The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 13

Cousin Lu Huangzhong got off work from the clothing store and came to Han Zhu's house. At a glance, he saw a big white flag flying at the door of the house, with a few big characters fluttering.

"Han Banxian? Cough cough cough..." Lu Huangzhong almost choked on his own saliva.

His cousin is really worried.Before, she was clamoring to be a great god, to make money by writing articles in some Jinx literature city, and now she wants to be a half-immortal.

"Cousin, I have opened my eyes, and I plan to tell fortunes to earn money to support my family." Han Zhu knew that Lu Huangzhong would not believe it for a while, but he still announced the news solemnly to enhance everyone's feelings.

"Hey, you guys, are you short of money? I knew that the textile mills are not working recently, and they can't make much money. It just so happens that I paid my wages today. Take it and spend it first." Lu Huangzhong said When she said this, she stuffed a stack of old and new banknotes into Fang Xiuping's mouth. It seemed that there were about eight or nine banknotes, and that was eight or nine hundred yuan.

Fang Xiuping refused vigorously: "This is not possible, you have to save money, and you have to renovate your house in the future, see if you marry a wife quickly, no one is rich! Besides, Han Zhu went to the hospital this time, Didn't I still owe you medical expenses!"

But Lu Huangzhong wanted to give Fang Xiuping money: "Auntie, we are all a family, don't talk about these nonsense. My parents are long gone, and you are my mother. Since uncle left, you and Han Zhu Life is not easy, if I don’t help, who can help? Besides, you collect the money first, and you can just pay me back later.”

Fang Xiuping thought about it, but she really had no money in front of her, so she had no choice but to accept it.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhu became more and more determined to show up and set up a stall as a half-immortal stick.

And since Han Zhu insisted on this, Lu Huangzhong saw that she was very determined, so he didn't say anything, but said that he would go back to the clothing store where he was and help promote it.Seeing this, Fang Xiuping had no choice but to admit it, saying that she was looking for the workers in the textile factory and the neighbors who made puppet processing to tell Han Zhu if necessary.

That night, Fang Xiuping simply ordered a bowl of noodles, made some fried sauce, and served it with the leftover ribs from lunch.

The mother and daughter had dinner together with their cousin Lu Huangzhong, chatted for a while, and watched TV.The TV is still talking about the explosion during the day.

"Speaking of which, if it wasn't for us Han Zhu, maybe all of us would be lying in the hospital." Lu Huangzhong couldn't help sighing.

"Isn't it? It seems that our Han Zhu can really be a little half-immortal." Although Fang Xiuping doesn't believe in her daughter, she doesn't think that her daughter is going to lie, and she is actually in a conflict.

Hearing this, Han Zhu didn't speak, went back to his room and turned on the computer, first logged into JinX Literature City, and applied for cash withdrawal of the several hundred yuan in the backstage of the former author Han Zhu.

A dialog box popped up in the background, saying that the money will arrive within three working days.

At this time, the button of the computer was automatically logged in, and the little penguin kept shaking, so Han Zhu clicked on it, but it turned out that a group of authors were chatting, and they were discussing enthusiastically about holding an author conference in Beijing, and discussing how to What clothes to wear, how to go when the time comes, saying that they want to be company together.

Han Zhu's heart moved, she was worried that there was no legitimate reason to go to the imperial capital.

Han Zhu finally said the first sentence in this group: "I also want to go to the author conference, can I go?"

"Isn't this Dragon Ball dear, why haven't you shown up for a long time? Has your boyfriend broken up?" Someone began to ask a series of questions.

Master Han Zhu has also had experience with the Koukou number, because some metaphysics forums or high-level organizations will invite her to sit in the post. Of course, with her style, she naturally doesn't like to talk in it.Occasionally, when someone knocks on her alone, they are always cautious and respectful.

Today's Han Zhu first answered the enthusiastic questions from the author group, and then said that he was bored recently and wanted to go to the Imperial Capital to have fun.

(End of this chapter)