I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 222 Invitation to the Next Baby

Ms. Fang chatted with Xiaohua, Xiaomei, and Xiaojiang for a few minutes before returning the phone to Li Yan.

"Okay, that's enough. He's in a hurry to get his phone to chat with you guys."

Li Yan looked at the messages sent from his own profile picture in the group chat and was somewhat speechless.

"I didn't say that, my mom did."

Jiang Yingzhu: "I took a screenshot."

Mei Mengqian: "1!"

Hua Junshu: "1".

Li Yan didn't care and decided to put his phone aside for now.

He noticed that because of Ms. Fang's actions, the discussion at the table, which had been about grades, suddenly shifted to questions about men and women.

Li Bao was the only boy of normal age on the scene, so he naturally took the brunt of the gunfire.

Li Yanle watched the show with amusement, and Li Qingjie, who had been so nervous that he couldn't even eat properly, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating five dishes, Li Yan took out his phone and almost fainted.

He disappeared from the group chat for five minutes.

Jiang Yingzhu suddenly said, "He ran away shyly."

Whether it was a pre-arranged plan or not, Mei Mengqian and her senior actually echoed each other and made remarks that were inconsistent with their character settings.

"This is what a pure-hearted boys' high school is like."

"Especially since you have to speak your mind as a parent, you must have been holding it in for a long time."

Li Yan's temple twitched slightly. What kind of nonsense is this? Hei Tui~!

Speechless, Li Yan tapped a few times on his phone.

(System message: Li Yan has initiated a group call)

(Jiang Yingzhu refused to join)

(Hua Junshu refused to join)

(Mei Mengqian joined)
? ?
(Mei Mengqian withdrew)
Jiang Yingzhu: "@Muqing, what did Mengmeng say when you went in?"

"My hand slipped."

After typing those three words, Mei Mengqian lowered her head, facing the small sun, trying her best to make her blush appear normal.

She knew her face was very red; she had gotten a little carried away playing pranks on Li Yan with Jiang Yingzhu and the others.

On a whim, she clicked on the call and immediately said:

"Why are you calling? Do you miss me?"

Yes, baby~

Mei Mengqian couldn't stand such a direct and intimate way of addressing her. The embarrassment in her heart grew wildly like weeds in spring, tearing apart the barren land and adding color to the world.

A stirring emotion filled the world in the blink of an eye, making the bittersweet and burning feeling in my heart uncontrollable, as if a little deer was running wildly on this plain of my heart.

In the group chat, just as Mei Mengqian finished speaking, Li Yan spoke up.

"Next baby, please."

Mei Mengqian's heart skipped a beat, and she seemed to be hallucinating as Li Yan called "Baby" into her ear.

I immediately stopped looking at my phone.

In the group chat, Hua Junshu posted six dots.

As expected, Jiang Yingzhu reprimanded Li Yan.

"What baby? What a disgusting term. Li Yan, be normal."

Li Yan ignored Jiang Yingzhu's objections and left his seat to sit near the brazier in the corner.

Then she leaned closer to the phone, opened the voice messaging app, lowered her voice, and said in a voice that sounded like she was pregnant:

"You're getting shy, Bamboo Baby. The arrogant version has been removed. Were you trying to get my attention by talking like that? You've successfully gotten my attention. Let's join the group chat and have a passionate chat."

The group chat suddenly fell silent, and Li Yan's uncle and cousin, who had finished eating and were resting next to him, were also silent.

He looked at Li Yan with a strange expression.

No, is this something a normal person would say?!
Three minutes later, seeing that no one had spoken, Li Yan simply tagged Jiang Yingzhu.

Didn't come out, then tagged @花君树

Li Yan: "Little Tree, what do you think?"

Hua Junshu: "Don't joke around, I'm getting goosebumps."

Li Yan: "Alright, I'll stop teasing you guys."

Li Yan clicked his tongue in boredom. Invincibility is lonely; this is no good, with three weaklings. Just then, a system message popped up.

