Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1732 - 948: Divine Blessing

Courtyard.

Chen Siqing quietly passed her observations about Yin Yu to her sister.

Chen Siyu transformed into a loudspeaker: "Jiang Ning, Tongtong, that girl named Yin Yu is really weird!"

"Yeah, yeah, she even asked you, Tongtong, to catch pigeons, and pigeons bite when they resist!"

Sister Chen Siqing spoke gently: "She is from the big city, maybe she thinks pigeons are gentle creatures!"

Jiang Ning watched their reactions, finding it amusing that one played the bad cop while the other played the good cop.

Chen Siyu nodded: "It’s possible."

Tongtong couldn’t get a word in.

Sister Chen Siqing added: "But it doesn’t matter, she’s attending an international high school in An City, we probably won’t see her again."

Chen Siyu: "Exactly."

Chen Siqing: "Anyway, I never listen to others’ instigations, causing me to do something dangerous."

Chen Siyu: "Exactly, no one can bully me."

Chen Siqing: "What if someone does bully you?"

Chen Siyu: "Then they picked the right target!"

After their banter, Tongtong praised: "That’s so logical, perfect reasoning, you two are so smart!"

Chen Siyu humbly said: "Just a little bit."

Most of the time, Tongtong didn’t want to waste her limited brain resources on irrelevant people.

She lifted a snakeskin bag: "I’ll grill squabs for lunch, one per person for the five of us, and keep the remaining two to make soup later."

Chen Siyu looked around: "Four of us?"

Xue Yuantong: "And Chuchu."

She had been eating Chuchu’s breakfast every day, and since Chuchu had school today, she planned to treat Chuchu to a big lunch that noon.

"Later, I’ll handle the pigeons at home, Jiang Ning, can you go to the river and catch some?"

Jiang Ning: "Sure."

The twins: ’Has he become so arrogantly powerful now?’

...

Xue Yuantong put two unconscious pigeons into an iron cage.

Then she began slaughtering the other five pigeons.

These pigeons had escaped from a failed poultry farm in the southern village, so they were farm-raised and their meat was quite tender.

Xue Yuantong killed them while explaining: "I’m roasting them today, so I’ll kill them directly!"

Chen Siyu, curious about cooking, asked: "Is there any other way to kill them?"

Xue Yuantong explained: "If you’re making soup, it’s best to suffocate them directly, because pigeon’s blood is nutritious and can maximize the nutrition when used in soup!"

Chen Siyu was shocked: "Wow, Tongtong, you know so much, have you eaten pigeons often before?"

A fleeting expression crossed Xue Yuantong’s face, she actually hadn’t. Her family was poor back then, and pigeons were quite expensive, only villagers who had surgery and needed to recuperate could afford one to make soup.

One time she heard someone else’s family eating pigeon, so she ran home to ask her mom about the details.

That was always the way she was; whenever she heard about delicious food, she’d ask about it, knowing that one day if she gets the chance to eat it, she would use all the gathered experience.

She remembered reciting the cooking method before sleep one night, and fell asleep while doing so, dreaming about pigeon meat. The next morning, she woke to realize it was all a dream.

Little Tongtong felt a sense of loss.

But life is more illusory than dreams; now she’s actually eating pigeons, and not just pigeons.

Reliving the past, Xue Yuantong killed all the pigeons without delay.

After a while of handling them, she was able to take a break.

Xue Yuantong said: "Let’s go, Siyu, Siqing, let’s head to the river to catch some!"

...

Chen Siyu carried a fishing net, while Chen Siqing held a broken bucket.

Jiang Ning and Tongtong followed behind like landlords overseeing the maidservants.

The fields on either side of the gravel road were lush with green wheat, full of spring vibes, even the air felt much fresher.

On the river dam, at a vantage point, they could see the fields stretching north beyond the pond, scattered with small puddles resembling leaf-scattered wormholes.

By a pond of fifty to sixty square meters, Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui were geared up, much more professional than ordinary anglers.

Jiang Ning descended the river dam, walked along the forest path for a stretch, light returned as the cover of shadows faded.

Dance student Xu Wenyi danced in the sunlight, with a filming stand before her as if she was shooting a dance video.

A few fishermen watched her dance and secretly thought: ’Such beauty distracts me!’

Seeing Jiang Ning and friends arrive, Xu Wenyi gathered herself, her smile was radiant: "Are you here to catch fish too?"

Chen Siyu stared at her, acknowledging she was indeed good-looking and danced well, with moves more fluid than Bai Yuxia’s, though it seemed to lack a unique beauty.

Chen Siqing thought: ’Her teeth are a bit crooked.’

Jiang Ning: "Yes."

Lin Zida saw them and glanced at their gear: "You’re not fishing?"

Xue Yuantong: "That’s too much hassle, tying fishing lines is very troublesome!"

Devoted angler Gong Jin laughed: "To catch fish, you have to, like we do; first find a fishing spot, then bait, then make the bait, adjust the float..."

Gong Jin’s words drew nods of agreement from seasoned anglers around the pond: ’The young man is right.’

Gong Jin summed up: "It’s not trouble, it’s the only way for us fishermen."

Fishing demands patience.

Xue Yuantong asked: "Have you caught any fish yet?"

Gong Jin’s silence was deafening.

Chen Siyu walked to the pond with a fishing net, poking around in the bushes.

For some reason, Lin Zida’s eyelid twitched, recalling memories of rural tourism ponds: ’Impossible, impossible, this is a wild fishing spot.’

He quickly focused ahead, concentrating on fishing.

"Sister, is that a fish?" Chen Siyu asked.

"Seems like it is! Sis, net it."

Chen Siyu lifted the net, aimed at the dark shadow in the water, and snapped it down, causing water splashes.

Jiang Ning was having a hard time keeping it together, ’You two are so crude!’

He almost refrained from helping.

The net quivered violently, Chen Siyu’s arm shook, almost toppling her.

Chen Siqing and Tongtong rushed to assist, pulling the net’s rod, and managed to drag the fish onto the grass.

"Jiang Ning, it’s a black fish, a black fish, three pounds!" Tongtong shouted.

Lin Zida glanced over and quickly averted his gaze, unwilling to look even for a second!

"Haha, sister, wasn’t I awesome?"

"So strong!"

The girls’ excitement was the most delightful sound in the world, though it could sometimes stir one’s soul.

Tongtong reminded: "Speak softly, they’re still struggling to catch anything?"

Chen Siqing: "What does ’struggling to catch anything’ mean?"

Chen Siyu explained: "’Struggling to catch anything’ is a powerful army, I think it’s meant as a strong blessing, wishing all fishermen to struggle to catch anything!"

Sister Chen Siqing: "They’re blessed, why are their faces so red?"

Chen Siyu: "A young person’s blush says more than a thousand words."