Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 791: 781. Types of Cattle_1

The rest of the journey was very calm.

Perhaps still shaken, the father in the backseat fed the chestnut to his son bit by bit, like feeding ants, and the shiny, colorful light-up shoes were roughly stuffed into a pocket, evidently not to be worn again until they got out of the car.

The only issue was Yan Ran having eaten too much.

For breakfast, they had rice balls with noodle soup, which sounds simple, but the rice balls were stuffed with chopped tea eggs, pickled long beans, watermelon sauce, cucumber shreds, fish floss, small pickles…

There were even sweet ones, filled with cherry sauce made in spring!

Right, it was from the cherry tree at their doorstep, coveted by both squirrels and Old Xu, which, since the local cherries don’t last long and at that time they were too busy to care, Seventh Uncle made into sauce directly.

He didn’t tell anyone, and the sauce had just been sitting in the kitchen. With so many tasty things around, it gradually got pushed to the corner.

People at Lao Song’s family thought someone had eaten it or given it away. They figured there wouldn’t be much from one tree anyway, and since Old Xu had worked diligently, they wouldn’t really be at a loss to share some with him.

Now that it had been found, a large jar of sauce was polished off in one morning. Even the usually steadfast Xin Jun couldn’t help overeating, so Yan Ran eating a bit more was even less notable.

In short, who could resist such rice balls?