oh my!

Their spirit and outlook are simply too good!

She’s all delighted, giving her prospects another boost with enthusiasm.

...

The men went fishing.

The women and children weren’t idle either.

Everyone sat playing with their phones, while the kids bounced around, full of energy with nowhere to release it. Seeing this, Lun Jing suggested:

"If you’re not afraid of the heat, you can take the kids to Zhang Hong’s house to grind tofu."

Ah?

Qin Yun’s wife was a bit curious: "They’re doing business there, and kids running around might disturb them."

The tofu they’ve been eating in the past few days is said to be ground with the spring water from Lao Song’s family, and it’s indeed unique.

No wonder people often drive there specifically to buy it.

Now that it’s mentioned, everyone perked up, listening intently.

Lun Jing laughed:

"It’s fine, there are many tourists now, and lots of people like to experience this. Their family has a separate courtyard with a hand-cranked stone mill, where they boil soy milk and press tofu themselves."

Though the process is long, many are satisfied just experiencing a portion of it.

Some don’t even need to experience much; they come over, happily posing for photos, and that’s perfect too.

Others come on the weekend to buy groceries with their kids, and often engage in parent-child activities there, as long as they’re not doing large-scale boiling, there’s really no danger.

To be honest, there’s risk in everything, but you can’t give up because of tiny concerns!

Now, looking at the children, even though He Tuo is quieter, he’s still full of energy.

With all this unending vigor, might as well push the mill!

Even if they don’t get tofu, they can at least have soy milk or tofu pudding, right?

This idea clearly resonated with the parents!

Adults posing for photos, kids pushing the mill, what a perfect combination!

Yun Feng’s wife rushed upstairs first: "I brought that tie-dye ethnic outfit, let me change and take photos!"

"Oh, I didn’t bring any! I only have vacation-styled dresses..."

And while Lun Jing couldn’t offer anything else, she asked the older parents: "Want sunglasses? Want scarves?"

The older parents: ... Yes!

After all, some brought them, and some didn’t. Some scarves are this color; others are that pattern...

Lun Jing immediately laughed: "Then I’ll lend you mine first, if it’s not enough, I’ll borrow some more from Wu Lan, she has plenty too..."

"By the way, she’s excellent at adding special effects on TikTok, shoot lots of videos and photos, and get her to help with that!"

The older parents were thrilled with anticipation.

The younger parents: ...

That TikTok effect, could it be that big head spinning from the top left to the bottom right?

But seeing the elderly moms look so eager...

Whatever, every era has its own aesthetics and hobbies. When they get old, maybe the young people will even complain about them drinking milk tea every day!

Everyone got prepared, and looking at the kids, they were also impatient—

"Let’s go!"

Adults and kids went off together, Lun Jing turned on the TV drama and suddenly felt an emptiness in her mouth.

But she shouldn’t eat more! Her skirts from last year all needed two extra sizes this year! That’s not living wisely!

So...

She looked at the brand-new induction cooker and remembered the milk Qiaoqiao gave her today, and quickly went to the kitchen:

"Master Chai, has the milk been used? If not, can I use it to make some milk tea..."

Milk is protein, tea doesn’t make you fat, and only a tiny bit of sugar will be added—just a tiny bit, three-tenths sweetness will be enough.

Round up, isn’t this pure tea?

Really slimming!

She was full of expectations.

However, before Master Chai spoke, Master Xiao Zhou turned around and blocked the fridge:

"The milk is already planned! Tonight, tonight..."

Speak up, come on! Tonight you must make something! Make what, make what, make what...

"Tonight we’re making milk-flavored buns."

Master Chai calmly said: "I’ll start preparing the dough now."

Lun Jing: ...

Milk-flavored buns, won’t that be too high in starch? But then...

Not eating any starch is also not suitable...

She hesitated, deeply conflicted, finally raising her index finger: "Then I’ll just brew one cup for myself, the rest should be enough, right?"

Master Xiao Zhou couldn’t refuse.

He thought of Lun Jing’s induction cooker and yielded: "I’ll do it, I can make milk tea, I’ll use my pot to brew it for you..."

Got it? Don’t use the induction cooker again, okay?

This kind of milk isn’t worthy of an induction cooker!