I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 96 You Can't Do That

"Bite him?"

Mei Mengqian felt her ears burning as soon as she thought of the word, and immediately shook her head without thinking.

"I do not want it!"

She had originally planned to blow on Li Yan's arm, but now she didn't want to anymore, and Li Yan didn't seem to be in much pain.

“Mengmeng is still the best,” Li Yan said.

"Hmph, I'm not bragging!"

Mei Mengqian hummed twice, a sly smile playing on her lips, and spoke without hesitation.

Li Yan was a little flustered, feeling that she was somewhat like Jiang Yingzhu.

He turned to look at his senior, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The thought of the feeling on the back of his head before sent a shiver down his spine.

I don't understand. I've already tasted it all in my past life, so why can't I resist?
Let's just listen to music quietly.

Just then, the singer on stage was finally changed.

"Oh oh oh! Come!!"

A few representative opening lines are uttered, followed by progressively louder drumbeats.

"Left, left, left, left—if you use your left hand in daily life, you don't need to think too much~"

As the song began, and icy mist filled the air, Lin Junjie slowly walked out of the stage.

Let's sing together!

The microphone was handed out.

Quite a few people in the audience could hum a few lines of the song "If You're Not Trendy, You Don't Spend Money".

Li Yan remembers that he first became interested in this song because of a female cover version.

Those opening lines were a bit suggestive.

However, this song is perfect for creating a lively atmosphere when there are many people.

Lin Junjie's singing skills were far superior to those of the unknown singer from before, so Li Yan and the other three didn't say much and focused on listening to the song.

JJ's performance lasted a moderate amount of forty minutes, and he would invite the audience to sing along to songs that were suitable for group singing.

However, there were no audience members invited to sing on stage, as it is a multi-person music festival.

After JJ stepped off the stage, another unfamiliar face took the stage.

Li Yan saw Jiang Yingzhu yawn, and Mei Mengqian also looked a little listless. The senior's face was as tense as ever, but through his divine sense, he could still detect her fatigue.

Compared to her previous stiff posture after the awkward touch, she was now completely slumped in the chair, clearly tired, and said:
"It's almost evening, are you still going to listen?"

"I'm not listening anymore, I'm hungry," Jiang Yingzhu said first.

"Me too."

"Ah."

Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu also expressed their opinions, and then Jiang Yingzhu continued:
"And I saw that some music festival attendees could go up and sing karaoke, so I thought I'd have a chance to sing up there too."

This time, Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian disagreed; they didn't have that idea.

"Come on, you think you can go up and sing? Your ticket was given to you by Mengmeng, but other people paid for their tickets."

Mei Mengqian smiled and said, "Zhuzhu wants to participate in those kinds of concerts. I'll ask Mom to keep an eye out for that next time."

"I remember some university music festivals being like this."

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Yan.

"I think Li Yan, you would be great if you went up and sang."

"We'll talk about it another time. What would you like to eat tonight?"

When the topic turned to food, Hua Junshu slightly raised his eyes and suddenly said:
“Mengmeng, didn’t you say your home is in Jiangcheng? Why don’t we go to your place and I’ll cook for you?”

"Huh?" Mei Mengqian was taken aback and looked at her senior. "No need, senior. My house has been uninhabited for a long time, and there's nothing in the kitchen."

"Oh, okay." Hua Junshu nodded, not insisting.

Li Yan guessed what she was thinking.

Actually, Hua Junshu was quite willing to cook for them.

Last time, my senior showed off her skills at his house, and hers tasted even better than what he, who became successful through a system-managed program, made!
Li Yan estimated that, based on the system's proficiency level, his senior's cooking skills were already close to being divine.

Therefore, Li Yan said:
"Senior, would you like to cook for yourself? Why don't you come to my house? I think I have all the cooking utensils I need."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian.

"Perfect timing, neither of you has been there yet."

Upon hearing this, Hua Junshu didn't think too much about it and nodded.

Mei Mengqian's eyes darted around, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes, her cheeks burning.

"Isn't it inappropriate to go to your house? Your parents are here."

"Are you shy? Didn't you see them before?!"

Mei Mengqian glared at him; this guy was really annoying.

"This time is different from last time! I've never been to someone else's house before, the kind where parents are there."

After saying that, she pouted, "Anyway, it's not because I'm shy!"

"If you're not shy, then go ahead. I'll just use my kitchen to cook a meal, and after we eat, I'll sleep at your place."

Li Yan paused and glanced at his phone.

