I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 224 Hiding and sneaking a bite, huh?
When I got home, it was already past 12:30.

Li Qingjie was quite curious about the situation where someone had been in the toilet for so long without being seen.

The other elders all smiled knowingly.

They're not blind; how could they not see such huge fireworks?
The elders couldn't stay awake any longer and went to sleep one after another.

"A few younger ones are keeping watch at night," Li Bao asked jokingly.

"Yan, who is Zhu Baobao?"

"Jiang Yingzhu, who else could it be?"

Li Yan answered decisively; it was impossible for that to make him feel embarrassed.

Seeing that he admitted it so readily, Li Bao felt bored and started telling Li Qingjie ghost stories.

Bored, Li Yan started scrolling through group messages.

Many people in the class group chat posted pictures of their New Year's Eve dinner and sent out New Year's red envelopes.

They're talking about the Spring Festival Gala programs now. Li Yan thought for a moment, wondering what the programs for tonight's Spring Festival Gala were again.

It seems I haven't watched it, so I can't participate.

The next day is dawn.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, people visit and sweep graves.

Li Yan sent a message to Jiang Yingzhu.

Are you going to Xiaodongshan today?

"We'll go tomorrow," Jiang Yingzhu continued. "Today we'll sweep the graves of my great-grandparents."

"Okay, then I'll go with you tomorrow."

"Where are you going?!"

"I'm visiting my aunt, so what? You don't think I'm doing this for you, do you? Jiang Yingzhu, you're so narcissistic."

After Li Yan sent the message, the other party rolled their eyes and then ignored him.

He found Hua Junshu's profile picture, clicked on it, and hesitated about how to ask her.

With a swipe of my finger, I sent a "Good morning baby" emoji.

This expression looks a bit cheesy.

Of course, those are just emojis, and have little to do with him.

The other party replied quickly.

"Good morning."

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"I'm going to the cemetery to sweep the tombs today. It will be closed on Laba Festival."

Li Yan hadn't expected her to bring it up, so he asked, "Which cemetery?"

"The one near Xisai Mountain."

"Oh."

Li Yan nodded, without asking any further questions or offering any words of comfort.

If the other person has already moved on, you might say something like, "Everything will be alright."

To suddenly drag people back into their memories, wouldn't that be a terrible thing?
They then turned to talk about things after the New Year.

"We'll probably be back around the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, but we don't know how long it will take Mengmeng."

She said the seventh day.

They were almost there, so Li Yan stopped talking.

We're already deep in the mountains, with only narrow, winding paths, but climbing isn't tiring.

It didn't rain yesterday, and the road conditions were good.

The second day of the Lunar New Year was also a sunny day.

Jiang Yingzhu waited at home until the afternoon before taking Li Yan to sweep the tombs.

Although Xiaodongshan has the character "Dong" in its name, it is actually located outside the town to the north.

That was Jiang Yingzhu's mother's hometown.

It's often colder in the mountains than in the city, but Jiang Yingzhu has the "nothing to worry about" token given to her by Li Yan, so she's not afraid of it.

Soon the two arrived at a grave, where there were still ashes in front of the tombstone.

The surrounding weeds have been cleared away.

Jiang Ye had obviously been here in the morning.

Jiang Yingzhu stepped forward first to burn paper money, which was yellow paper with marks made from RMB banknotes.

She didn't speak, nor did she cry.

There was sadness, but not enough to bring me to tears.

Years have passed, and she has gotten used to it. She just silently burns a large bag of paper money, hoping that her mother is doing better over there.

Yellow paper is difficult to burn, and the more you burn, the harder it is to burn it all off; you need to handle it gently.

A gentle breeze blew by, wafting the smoke from the fire towards Jiang Yingzhu, as if a deceased person were stroking her forehead.

Jiang Yingzhu's eyes gradually reddened.

Soot from the smoke.

Li Yan stepped forward a few paces to block the wind.

It took more than ten minutes for the paper money to burn completely.

When it was Li Yan's turn to burn the paper money, he first set off a string of firecrackers.

He didn't bring as much paper money as Jiang Yingzhu, and he finished in about three to five minutes.

The two stood there for a while, waiting for the embers to completely die out, before leaving.

As they descended the mountain, a three-wheeled vehicle was parked on the dirt road at the foot of the mountain. Li Yan got into the driver's seat.

"Go back to your house?" "Yes, I'm going back to your house on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year to get some things, so I don't have to visit relatives again."

Jiang Yingzhu pouted, "Annoying!"

"Ok."

Li Yan agreed with her idea.

Although he loved Chinese New Year when he was a child, he loved the endless New Year's feasts, the countless relatives to visit, and the endless red envelopes to receive.

