Regarding the impending dilemma, Lao Zhao held Hongmei with his fingers, carefully recalled the past, and sincerely sighed that he could have lived happily, but unfortunately, he had no money to harm him...

He is very serious about finding a part-time job to subsidize his family.

Who made the family spend too much money during this period?

A mortgage that costs nearly 5,000 yuan a month is naturally a big deal. There is also a wife who insists on opening a food store. Although the rent is cheap, it costs more or less 30,000 yuan in terms of decoration and equipment purchase.

This means that before opening, I threw in 30,000 yuan, which made Lao Zhao feel a little palpitations.

"Money!"

Lao Zhao took a deep breath of lipstick plum.

Although there is still some savings left at home, it is planned to be used for two children to start a family and start a business.

After all, the children have grown up, and their age is here. The dowry gifts for their son’s marriage and the host of the hotel fleet are all matters of money. In addition, if the daughter gets married, she will have to have a dowry money.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. It would be great if the mouse and keyboard knew how to work hard.

But if you think about these two guys, you will know that they are not reliable!

"Sleep!"

Lao Zhao felt more aggrieved when he smoked his cigarette.

He lay on the small bed and started to sleep soundly under a thin blanket. Anyway, for him, working hard may not necessarily lead to success, but it would be really good if he didn't work hard... Well... He was so tired that he didn't want to continue working hard for those 3 seconds.

I just slept until the morning of the next day, and then woke up and thought about how to work hard, isn’t it fun to have fun?

"Um...um...um..."

But Lao Zhao still tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

I turned over and sat up again on the bed, glanced at the direction of the door with regret. According to the plot of last night, the plot that should have been a little anticipated tonight was not staged, so why didn't it happen?

He was ready to use psychological fluctuations that were surprised, panic, aggrieved, and ultimately helpless to accept.

I still felt unsatisfied and scratched the bloated chicken.

"Ba"

Lao Zhao slapped himself in the thigh: "There is another demon?!"

How could this thought appear in Lao Zhao's mind? He was so angry that he reached into the void, but he realized that the demon world had been shattered for more than half, and he withdrew his hand awkwardly.

It seems that the demons have taken the blame before... Cough cough... have they been taught a lesson once by him?

"By the way!"

Lao Zhao thought awkwardly.

Then he reached out to the void and crushed hundreds of ghost immortals in the Netherworld Ghost Demon, and said with a solemn expression: "Everyone who is evil and heretics can be killed!" As he said that, he spat fiercely inside: "I still want to ruin my conscience? Bah!"

After doing all this, he felt refreshed and pointed a red plum blossom: "The world is pure!"

As for whether ghost immortals will affect other people's minds and conscience?

Does this have anything to do with him, Lao Zhao?

He, Lao Zhao, is a man who stands tall and famous, wants to eliminate evil. He not only abides by laws and regulations, but also respects human rights and dog rights very much. He often reads genuine novels, and the camp is absolutely orderly and kind!

Besides, there are so many Virgin Mary of Human Rights and Dog fans, where do ghost fairy fans and demon fans come from?

This can be seen from this.

Idols without a fan team are destined to be beaten!

Old Zhao sucked the red plum with satisfaction. The demons and ghost immortals who did not disturb their minds. Everything in the world became better. He took a deep breath of lipstick plum, closed his eyes and felt the feeling of the smoke filling the lung cavity.

But before he could enjoy the peak, he opened his eyes directly: "Hmm?"

"What sound?"

Old Zhao seemed to hear something.

I turned my head slightly and was in the second bedroom where my son was sleeping next to the study. A slight "Yeah, ah," sound was coming through the wall. The sound insulation effect of the buildings built by unscrupulous building developers was poor!

But Old Zhao's face drooped: "This guy is still watching the movie so late?"

How can this work?!

As the saying goes, you don’t know how to be so young... Well... You are uncontrollable when you are old... You are crying when you are old...

When Lao Zhao thought about this, he couldn't help scratching the chicken. He could not use too much description. If the 404 River Crab Master is sealed, it would be a disaster. Now he can only live a life by playing the edge ball.

Back to the point, even so, you can’t watch the movies secretly without sleeping at night!

I pondered for a moment.

Lao Zhao still opened the door of the study, came to the door of the second bedroom, and knocked gently.

"Zhao Sheng?"

He spoke slowly, planning to have a good talk with his son.

