The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 17

There was no business all day, and Han Zhu was exhausted after walking home. When Fang Xiuping saw her, she was so distressed that she almost shed tears.

Everyone in the neighborhood loves to gossip, and the news spread before Han Zhu arrived home, saying that he went out to set up a stall for fortune-telling and didn't get a penny, and he was sent back by others.

Seeing Fang Xiuping crying, Han Zhu smiled lightly: "Why are you crying? After a few days, someone will naturally send the money to us."

Fang Xiuping didn't know whether to laugh or cry while wiping her tears: "You child, you are really getting more and more confused."

Han Zhu knew that he couldn't explain to her for a while, so he took a rest, took a shower, changed his clothes, and ate the cold noodles made by Fang Xiuping before entering the house.After turning on the computer, I checked the bank card first, and found that the 400 yuan withdrawn from Jin X Literature City had arrived.

It was quite fast, Han Zhu immediately picked up the card and handed it to Fang Xiuping: "There is 400 yuan in it, which is the money I earned from writing articles before. You can take it out and use it as money for grocery shopping."

When Fang Xiuping saw it, she couldn't believe it, and asked Han Zhu to keep her own flowers, but in the end she was really stubborn, so she reluctantly accepted it.

Han Zhu went back to his room and turned on the computer, randomly searching for news about Han Zhu's funeral, but there was nothing new, just people from all walks of life, and even some of the capitals of the small countries that had been favored by her expressed their deep condolences.The World Yixue Association, the World Buddhism Association, and the Metaphysics Association all fly their flags at half-mast for one day.

There are also rumors on the Internet that Han Zhu's funeral will be attended by many dignitaries. In addition to some well-known figures of the world's richest man, there will also be some dignitaries from forums. The media is coming to broadcast it!
I was born lonely, and died a great death.

On the second day, Han Zhu continued to go out with the flag on his back. Halfway through the walk, he found his feet hurt. He sat on the side of the road, took off his shoes and saw that his feet were full of air bubbles.

What kind of shoes are these, the quality is too bad!

When I got up again, I saw that the road cliff I made was also dirty.

Life has been reduced to this point, and Han Zhu feels sorry for himself.

But Han Zhu endured the pain and walked to the door of the hospital, which was the hospital where she had lived before.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the hospital, I encountered the same situation as yesterday. This time the manager was replaced by nurses, all kinds of onlookers.She also saw the nurse who helped him go through the discharge procedures that day, looking at her with a different kind of disdain.

After holding on to the big white flag for a day, she thought that her reputation had spread far and wide, whether it was a good reputation or a bad reputation, she was famous anyway, so she called it a day and went home.

When I got home, my toes hurt even more. I took off my shoes and saw that they were torn and bleeding.

After Fang Xiuping bandaged her distressedly, she simply took a shower and returned to the room. She looked in the mirror for a long time, but she didn't find any trace of the bloody disaster on her face.

She found three more steel balls to divination for herself, but the divination came out, but it was an empty hexagram... an empty hexagram...

After sleeping, it was already the fourth day of her death, and the funeral was going to be held in three days.

On this day, she did not go out to hold the big white flag, but rested at home to raise her feet.

Due to her poor health, Han Zhu paid great attention to health preservation. Now that she has suffered a bloody disaster, she still has to rest at home.

Fang Xiuping is obviously completely desperate for her career as a magic stick, but she just can't bear to beat her, and works hard every day to make puppets.Aunt Zhang next door came once and taught Fang Xiuping a lesson, meaning that you can't pamper your child too much, and the more you get used to it, the less promising you will be in the future.

Fang Xiuping is soft-hearted, she understands the truth, but the child is her own flesh and blood, so she just can't bear to say a harsh word.

Han Zhu continued to pay attention to his funeral preparations on the Internet, but found that there are now live photos on the Internet, introducing in detail the various arrangements of the funeral, which cost tens of thousands.A group of photos even appeared on the Internet, which belonged to Tan Siping. He looked haggard and sad, as if he had aged many years all of a sudden.

Han Zhu stared at him for a long time, and finally sneered mockingly.

At dusk that day, Lu Huangzhong came over with a book in his hand.

He smiled and threw it to Han Zhu: "Today, I went to the city with my boss to buy goods, and I happened to pass by the bookstore. I saw that there were fortune-telling books and everyone was buying them. The author has the same name as you, so I just bought a copy."

Han Zhu took the book and looked at it, and it read: Ziwei Doushu and Social Ethics.

Without looking, Han Zhu knew that the name signed below was indeed her Han Zhu.

(End of this chapter)