But as the saying goes, the past is the past, and the present is the present.

Li Yan also disliked visiting relatives, feeling it was a waste of time and that he preferred to stay at home.

Especially in my previous life, when I had just graduated and started working, I finally had a long holiday and wanted to take a break.

Oh dear, your parents want you to go visit your relative XX.

Li Yan wondered if that place had the Evergrande Dance Troupe or Disneyland, was it that fun?
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The three-wheeled vehicle drove into the rice paddies, and Li Bao, who was playing a game, looked up.

"Oh, you've brought your wife back?"

"Go away, go away, stop causing trouble." Grandpa, who was warming himself by the fire and eating sunflower seeds, waved his hand and came up in a few steps.

"Bamboo girl is here. Come sit down, I'll get you something delicious."

"Thank you, grandpa."

"Hehe, no need to thank me, I'm not as generous as before," Li Daoguo said as he walked into the house.

The adults who were still offering advice to their uncle in the main room also came out.

There were also two people who came to visit Li Yan's family.

Jiang Yingzhu remained calm and greeted everyone familiarly, since she had known most of the people present since childhood, though she hadn't seen some of them often.

She pulled up a chair and sat down, and Grandpa came out with a plate of snacks.

Things like suck-up jelly, rice crackers, Want Want mini steamed buns, and spicy chips.

"These were all bought by Li Yan, Zhu Yatou, don't be shy."

"Mmm." Jiang Yingzhu nodded obediently, then glanced at Li Yan.

"You still buy these to eat? I didn't know that. Didn't you say you didn't like snacks? You're sneaking them to eat them, aren't you!"

Li Yan was speechless. After observing with his divine sense, he realized that these were all things his grandfather had just bought from the small supermarket next door through the back door.

He naturally wouldn't expose him, and grabbed a handful of snacks to stuff into the eagerly waiting Li Qingjie's hand.

"Aren't you going to eat it? If not, I'll share it with someone else."

"You divide it up, I'll ask Grandpa for more later."

Jiang Yingzhu crossed her arms, unmoved by this.

Seeing this, Li Yan raised his hands in surrender.

A little while later, Jiang Yingzhu, having finished her meal, pulled Li Yan to his room, where the two played online games together.

That evening, Jiang Yingzhu received four red envelopes.

Li Yan was a little envious. Ever since his money-making scheme was exposed, his uncles and other relatives stopped giving him red envelopes.

Grandpa and Grandma did give one, but only one.

As for his parents, they were already used to Li Yan frequently sending out gold coins, emptying their shopping carts, and giving them red envelopes and gifts on holidays.

I'm still waiting for Li Yan to give me a red envelope!

It is simply the opposite of Tiangang.

Jiang Yingzhu proudly showed off her red envelope to Li Yan, and then something seemed off.

"It feels thicker than before."

She used to receive red envelopes when she visited Li Yan's house, but they were just token gestures.

Among them, Aunt Li Yan gave the least number of times and the least amount.

Jiang Yingzhu didn't think they should give it to her; she just used it to judge the differences between people.

But this time, Aunt Li Yan's red envelope was also very generous.

"Because I have a share." Li Yan stated the reason expressionlessly, extending his hand.

"You think beautifully."

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the Li family visited relatives, while Li Yan stayed at home under the pretext of entertaining Jiang Yingzhu.

Parents and other elders, for certain reasons, did not object.

The older and younger cousins ​​were a bit puzzled, wondering why they wouldn't go out for a nice meal, and yet they were still receiving red envelopes (cash gifts).

They extended the invitation, and were then reprimanded.

Grandpa Li Daoguo thought for a moment and said, "Your grandma and I are going to visit your uncle's house. You all stay home and be careful."

Li Yan was speechless. These idiots.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Yingzhu went back home and brought her luggage with her.

After lunch on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the two took a car back to Huangcheng.

My uncle's family came along.

“I’ve decided to start by making some fried skewers, just like you suggested, Xiaoyan, and try it out at a roadside stall.”

Li Jianwen said that he plans to work in Huangcheng first, because it is close to home and the expenses are not so high.

On the other hand, it is convenient for children to study, but the educational resources in the county are still somewhat rudimentary.

Sitting in his uncle's car, Li Yan nodded.

"Uncle, you can set up a stall near the stadium first, there's a lot of foot traffic there."

Jiang Yingzhu asked in confusion, "Why not go to People's Square? There's Wanda Plaza there, and the foot traffic is much higher."

Li Yan only said two words to dissuade his uncle from the idea.

"Urban management officers."

(End of this chapter)