Last year, I was still a bachelor, but it wasn't long before I was going to go to a grave, crying. In 2019, on May 20, he successfully got off the single, and his household registration book became married. Then, I really realized the state that an adult man should experience, I was simply too chic, too ignorant, too happy, crying.

Don't talk about anything else, although there are sad places, there are also sweet things, just taste them yourself.

There is only one thing, I have to complain. On the day of the wedding, the host and my wife and girlfriend coaxed me to promise to hand in my salary card and cry.

Then, I realized the life philosophy of "you wait, wait for me to wash the dishes, ask my wife for two yuan to take the bus and beat you", and cried.

In the past, I didn't know how to spend the money in the card, because of work, I was in the field all the year round, and there was nowhere to spend it, and at the end of the year, I would even deliberately find some places to spend money in a surprise, after all, the card was also depreciated, so I simply spent it.

Now, I'm Kari and I don't have any money at all. Every month, every penny, there is a clear place to go, I didn't feel any pressure on the mortgage before become a mountain on the top of the head, at the end of each month because the salary has not arrived, the balance is zero, every day to send a reminder text message is like urging life, and then the salary arrives, instantly spend it clean, and then flush the next month's phone bill, oh no, basically whitewashed.

Then, because of my work, I am not far from home or close, eighty or ninety kilometers (I deliberately found it, otherwise it will be farther), engaged in road infrastructure, nailed to the scene all the year round, just to get together with my wife once a week, it is like crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and the Cowherd and Weaver Girl Magpie Bridge meet.

First, take the pickup truck to the nearby town to take the shuttle, all the way to the subway entrance of the provincial capital, or spend another hour or two to take the Chengtong line, or go to the train station to take the train, and then ride a bicycle or three-wheeled ...... It takes three hours on the road to one side, and it takes five or six hours to go back and forth, but the real distance is only eighty or ninety kilometers, and, in order to take the shuttle, every time I go home, I have to go during working hours (normal weekends are impossible), the first day I go at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and the next day I arrive at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, saying that it took a whole day, and the result is that I slept at home, not even lazy, and every time I go home, I am full of guilt (because there are so many people on the scene, I often do this, and others go home once a year) is simply tormenting death。

So I made up my mind, took out all my private money, bought a second-hand car, cried, and had no money to recharge my novels in the future.

However, if there is only a car and no gas, where will the gas money come from?

The topic pulls back to writing a novel.

Actually, I spent months conceiving it myself, grinding back and forth to start with another novel, another story, which can be written and written, and decided to scrap it a moment before uploading.

Because the original intention of my code word this time is so pure, to earn some gasoline money to go home once a week to meet my wife, crying.

So, I decided without hesitation to write Xiaobaiwen.

After thinking about it for a while, the title of the book is there, the super-divine mystery master.

Since it is Xiaobaiwen, then, it is better to upgrade the system to be simple, not to make anything esoteric, matching bits, secret refining, not talking about refining the heart at all, and if you have resources, you will become stronger, simple and clear.

Then level up, rise up, then fight, kill, kill, kill......

Hahaha, I seem to have seen the channel for the solution of the oil money, but in the end, why is it wrong to write that the taste is wrong?

Saying that Xiaobai is not Xiaobai, but if you really want to say that there is something profound in it, you also need to help with reading comprehension book friends, anyway, I can't.

Anyway, with the current results of this book, it will be Amitabha Buddha to receive a full attendance.

However, this time I still want to get a subsistence allowance, a thousand yuan a month, at least the gas money can really be solved.

Then, this afternoon, I received the short station, which hit the shelves on May 1st, and I was stunned to see if there was a mistake.

The text has only been written to 140,000 words, and it is about to be put on the shelves, isn't this a pit person?

At least, in my mind, it would be immoral for a public chapter to hit the shelves before it reaches 200,000 words.

However, another villain in my heart began to move, if I put it on the shelves on May 1 and insisted on updating it for a month, wouldn't it be possible to get full attendance, even if the subscription was miserable, then the fuel bill could be partially solved, right?

What to do, on the one hand, morality, on the other, money...... So I decided to explode once, not to explode on the shelves, to explode the public chapter, because of the permission to ask for leave for one day, before May 2nd, I tried to increase the number of free chapters as much as possible, and the number of words in the free chapters was as much as possible, and it was best to reach 200,000, and then I went wholeheartedly to the fuel fee, crying.

Finally, my lords, think about my infrastructure for the motherland, my wife who has been married for a year and keeps the empty house, in order to comfort her, and to comfort me, support me more, even if it is to write a street text, I am also under the scorching sun, with full sincerity.

If you have the ability to subscribe, you can support a subscription, but you can't do it, and you can give a recommendation every three or five times.

Prostration!!

(Continue to code words to go, burst explosion)