I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 387 Look at yours
Listening to Jiang Yingzhu's explanation, Mei Mengqian felt both amused and a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but look at Li Yan.

Hua Junshu also looked at Li Yan, his gaze sweeping over him for a moment before he said:
"Everyone peeed and pooped everywhere when they were little, it's okay."

Li Yan chuckled twice. "You're trying to comfort me."

Speechless.

He blinked and nodded, saying, "Then let's go back and see my senior?"

Before Hua Junshu could react, Mei Mengqian shrank back.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that all her photos were of her house in Jiangcheng.

Then she looked at her senior.

My senior wouldn't agree to something so shameful, would she?

Jiang Yingzhu thought so too.

However, Hua Junshu did not show any shyness; instead, he calmly nodded.

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Mei Mengqian and Jiang Yingzhu both widened their eyes.

Jiang Yingzhu immediately asked, "Senior, can I watch it too?"

“You’re all fine.” Hua Junshu nodded.

Jiang Yingzhu felt a little ashamed because of his calm demeanor.

I want to share with my senior.
However, upon thinking of those photos from her childhood, Jiang Yingzhu immediately dismissed the idea.

Jiang Yingzhu was far more outrageous than Li Yan when she was a child, even though she could get along with him.

And unlike Li Yan, who only takes photos when his parents ask him to, he is different.

There are so many photos of Jiang Yingzhu!

“Okay.” Mei Mengqian nodded. “When we get back, I’ll show you some photos of me when I was little, but only those from when I was eight years old onwards. I don’t have any photos of me when I was younger.”

As Mei Mengqian spoke, her eyes flickered, and she seemed a little guilty.

However, considering that those photos were indeed taken after she was eight years old, she didn't think much of it.

After all, she really doesn't have any other photos.

Jiang Yingzhu also adjusted her state at this time and continued to flip through the photo album, introducing it to Mengmeng and her senior.

"This was when he was two years old, still in daycare, in the city."

He was three years old at the time, and he was also in the city.

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"He was five years old at the time, following his grandfather to harvest wheat."

Jiang Yingzhu pointed to a photo and introduced it. Upon hearing that the child was five years old, Mei Mengqian asked, "You stopped living in the city at that time?"

"Yes, Aunt Fang and my parents also went to work in another city around this time, and that's when we met."

Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian nodded. Five years old.

It sounds like they were still very young, just about to start preschool.

Jiang Yingzhu continued to show them the photos.

Then came many more photos of rural life, with the most common scenery taken in spring and winter.

In the photos, Li Yan is always wrapped up like a penguin.

Listening to Jiang Yingzhu's introduction, Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu's eyes sparkled, as if they were getting to know Li Yan all over again.

Li Yan listened with great interest, mostly reminiscing.

“This was taken when we graduated from elementary school.” Jiang Yingzhu flipped to the last photo.

A set of photos includes a picture of Li Yan and Jiang Yingzhu together, as well as several pictures of Li Yan with other boys.

Looks like they were elementary school classmates.

After watching, Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu were still a little unsatisfied and couldn't help but ask:
"What happened to the junior high school ones?"

“He didn’t like taking pictures in junior high, so we didn’t take any,” Jiang Yingzhu shrugged.

During junior high school, Li Yan developed a sense of self and felt that taking photos was useless and uninteresting.

And her parents couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she didn't get a single one.

Li Yan felt a little regretful when he thought about this, but then he stopped feeling regretful.

He suggested, "Actually, there are some. The photos Jiang Yingzhu took with me are all with her. If you want to see them, you can ask her."

As soon as Li Yan finished speaking, Jiang Yingzhu's smiling expression immediately fell.

She glared at Li Yan, but couldn't stop him from finishing his sentence.

Feeling Mengmeng and her senior's gazes on her, Jiang Yingzhu forced a stiff smile.

"Haha, I have a few here. I'll show them to you when we get back," Jiang Yingzhu said, her eyes darting around.

"Why do we have to wait to go back?" Mei Mengqian asked, puzzled. "Zhuzhu, isn't your house right next door?"

"Emmm," Jiang Yingzhu fell silent. She regretted volunteering to explain.

Unexpectedly, she went to great lengths to minimize the presence of her photos.

They even came early to collect all the photos, but Li Yan still managed to point it out right away!

hateful!

Jiang Yingzhu scratched her head, "Anyway, I just want to go back and see."

"Oh."

Hua Junshu nodded slightly and said "Oh," without saying anything else.

But Jiang Yingzhu had a feeling that her senior knew something.

Mei Mengqian's eyes also flickered, and a hint of interest appeared on her face.

"Then why don't we look at your photos this afternoon, Zhuzhu? We can look at them in turn, since you've put them away."

"I didn't!" Jiang Yingzhu reacted strongly.

"Shall we go to your room now?"

"No way! It's not clean enough, I'm too lazy to clean it again."

After Jiang Yingzhu finished speaking, she noticed Li Yan looking around on the ground, so she changed the subject.

"Li Yan, what are you looking at?"

"See if you have a suitable excuse."

Jiang Yingzhu became famous; her attempt to change the subject not only failed, but she was also completely exposed.

"Alright then, let's watch!"

Jiang Yingzhu accepted reality, "But we'll go shopping this afternoon and look at things again tonight."

Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian had no problem with it, and Li Yan didn't mind his little green plum stalling for time, since he had already agreed. So the matter was settled.