“My parents come home very late, before eight o’clock, so there’s nothing wrong with it. Besides, I just brought friends over to play. It’s not like I was having an affair. What’s there to be ashamed of?”

Upon hearing this, Mei Mengqian spat, and Jiang Yingzhu and Hua Junshu, who were watching the scene, couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Pah! Who's your lover? Dream on!"

"So, you decide whether you're going or not," Li Yan shrugged.

“It’s really okay if my aunt and uncle are really gone, just don’t be too sudden,” Mei Mengqian finally said.

She was still curious about what Li Yan's family home in Jiangcheng was like.

Having dealt with one, Li Yan then looked at Hua Junshu, whose gaze had been subtly shifting since earlier.

"Senior?"

"I'm fine with it." Hua Junshu nodded, silently repeating Li Yan's earlier words in his mind, 'I'm just going to visit as a friend.'

The senior's answer was straightforward, which surprised Li Yan a little, but not entirely.

Because in his previous life, Hua Junshu was a person who kept his promises.

As long as it doesn't violate her principles, she will try her best to do what she promises.

Having made their decision, the group immediately took the subway back.

Li Yan found the neighborhood with ease, first bought groceries at the supermarket downstairs, and then led Jiang Yingzhu and the other two upstairs.

"No need to change your shoes, come in."

As he opened the door, Li Yan hung his bag on the wall and turned on the light.

Jiang Yingzhu peeked around and looked left and right, but she really didn't see Aunt Fang and Uncle Li.

She found it strange; she could understand why Uncle Li wasn't there, but Aunt Fang was nowhere to be found either.

Where is Aunt Fang?

"They're probably playing mahjong, or maybe they're strolling around in a park," Li Yan said.

He now frequently receives complaints from Lao Li about Ms. Fang's lack of enthusiasm for cooking and her constant play of mahjong.

Ms. Fang also said that her father was obsessed with fishing and didn't know how to eat. Sometimes he would sit by the river late at night like a ghost.

Li Yan just treated it as entertainment, as for words like "every day".

Just ignore it.

Older generations sometimes like to exaggerate; for example, you might say that you didn't eat on time all day but instead watched TV.

In his words, it was simply, "All they do is watch TV all day! They can't even eat!" This escalated to, "Kids these days are being ruined by television!"

Similarly, even though a child's school starts at 8:00 AM, parents might be urging them to hurry up, saying things like, "Hurry up, you need to go to school soon!"

Li Yan was already numb to these statements and generally didn't respond to them.

Jiang Yingzhu was a little stunned when she heard that Aunt Fang was really not there and seemed quite relaxed, and then she smiled.

"Sure, you can enjoy your retirement life."

As she spoke, she leaned back on the sofa, picked up a few grapes from the coffee table, popped them into her mouth, and made sounds of enjoyment.

Mei Mengqian quietly sat down beside her, her gaze sweeping over her calmly.

"Where is the kitchen?" Hua Junshu asked the crucial question without sitting down.

"Hey, senior, do you need any help?"

As Li Yan spoke, he opened the kitchen door.

The kitchen was very tidy and clean, and Hua Junshu glanced at it a few times and roughly understood.

"No need, the kitchen space is not big, it's just right for me by myself."

Li Yan also noticed the problem after making a reasonable refusal.

"Okay, what's wrong, senior? Call me now."

Hua Junshu nodded, placed the ingredients on the cutting board, and took some out to put in the refrigerator.

I glanced at the kitchen cabinet, took out a stainless steel bowl, and put the vegetables in it.

Place it on the pool to collect water.

Then she started looking for the rice cooker and finally found it in the compartment under the counter near the gas stove.

Hua Junshu squatted down to get the rice cooker, when she suddenly saw a pair of bright yellow eyes shining through the dark compartments, staring straight at her.

Suddenly, a pair of bright yellow eyes opened in the dark cubicle and stared at her.

"what!!"

"Meow!!!"

Hua Junshu instinctively screamed, followed by a slightly shrill meow.

Before she could react, she saw a dark figure dart away, brushing past her ankles.

Hua Junshu loosened his grip, causing the rice cooker to fall. He instinctively ran outside, bumping right into Li Yan, who had turned around after hearing the noise.

Li Yan flicked his finger and used his spiritual power to support the rice cooker, preventing it from breaking.

Then he put one hand on the shoulder of the senior student who bumped into his chest.

"Don't be afraid, senior. It's just a black cat."

"cat?!"

Hua Junshu was taken aback. He caught a faint, refreshing scent and felt a firm texture. He immediately felt a slight heat in his ears and took a step back.