(Administrator Jiang Yingzhu disbanded the group chat)
(You have been added to the group chat 'Under the New Flying Clouds' by Jiang Yingzhu. Say hello to the other group members!)
Li Yan: "?"

"Jiang Yingzhu, you're so Indian!"

Jiang Yingzhu: *rolls eyes*

"I don't want to bother with you right now."

After sending this message, Jiang Yingzhu lay on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless, and glanced at the door.

I'm missing the crispy pork, fried chicken cutlet, and braised duck that I just ate a few bites of.

Those were all things she painstakingly bought from town to eat on New Year's Eve.

Now things are really messed up; because of someone's voice message just now, the main room has become a forbidden area.

In short, Jiang Yingzhu didn't want to go out tonight.

Li Yan smiled and used his divine sense to clearly see the situation on Jiang Yingzhu's side.

He glanced at the time; it was a little past eight, still early, and the Spring Festival Gala had only just begun.

Seeing that he wasn't chatting, Li Bao humbly asked for his advice.

"Yan, is this how you guys talk when you're dating?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yan immediately shook his head, "How could that be? I just have occasional bouts of madness."

Li Bao and his eavesdropping uncle were speechless. So you know it's crazy, huh?
"And bro, I'm really not dating anyone, she fired first."

Li Yan stroked his chin, realizing that what Li Bao really wanted was tips on how to pursue girls, so he said:
"Brother Leopard, what we talk about doesn't matter, just be shameless. Voice messages can really show your charm."

Li Bao found it hard to disagree with this point; even he, a man, found Li Yan's voice nauseating.

Then Li Bao asked about writing novels, and Li Yan answered him one by one, while his uncle listened in.

Li Yan asked with some confusion, "Uncle, are you also interested in novels? Aren't you a fashion designer in Myanmar?"

If Li Yan remembered correctly, his uncle was a clothing pattern designer, and it seemed that he also needed to use some software to draw patterns.

In Myanmar, the monthly salary is around ten thousand, which is higher than the salary of most people in China.

"Working for someone else is no good," Li Jianwen shook his head.

He's forty now, and although his income is high, his expenses are also high.

My wife stays home to take care of the kids, and we need money for everything.

Moreover, it's inconvenient to live too far from home for things that require a man to do.

What finally convinced Li Jianwen to return to China was visiting his son, Li Qingjie, this year; his son almost didn't recognize him.

He's only been gone for three years and he's already like this.

Li Jianwen pondered these thoughts and looked at Li Yan.

"Xiao Yan, you're smart. Help your uncle with some advice. If we were to go back to China and start a business, what would be a good option?"

“.emmm.” Li Yan didn’t expect his uncle to ask him this question.

It seems there's a significant difference between having income and not having it.

"Uncle, I think you can start with a roadside stall. Street stalls selling things like spicy hot pot and barbecue are very popular, but they are quite tiring."

Li Jianwen's brow twitched; he had the same thought. Just then, he heard Li Yan say:
"But Uncle, I recommend you make fried skewers."

"Huh?" Li Jianwen was taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. "Why?!"

Li Yan held up two fingers.

"First, frying skewers is relatively simple and less tiring, and it's just as popular."

"Secondly, the quality of fried food stalls varies greatly. Most are roadside stalls without any brand chains, but the market is as big as that of barbecue, and the competition is not as fierce as that of barbecue and spicy hot pot. Uncle, you have a better chance to make money."

When he got to this point, not only Li Jianwen, but even his uncle Li Jianshan, who had come to listen out of curiosity, had his eyes light up.

"Thirdly, if you really want to open a chain of stores, I can invest."

After Li Yan finished speaking, he picked up his phone and started scrolling through group messages.

He remembered the fried skewers when he went out to buy them last time.

At that time, there were no brands like "Father" and "Sister".

Both of these things were expanding during the pandemic.

This was an opportunity, but Li Yan hadn't originally planned to do anything about it, since Old Li and the others were already doing quite well.

With my own money to cover it, there won't be any problems!
But if someone around him needs it, he doesn't mind offering advice and ideas.

Whether he listens or not, and whether he does what he listens to or not, is not his business.

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(End of this chapter)