God of Rebirth Investment

Chang Yuanyuan lay sluggishly by the table, listening to her father's ramblings, and looking at the glamorous cousin on the TV screen, she just felt her mind buzzing, as if her father was talking in her sleep.

"Go and get that bottle of Daqu in the cabinet..." Chang Yuanyuan's father paused, and then said, "Go to the village and make two dishes of cold dishes, and buy what you like."

"Hey!"

Chang Yuanyuan went out in a daze, and Xiao Huang at the door yelled at her cheerfully, flicking her tail excitedly.

It was just past six o'clock and a bunch of people gathered at the canteen at the entrance of the village.

The adults played poker around a table of eight immortals, and a group of children ran around playing with firecrackers.

Several children aged seven or eight in the village became excited when they saw Chang Yuanyuan. They stuck out their tongues at her one by one, and some lit firecrackers and threw them at her.

When the adults next to him saw it, they were full of smiles, and no one said anything. They even thought that their child was very powerful. When they grow up, they will definitely not be bullied!

Just an aunt who stopped drinking her own children.

Chang Yuanyuan shrank her head, bought cold dishes pretending not to care, and ran home amidst the laughter of a group of children.

Back home, her father had already tidied up the dilapidated Eight Immortals table with great difficulty.

Chang Yuanyuan put the cold dishes on the plate, and brought a large bowl of unfinished fish jelly, with a plate of pickles sent by her neighbors, and she made up exactly four dishes.

Speaking of which, fish jelly is Chang Yuanyuan's favorite winter dish.

Because fish is cheap, before closing the stall, you can buy a pile of dead fish offal for a few dollars, and you can cook a large pot of stewed fish offal when you come back.

If you can't finish eating at night, you can freeze it into fish jelly overnight, and you can eat it for several days in a row!

This is probably the modern version of "porridge break".

It's just that Chang Yuanyuan doesn't have Fan Zhongyan's ambition, she's just greedy for the umami on the tip of her tongue.

Chang Yuanyuan enjoyed this extra meal.

Her taciturn father babbled a lot, most of which were his longing for the future and his apologies to her.

Chang Yuanyuan didn't dare to think about the scene her father said. She thought that she would be very satisfied if she could eat this kind of food every day in the future.

At eight o'clock, the drunk father climbed into bed with Chang Yuanyuan's support, and soon snored loudly.

Chang Yuanyuan was a little tired.

She cleaned up the food on the table, wiped her face with cold water, washed her feet like walking, and got into bed.

The thin quilt was not warm, but she still felt that the quilt was really comfortable tonight!

Sleeping in a daze until most of the night, she faintly heard a plop.

She didn't care, thinking that Xiao Huang was making trouble.

In the early morning of the next day, she quickly got up to wash the rice and cook.

After feeding the chicks, she realized that her father hadn't come out.

Subconsciously, she ran to call her father for dinner, and when she entered his bedroom, she saw her father lying on the ground next to the bed, motionless.

She froze for a moment, and went over to shake her father, only to see that his face was covered with frozen vomit.

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"Oh, did you hear that? Boss Chang died last night!"

"Really?"

"There is still a fake, the patrol cars are here."

"Let's go, go and have a look!"

"What's the matter? I heard that I drank last night, vomited, got stuck in my throat, and suffocated to death."

"Oh, I saw Xiaoyuan go grocery shopping last night!!"

"What a crime!"

"What about Yuanyuan?"

The eighth day of the first lunar month.

Chang Yuanyuan's house became lively like never before.

The courtyard was full of people standing outside.

Everyone chatted in groups of three or five, and looked at Mr. Chang with pity. Only the children, probably because of the crowd, were so excited that they ran back and forth.

"What are you going to do, Boss Chang?"

"Don't Boss Chang still have a younger brother? We can only inform him that he is coming."

"Hey, Boss Chang has a younger brother?"

"You don't know? I saw it on the second day of the Lunar New Year's Eve. He came here in a car. He looked quite rich."

"Hey, will people care about this?"

"His own brother, can he not care?"

Everyone talked a lot, but no one went in to help.

Even the village chief was standing in the yard, smoking a cigarette and chatting with a group of people.

As for Chang Yuanyuan's father?

It is still lying in the bedroom at this time, everyone thinks it is unlucky, and no one wants to move it.

And Chang Yuanyuan was completely dumbfounded.

She sat in front of the door, not daring to go to her father, but also not daring to leave, with tears on her face.

Because of her dirty body and the ugly appearance of a sharp-billed monkey cheek, not only did she not win much sympathy for her sobbing appearance, many people even felt a little disgusted when they saw it.

There are only a few elderly grandmas around, which is very pitiful.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"A lot of cars are coming outside!"