As soon as he finished speaking, something that seemed to be tidying up his things came from the room. At the same time, Zhao Sheng's voice also came out in the room in a little panic: "What's wrong with Dad? Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes." Lao Zhao nodded, reached out and placed his hand on the door handle, and wanted to push the door in directly.

"……etc!"

Zhao Sheng was still packing various notes in the room.

He didn't want his family to know about the matter of entering the main god space. After all, the reincarnation world full of terrifying scenes can be said to be full of all evil from ancient times to the present. How could he implicate his family?

The news about the main god space cannot be expressed in front of those NPCs in the reincarnation scene.

What's more, family?

What worried Zhao Sheng the most was that he was afraid that because of his own reasons, he would also involve his family in this terrifying main god space. Just thinking about it made him shudder. A good family cannot just be separated!

This is why he concealed his experience and barely maintained his ordinary family appearance.

"Click..."

When the door was pushed open directly.

Old Zhao, wearing shorts and slippers, looked at him lying in front of the computer and still packing things. When Zhao Sheng, who looked extremely surprised when he came in, turned on the light in the bedroom and pulled over the chair to sit down: "It's so late, I want to have a good chat with you."

"I clearly locked the door." Zhao Sheng swallowed and spitted, his eyes a little disbelief.

"No."

But Lao Zhao didn't give him a chance to ask back: "You are not locked."

At the same time, he closed the door with his backhand. Seeing Zhao Sheng feeling a little panicked and moved the notes to the corner, he scolded in a deep voice: "You are so disappointing to me!"

"What...what happened?" Zhao Sheng swallowed, but his fingers touched the keyboard.

“Macau’s top gambling…”

A generous and slightly charming female voice came from the speaker.

But Zhao Sheng instantly clicked the restart button of the host with extremely fast hand speed. Logically speaking, as a vampire bloodline, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were embarrassed when he looked at his father: "This is not..."

"Okay!" Lao Zhao raised his hand and looked solemn: "No need to say more!"

"This..." Zhao Sheng felt that he couldn't get rid of it.

"well!"

Old Zhao sighed too deeply.

Looking at Zhao Sheng, his tone was still quite painful: "Look at what time you are still not asleep?" When he said this, his tone was so regretful: "Do you know the college entrance examination is about to be taken?"

"I... know." Zhao Sheng retorted first, but still bowed his head down. It was meaningless to refute.

"Know?"

But Lao Zhao pointed to the computer: "Then what are you doing now?"

Zhao Sheng just lowered his head: "I won't go to bed so late next time." He thought about his vampire bloodline and sighed helplessly: "I... feel not very sleepy now..."

"Isn't sleepy?" Old Zhao slapped his thigh and wanted to scold him, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't put too much pressure on the eve of the college entrance examination, but he turned to a gentle voice and said, "I am your father after all, and I have come from your age. Of course, I understand your emotions now because of the excitement of being with the girl..." As he said that, he glanced at the computer and said sincerely: "Also, Zhao Sheng, you are also an 18-year-old adult after all. When you are with the girl, don't take too much advantage. If you really take advantage... you have to learn to be responsible."

"Ahhh?" Zhao Sheng looked surprised: "What... is the excitement with the girl?" He reacted in an instant: "Did you see Zhishan and I come in the cafe?"

"The girl's name is Zhishan?" Old Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yeah, a good name!"

"no!"

Zhao Sheng was a little anxious: "Are you still following me?"

There is no way. If my father knows the existence of the main god space, wouldn’t it be a sheep entering the tiger’s mouth?

Think about my father, who is in his 40s now. Although he is in his prime, he is a little fat because of his superior life. With a weight of nearly 200 pounds and his beer belly, how can he survive in the main god space?

At least there are no middle-aged people in the Zhongzhou team where Zhao Sheng is located!

Lao Zhao frowned at his son's excessive reaction: "I don't have time to follow you. It was when your mother and your aunt went shopping, and they saw you dating that girl in the cafe three streets away!"

Zhao Sheng stood up with a gloomy face, his tone was extremely anxious: "No, Dad!" His tone was trembling: "You, mom and aunt must not follow me anymore. This kind of thing is my private matter, you must not follow me!" He clenched his fists tightly: "Absolutely not!"

Lao Zhao waved his hands repeatedly: "I know I know, isn't it just chasing a girl?" As he said that, he also looked at his son with a little disgust: "When I was chasing your mother, the social atmosphere had not yet been relaxed, so I'm not catching up with him?"
To be continued...