Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1108 - 1084. The city leaders have arrived

As noon approached, the folks in the village had been helping tidy up all morning, and it was already past eleven. Why hadn’t lunch started yet?

Usually, no one would be in a rush—after all, it’s the off-season in winter, and many have just returned from working. When to eat wasn’t a big deal.

But Wu Lei and the others were anxious!

They had tasted the good stuff. That night they enjoyed delicious food and drink, but with the braised pork bubbling in the kitchen, when the old man wanted to taste it, he simply wasn’t given a chance!

Old Li couldn’t take it anymore: "Not letting us eat yet making it smell so good! If I could eat things like this in the mountains, why would I travel so far?!"

Song Sancheng happened to walk in to fetch the portable stove and overheard, and couldn’t help but be curious: "Old man, you don’t raise pigs on the mountain? Gee, that’s strict!"

As soon as he said this, the old men fell quiet.

Nearby, Cong Yun and Secretary Wang, who were serving tea, pretended it had nothing to do with them.

But Zhu Xin, who couldn’t quite keep quiet, took a deep sniff: "Uncle, when do we eat? This meat smells just too good..."

While talking, he clearly forgot about their dogs, and likewise, the two officers standing beside had completely forgotten.

After all, the aroma from rural cooking fills the entire courtyard—who’d remember their duties with saliva dripping?

Song Sancheng had to explain: "The city leaders are coming at noon; we’re waiting to serve the final few dishes when they arrive... If you’re hungry, have some snacks first!"

No one was really hungry.

They were just tempted.

Not to mention the snacks at the Song Family, which everyone—hundreds of them, together—would munch away at, finishing entire bags of rice stems...

Who’s hungry?

No one’s really hungry!

The people arranging tables and chairs in the yard outside aren’t hungry!

They only know the snacks are truly delicious! Surely not ordinary stuff.

Take these soft and chewy pumpkin dried snacks for example; once you start, you can’t stop. Everyone mutters, thinking it’s good to have money!

If they all had a few billion like Song Tan, they could buy the secret recipe and make these pumpkin snacks so tasty... Maybe even sell them!

However, seeing the Song Family not selling either pork or pumpkin snacks, it was clear that they weren’t lacking money!

As everyone chatted while eating, many began thinking about their own families, their minds momentarily restless.

And at last, on the roadside, several people craned their necks in anticipation and finally spotted a shining vehicle.

The driver got out first, and as he turned back to open the car door, he suddenly heard a faint barking sound.

And a buzzing... from a tricycle?

Before the people in the car got out, a young guy suddenly dashed over, quickly brushing past them, shouting loudly:

"Princess! Princess!"

Newly alighted city leader Wang Sen: ...??? What princess?!

Secretary: ...What’s that about? That old red tricycle on the road didn’t have a princess riding on it!

Before he could ask, several young guys swiftly dashed past him!

With red-rimmed eyes and voices filled with emotion, disbelief, and delight flickered on their faces, merging into calls —

"Duoduo! Duoduo, I’m here!"

"It’s me, Yingjun! Do you remember me?"

"Cang Er, Cang Er, I came to see you! Baobao, how’ve you been—"

The last loud voice cut off suddenly.

Not just him; the few young lads who had rushed over were all a bit silent.

The old tricycle with a peculiar scent slowly came to a halt by the roadside, and only then did people see—there were actually four big dogs sitting in the back!

As for the reason for the silence... just look at the well-groomed, slightly plump dogs in front of them, it’s hard to say they haven’t been living well!

A Wolf Qing with a silver hollow eye mask.

A German Shepherd whose front leg slight wobbled after getting off.

A notably chunky Labrador, whose light golden fur in the sun shone with gloss!

It’s evident that all its fat was well earned.

Finally, a slightly smaller-sized dog, ears flapping up and down as it ran—a rarer Springer.

At this moment, these dogs wagged their tails and whined, leaping around the young men, clearly showing that humans weren’t the only ones who’s excited.

They were vibrant, full of energy, their coats gleaming, attracting everyone’s gaze.

Especially that slightly plump Labrador.

It had a small dark green pouch tied around its neck, complementing its light golden fur, giving it a rather elegant color scheme.

Now it gently bit the man’s hand in front of it—the man couldn’t help but become misty-eyed again as he patted its head. He then crouched down, unpacked the pouch, and pulled out a button.

The next moment, the man paused.

Then he chuckled.

The mixture of wistfulness and comfort in his expression imbued his gaze with rich emotion:

"Duoduo, you’ve always remembered him."

"Woof!"

The chubby Labrador barked loudly, then proudly puffed out his chest, signaling him to put the button back.

...

The scene was lively, with everyone crowded around to join in the fun, momentarily ignoring the vehicle that stopped in coordination with the tricycle.

Until a vehicle equipped with cameras pulled up behind, followed by another car with a Ning Province license plate stopping smoothly as a young lad stepped out.

As soon as he was out, he laughed:

"Alright, alright! Wu Lei! Your tricycle skills are impressive now! Going slopes, navigating bumps, you sure have mastered it—I barely caught up, while my cinematographer got stuck at the intersection for quite a while!"

No matter how much asphalt was laid, a rural path is still a rural path—two vehicles met at an awkward turn, nearly risking a scratch.

After shouting, Zhang Chen suddenly froze:

"Eh, what are you all doing here? Are we eating outdoors today?"

The young lad looked around eagerly:

"My classmates said their hometown has banquets, but the courtyard is tight, and the house is right by the roadside. So they eat on the roadside; if there’s a car, they’ll move the table aside, then move it back once the car passes..."

Before he could finish, a young yet capable-looking girl squeezed out of the crowd.

Her gaze swept through the bustling crowd and finally locked onto the car in front, her eyes lit up!

"Sorry, sorry."

Secretary Xiaozu quickly trotted up: "Leader, ah, we planned to come a bit later, yet no one went to pick you up... Quick, quick, quick, come inside! The banquet is all set here."

There were only two in the party, dressed quite low-key.

Although the media car was visible, Secretary Xiaozu sensitively noticed they didn’t want too much attention.

Despite all the prior instructions, he hadn’t expected them to appear alongside Wu Lei, who just mucked out cow dung.

This led to... quite a bit of attention going unnoticed, which was rather awkward.

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