I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 216 A Fragment of Leisurely Thoughts on the Little New Year's Book

In the evening, the five of them sat around a table, and all they could see were fish.

Fried fish fillets, braised fish chunks, sliced ​​fish, and fish head soup
"This is such a lavish meal! Did you really make this?"

Qin Bao, who was invited over, was a little incredulous. The aroma alone made it seem almost identical to what she had eaten at fancy restaurants.

"of course."

Jiang Yingzhu raised her chin.

“These fish lived and died right under my nose.”

"Okay, okay, you guys are amazing."

Zhou Qinqin glanced at Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu, who were wearing aprons, and praised them generously.

"Stop talking, just eat."

Li Yan interrupted Jiang Yingzhu, saying that it wasn't anything important anyway.

The senior student's cooking skills are quite good; you can tell just by looking at Zhou Qinqin. She doesn't act like a teacher at all and immediately transforms into a foodie.

Young people don't follow the rules of not talking while eating or sleeping; they talk about whatever comes to mind.

It started when Jiang Yingzhu approached Zhou Qinqin to talk.

Zhou Qinqin talked about her university life, which piqued the interest of Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu.

Li Yan had no interest whatsoever; he had spent his university years at home and in his dormitory in his previous life.

I get stabbed every day.

As the moon rose above the willow branches, Zhou Qinqin left her student's house with satisfaction, then patted her stomach.

I feel like I can't fit it all in.

Halfway there, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments.

She is, after all, a teacher.

A thank-you feast prepared by the students themselves – I have to show it off!
Unfortunately, we'll have to wait until next time.

……

After a lively all-fish feast, the daily routine passed by leisurely.

Hua Junshu's first transformation video received a good response.

Many people come to learn history.

However, whether they are truly learning or not is unknown.

It is worth mentioning that Li Yan planted two trees in front of the door.

One is a jujube tree, and the other is not.

It's a cherry tree.

He had set up a spirit-gathering array around the tree, intending to conduct a small-scale experiment to see if he could cultivate spirit plants.

Jiang Yingzhu played games all day long, either at the mall or at home.

Mengmeng doesn't spend much time with her, so she actually got together with Qinbao, the girl next door who's always staying home, and they started playing together!

When Li Yan had nothing to do, he would occasionally accompany Jiang Yingzhu out.

Occasionally, I would read books and enjoy snacks with Mei Mengqian on the balcony.

Or occasionally help the senior student organize her manuscripts, or go out to collect recyclables together.

Of course, it could also be other small businesses.

Mei Mengqian tore off a page from the calendar; on the new calendar of calligraphy and painting was a poem.

A small jar holds wine for the autumn festival, while broken books are idly arranged for the New Year.

The Little New Year has arrived.

She got up very early that day, as did everyone else.

Breakfast was made by Li Yan himself out of great compassion.

The four of them sat around a table to eat.

"Mengmeng, is your mother coming to pick you up tomorrow?"

"Mmm." Mei Mengqian nodded. "My mom and I are going back to my grandma's house for the Chinese New Year."

She hesitated for a moment when she said this.

Li Yan also thought of something, "I think girls can't go back to their parents' home for the New Year, right? I remember that's some tradition."

His aunt was like that, and in some places, even divorced women are not allowed to go back.

“It’s okay, Grandma’s family doesn’t do these things,” Mei Mengqian said.

"I'm actually worried about something else."

She recounted the story of her cousin who was staying at her maternal grandmother's house.

“He’s so naughty at such a young age, Mengmeng, you should give him a good beating!” Jiang Yingzhu immediately suggested.

Hua Junshu disagreed with this approach, saying, "If this is the case, Mengmengnian will not be able to make a living. It would be better to use entrapment to collect evidence and then publicly execute her."

She explained her thoughts, but Mei Mengqian still felt uneasy, as it seemed somewhat risky.

She didn't want her mother to fall out with her grandmother and aunt.