"What I see looks like a rat."

“Yes.” Li Yan nodded, raising his other hand. “A little black cat that looks like a mouse.”

Hua Junshu then noticed that he was holding a kitten, which looked to be about two or three months old.

With a big belly, a small head, and a short tail, it looks a lot like a mouse at first glance.

"Oh, little kitty, let me play with you!"

Jiang Yingzhu, who came over to check the situation, had a bright look in her eyes and instantly reached out to the kitten.

"Suck, suck! Be a good girl, let me pet you!"

"It must be my mom's pet. It hid in the kitchen as soon as we came in. Don't go too far and upset it."

Li Yan glanced at the cat in his hand. The little thing was held by the scruff of its neck and didn't move much. Its little paws just wiggled like it was kneading a breast, so it seemed to have a good temperament.

"I know, stop nagging. These local cats aren't that delicate."

Jiang Yingzhu muttered something, picked up the little thing, and went off to admire it with Mei Mengqian.

Li Yan glanced at Hua Junshu, who was relieved, and smiled when he saw her looking at him expectantly.

"Senior, why don't you go take a look? I'll prepare the ingredients and then ask you to cook them. It's the same thing."

“This won’t do.” Hua Junshu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"Senior, you should go check on it. I'm worried that Zhuzhu will break the cat, and Mengmeng won't be able to stop her."

Li Yan tried to persuade him again, knowing that Hua Junshu liked cats and that they had raised one together in their previous life.

It seems like a lot of girls like it.

Otherwise, the saying "My cat can do backflips" wouldn't have become a classic.

Upon hearing this, Hua Junshu finally nodded, seemingly still worried about her, and added:

"I'll cook it, don't touch it!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get ready. Senior sister is going to cook."

Hua Junshu nodded, left the kitchen, and followed the sound to the balcony.

Li Yan began preparing the ingredients, and the group prepared five dishes for dinner.

The dishes are stir-fried pork, shredded pork with garlic sauce, boiled fish fillets, braised pork, and bok choy.

Fish fillets and braised pork are more complicated, as the fish fillets need to be sliced ​​fresh.

Li Yan bought a freshly killed black carp; it was killed and weighed at the supermarket.

He washed them, first marinated them with scallions, ginger, and cooking wine, then picked the greens, rinsed them several times, and finally used his spiritual power to remove the dirt and grime, ensuring they were clean.

While he was at it, Li Yan picked up the rice cooker and started cooking. He paused for a moment, thinking that cooking rice shouldn't be considered stir-frying, so he plugged it in.

Then the marinated blackfish is processed.

First, remove the bones. Blackfish has many bones, so the large bones need to be removed first. A normal person would need to use their hands to feel and determine the location of the large bones, but Li Yan knew it as soon as his spiritual sense was reduced.

After removing the large thorns, most people still need to use tools like tweezers to remove the smaller thorns.

However, Li Yan simply patted it off with his hand and used his spiritual power to remove the thorns, too lazy to bother.

Then slice it, using a slanted blade from tail to head.

The whole process is like decompression.

He's a bit of a perfectionist and insists that every piece be the same thickness, perfectly intact.

Li Yan deliberately slowed down his movements, taking half an hour to prepare the ingredients. After wiping his hands clean, he walked out of the kitchen and saw the three of them gathered on the balcony playing with the cat.

On the enclosed balcony, the little black cat lay in the corner, and no matter how the three women tried to lure it with toys, it was no use.

“Don’t you know how to get some food? It’s clearly not familiar with you yet,” Li Yan said.

Jiang Yingzhu tilted her head and pointed to the cat bowl about ten centimeters in front of the little black cat.

"I poured cat food for it, but it won't eat it."

"Me!" Mei Mengqian said hesitantly, "I made it some milk powder."

Li Yan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised that Ms. Fang was so professional and even involved in pet formula.

As a result, he scanned the area with his divine sense and saw milk powder for middle-aged and elderly people in the cabinet next to him.

Hua Junshu pursed his lips and finally said, "I scooped its poop."

“Yes, the kitten and the senior have established a master-servant relationship.” Li Yan nodded affirmatively.

Seeing that the three of them didn't seem to know much about raising cats, he said:
"Kittens are scent animals; they communicate by sniffing each other's butts, you know what I mean."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingzhu immediately frowned.

"How disgusting, I can't really accept it."

“You can’t do that.” Mei Mengqian said seriously.

Hua Junshu pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but finding the two of them quite interesting, he remained silent.

She glanced at Li Yan and went to cook.

(End of this chapter)