At noon, the four of them had a simple meal downstairs.

Mei Mengqian wants to visit Li Yan's junior high school.

Unfortunately, the security guards wouldn't let us in.

"Where is my alma mater?!"

Jiang Yingzhu walked side by side with her senior, Mengmeng, while complaining:
"How dare the school? During our final exams in the third year of junior high, several of our Chinese composition topics were praising our alma mater."

"It's alright," Mei Mengqian said, not bothered. "I saw it outside, so it's fine."

Jiang Yingzhu felt embarrassed, since the security guard clearly recognized her.

Hua Junshu looked a little embarrassed; the security guard recognized her too.

Thinking back to the impulsive things I did back then, I can understand why I was stopped.

"Where should we go shopping this afternoon?" she asked, looking at Jiang Yingzhu and the others.

Jiang Yingzhu immediately said, "Let's go to the pedestrian street and buy some clothes."

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Meanwhile, in the school's boys' dormitory.

Zhou Haiyang, a student from the top class of the humanities program, got up from Cheng Yuan's stool, took out his phone, and looked at his hair from left to right.

On either side of him, Ma Liang and Xiao Shuai, who were plotting a great cause with Cheng Yuan, took out two mirrors.

"Haiyang, you can't see clearly on your phone, come look in the mirror, you look so handsome!" Xiao Shuai held a mirror up to Zhou Haiyang's face.

Ma Liang also held a mirror, standing to the side and behind Zhou Haiyang, reflecting his hairstyle from the back of his head.

"Yeah, Haiyang! This hairstyle is almost as good as Li Yan's. When he goes out, all the junior girls will be adding him on Feixin."

The two of them had such sweet words.

Zhou Haiyang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth as he spoke, feeling smug inside.

"Haha, it's just so-so. This kind of good looks is natural, there's nothing I can do about it."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuai and Ma Liang nodded vigorously.

"That makes sense, but clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. Yuanzi's skills deserve extra points, don't they?"

"Yes, it has been added." Zhou Haiyang had to admit that it did look much better.

So he took out five yuan.

"Give."

"Hehe, come again next time!"

After seeing Zhou Haiyang off, Ma Liang handed five yuan to Cheng Yuan.

"Five yuan again, how about it, Brother Yuan? Just say it'll work out!"

Cheng Yuan nodded and took out two of the five five-yuan notes he had collected that morning, giving one to each of them.

"Advertising expenses."

Xiao Shuai and Ma Liang's eyes lit up, and they didn't hold back.

“The boss is awesome!”

"May the boss bring you wealth!"

Although he only gave haircuts to five people in one morning, it was still a considerable income for Cheng Yuan, who is still a student.

If you're frugal and only eat in the cafeteria, the fifteen yuan you have can last for three days.

Moreover, with five people, there will be even more.

"Let's clean the balcony together, guys. We're going out this afternoon," Cheng Yuan said, picking up a broom.

Ma Liang had just earned his first money and was quite engrossed in it when he heard this, and he was taken aback.

"Brother Yuan, where are you going? Let's continue this afternoon."

"No one is in the dormitory."

Cheng Yuan pointed to his dormitory.

In the four-person dormitory, all three of the other students besides him had gone out to surf the internet.

This is usually how it is in boys' dormitories during holidays.

They're usually confined to school every day, so how could they possibly stay at school during holidays?

Even if I die outside, it's still better than being at school.

Ma Liang and Xiao Shuai understood instantly.

Then Cheng Yuan said, "You can do hairdressing as a part-time job. I'll take you out to make money."

Cheng Yuan felt that Xiao Shuai and Ma Liang were a good match, and he could tell that they weren't wealthy, so he decided that they should work together to make money.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuai and Ma Liang's eyes lit up, and they shouted:
"Brother Yuan!"

Then the two of them covered his hands from the left and right.

Xiao Shuai said sincerely, "From now on, I will be your second brother."

“I am your other younger brother!” Ma Liang said.

Cheng Yuan shook them off, "Don't play abstract games with me, I have a younger brother."

Xiao Shuai and his companion were a little surprised. They hadn't expected that this thick-browed, big-eyed spy, who was used by Gou Ping, would understand their language.

"Okay, Yuan-ge, what shall we do this afternoon?"

"If you're just filling up a snack shop, you can sit down and pretend to eat something before coming back."

Cheng Yuan raised an eyebrow. "This is a good job. You get thirty for sitting for two hours, plus free food. I don't usually take him along."

Upon hearing this, their eyes lit up.

Without hesitation, the three of them boarded a bus and, led by Cheng Yuan, arrived near a shop called Grandpa's Fried Skewers.

"You guys come with me over there to register and join a group."

Cheng Yuan spoke to the two men and led them to a young man with a backpack.

The group added each other on WeChat, joined the group chat, and entered their information.

Then they were urged to enter.

"Remember to act like you're really there, sit for a while, and don't just focus on eating; praise the taste more often," the leader instructed.

"Also, remember to click in the order of the codes we gave you; don't click on the others!"

Xiao Shuai and Ma Liang nodded repeatedly, filled with curiosity.

When they entered the store and saw that it was packed with people, they thought of the more than thirty people in the group chat who were just like them.

Xiao Shuai stayed in Bengbu. "Damn! I used to love crowded shops the most. The more people there were, the more I wanted to go."

(End of this chapter)