“Why don’t you just sleep with your aunt?” Li Yan looked at her. “Besides, since you’ve told your mom about this, she must have already told your grandma.”

What he didn't say was that with his own "no trouble" sign in place, if that child had any bad intentions, the consequences would be dire.

Mei Mengqian nodded, changing the subject away from herself.

"Today is the Little New Year, let's do a thorough cleaning first." "Not only cleaning, but also worshipping the Kitchen God." Jiang Yingzhu's eyes lit up. "In the past, there was always delicious food during the Kitchen God worship."

Li Yan nodded, "In that case, go and buy the items for the Kitchen God Festival."

"Let's buy the Spring Festival couplets and paper-cut window decorations too," Hua Junshu said. "And we'll also buy some groceries while we're at it."

"Good good."

Jiang Yingzhu nodded repeatedly and ran off impatiently.

Although their accommodation was close to the school, had a nice view, and was near a hospital, it had one drawback.

There are no large shopping malls nearby.

So Jiang Yingzhu borrowed Grandpa Qin's three-wheeled vehicle and headed towards the city center.

Li Yan stayed home with Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu, helping them clean the house.

The house was actually very clean, but the two of them still swept it very carefully.

Perhaps cleaning itself isn't important; what's important is doing it today.

His job was quite important; he had to hold Laba (Laba) in his arms and make sure it didn't get in his way.

An hour later, the cleaning was finished.

Jiang Yingzhu is still shopping.

"How come there's only a little bit of dust?"

Mei Mengqian took a dustpan, collected the swept-up dust, and went to empty it.

Li Yan glanced at it and thought to himself, "If you bring the dustpan in from outside and put it on the ground, the dust that falls off will be more than the dust that is swept in."

Hua Junshu put the broom away and walked back to look at Li Yan.

Do you want a haircut?

"Hmm?" Li Yan asked in confusion, touching his hair. "It is a bit long."

"I can cut it for you."

"what?!"

Two surprised exclamations rang out, and both Mei Mengqian and Li Yan looked at her.

Mei Mengqian's eyes showed more surprise than anything else, and a little envy as well.

If only she could cut her own hair, some of the hairdressers outside don't understand human language.

Once, her long hair was cut into a short bob, and it took her a lot of effort to grow it back.

Now she gets her hair cut at the same shop every day.

It's just too far.

"I just finished cleaning, isn't that a bit much?" Li Yan touched his head again.

He controls his hair with his spiritual power; he can control his hairstyle however he wants.

My current hairstyle is a spiky front.

“You can cut them in the yard.” Hua Junshu’s cool face was full of seriousness.

"I used to cut my own hair, I'm very good at it."

"Fine," Li Yan said, indifferently.

Enjoy the professional services of your senior.

First, move the stool outside, then drape a large towel over it.

Hua Junshu took out his electric hair clippers and started to trim his hair.

Mei Mengqian watched curiously from the side, her eyes filled with eagerness.

Seeing that Li Yan had his eyes closed as if he were asleep, she immediately said:

"Senior, let me give it a push too."

"No, you don't have experience."

"Just for a moment~"

"Then be gentle, don't push too deep."

"Don't worry, senior."

Zhou Qinqin went out to gather food in a daze, but upon hearing this absurd conversation, she immediately sobered up.

No, it's broad daylight, and you should at least do it indoors, right?
I need to take a look.

Oh, getting a haircut.

Zhou Qinqin pursed her lips speechlessly.

Jiang Yingzhu drove back in her three-wheeled motorcycle, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw her senior and Mengmeng circling around Li Yan, doing the same thing.

Upon closer inspection, I burst out laughing.

"Oh my, isn't this a buzz cut?"

Hua Junshu put away the mirror in his hand, and Mei Mengqian also put away her mirror.

He turned to look at Jiang Yingzhu.

"Zhuzhu, would you like a haircut? Your hair looks like it's gotten quite long."

"She's cutting it," Li Yan said, opening his eyes.

(End of this chapter)