The tombstone truly understood Ling Feiyan's gaze this time.
"Whatever you say it is," the tombstone replied impassively, "Death can be anyone, anywhere."
"Are you answering my question? It feels like you did, and yet you didn't."
Ling Feiyan was somewhat speechless.
"Woman, why should I answer your question? Who do you think you are?"
The tombstone said disdainfully and turned to leave.
"Indeed, you are a servant raised by Death himself. If you are so unfeeling, then how could Death be so carefree and frivolous like Lin Feng? Is he truly not him?"
Ling Feiyan also felt she might be overthinking.
In her heart, Death was supreme, looking down on everyone as if they were ants.
As for Lin Feng, calling him a god of lust would be more fitting.
If Lin Feng knew Ling Feiyan's evaluation of him, he would probably return and give her a good spanking on her backside.
At this moment, he returned to the small two-story building.
Hua Yu, as usual, was in the courtyard tending to her flowers and plants.
The only difference was that this woman now held a cookbook in her hand.
Moreover, Hua Yu had bought a pile of vegetables, and they were all the leftover, bruised produce from the market.
"Miss Hua, what are you up to? Are you setting up a kitchen here?"
Lin Feng found it inexplicable.
Hua Yu didn't look at Lin Feng and spoke to herself, "The money you gave me is too little to maintain my daily nutritional intake, so I have to be thrifty."
"If the money isn't enough, I can lend you more. Do you have to be so pathetic?"
Lin Feng was amused, finding this young woman quite cute at times.
"Oh, right, I used the stones you placed in your yard. You don't mind, do you?"
Hua Yu pointed to the flowers and plants she was growing.
Lin Feng nearly died of anger when he saw it.
Hua Yu had actually used his painstakingly cultivated spirit stones as ordinary rocks, building small flowerbeds with them.
"Miss Hua, these stones are hard-earned. I painstakingly picked them up from the riverbank."
Lin Feng felt a pang of regret. He would rather give Hua Yu more money and have her buy some stones herself.
Hua Yu took a deep breath. "Can you stop being so stingy? They're just a few stones; it's not like I'm borrowing money from you."
"Stop! Don't say another word. I'll lend you the money. From now on, if you lack anything, just buy it. Don't use my things!"
Fortunately, Lin Feng had gotten some cash from Liu Mengyao. It wasn't much, only a thousand, but it was enough for Hua Yu for a while.
"I understand. I've recorded all this money, and I'll pay you back."
Hua Yu didn't stand on ceremony and put the money into a box.
She even specifically wrote a list.
The list included the daily vegetable prices and the amount of money spent each day.
Lin Feng looked at what Hua Yu had written and felt a bit of admiration for her.
Clearly, Hua Yu was someone who planned her actions.
It wasn't surprising that Hua Yu had orchestrated the elaborate charade of marrying him.
If he guessed correctly, this young woman had likely formulated the entire plan beforehand.
Lin Feng smiled, too lazy to bother with Hua Yu, and sat down in the spirit gathering formation in the courtyard to cultivate.
Since the stones used for the formation had been used by Hua Yu, he could only produce them himself.
Just as Lin Feng was manufacturing spirit energy stones within his body, Hua Yu quietly went to the riverbank.
She picked up many pebbles. She didn't want to be indebted to Lin Feng and intended to return the stones to him.
Thus, when Lin Feng finished cultivating, he found the courtyard piled high with pebbles.
He then saw Hua Yu squatting by the stove, trying to start a fire.
She had never done such a thing before, and the fire-starting process had left her face smudged with soot.
After finally getting the fire going, she began to attempt stir-frying.
It had to be admitted that Hua Yu had a relatively strong learning ability.
Following the steps in the cookbook, she prepared the ingredients one by one beforehand.
"Miss Hua, if I'm not mistaken, you're trying to stir-fry broccoli, but don't you need to break this broccoli into small florets?"
"If you put the whole thing in, will it even cook properly?"
Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Hua Yu stir-fry an entire head of broccoli in the wok.
"Am I not doing it right? The cookbook didn't say to break it into pieces."
Hua Yu glanced at the cookbook, indicating she was following it correctly.
"The cookbook isn't wrong, but the person who wrote it never imagined someone wouldn't know to break broccoli into small florets and instead stir-fry the whole head."
"If you don't believe me, think carefully. Do you usually eat broccoli whole?"
Lin Feng was exasperated by Hua Yu's logic, but upon reflection, he couldn't find fault with what she was doing.
It could only be said that she lacked life experience.
As a result, Hua Yu's next response completely silenced Lin Feng.
"I know broccoli isn't eaten whole, but I can stir-fry it until it's cooked and then cut it into pieces with a spatula. Is there a problem with that?"
Hua Yu retorted, showing no sign of thinking she had done anything wrong.
"Well, you're right. Then please continue. I didn't say anything."
Lin Feng found it impossible to reason with Hua Yu, so he decided not to interfere.