I Sell Lunch Boxes in the Underworld

From the moment the black and white impermanence appears, there is a full sense of déjà vu. Imagine what a modern underworld would look like. The content of the story is very interesting, and the underworld is portrayed as modern and "human". It really makes people forget that the underworld is originally dark, cold and gloomy, with green fire and gloomy winds. Even the bearded King of Hell became handsome and followed the trend to open a crematorium for chasing his wife. However, after reading this book, I thought that whether in reality or in the underworld, money is very important and there may be an inflation problem. So don't forget to burn a lot of paper money to your ancestors in the past, so that they can live a good life while they are still in the underworld.

On December 30, 2024, at 21:29 pm, the story will be updated. Please read the full text and record it. Today, December 31st (sorry for taking a long time to write a book review), is the last day of 2024, New Year's Eve... A year has passed in a flash, and this book also picked a good day, with a happy ending... This is a story about souls from the past, this life, and the next life crossing the barrier. It is not scary or weird, but it is quite touching about my own life. Sometimes I am sad that life is short, sometimes I am happy that the deceased is still alive and silently protecting my family in another way. Sometimes I am so lucky to meet the blessing and be reborn! Just by selling boxed lunches, Miss Qin made a qualitative leap and became Boss Qin, and finally Mr. Qin, a national chain store. She had no memory of the miserable past, but was cherished, loved and cared for in this life. It was only at the end of her life that she returned to the memories of her past life. No matter where her soul went, she had been happy for generations, had children, and had the good man who only loved her and pampered her for countless lifetimes. She was a very lucky and happy woman... The Lord of Hell is considered by the world to be a cold, heartless and unjust person. However, because Miss Qin, a human being, accidentally broke the barrier and entered the ghost underworld. Originally, he only wanted to take care of her brother because of his brotherhood, but his taste gradually changed. He no longer admits or believes it, but the details prove that he is For those who are in love with her, fortunately, after confirming their feelings, they recognized her without hesitation, risking everything just to write the follow-up story of life with her in the book of life and death. This love is so different from the ones I have seen before. It goes beyond the limit and even loses its life, just to be by your side... [Personal reflections outside the article]: Two-thirds of the book involves this lunch box. To be honest, I'm so greedy Hahaha, but I can't read the book and even have to die to experience it . I can only feel itchy. It's the first time I'm so envious... [Emot=default,18/] In addition, the author is great. The ending feels a bit fast. I really want to read the story of His Highness Qin after he went underground. Did the children only stay on the ground to live? And can the avatar of the Lord of Hell work in the underworld for such a long time? It's really incredible that it's been decades. A lot of foreshadowing suddenly appeared... Finally, this is a novel worth recommending! The article is not too long and is very suitable for the general public. After reading it, you will definitely still feel the same as me. I especially want to continue it... [Emot=default,14/]You know (I only remembered after adding the pictures. Many of the supporting characters are also well written. There may be too much to say. My emotions have already reached this point, so I won't go on about it. If I continue to write, it may become more innocent.)

To be honest, I have only read a few episodes, and I don't mean to say that this is bad. I think this article is well written. But why does the heroine become so obsessed with the hero when she meets the hero? It feels like that, and the description written by Emperor Dongyue is not ugly and there is no female protagonist. The main nymphomaniac becomes a nympho once she meets the male protagonist, which really makes me feel a little disgusted. Also, I really feel that the heroine is really timid in front of the people who bully her. I really like this article, but the writing is very good. I really like the character of the heroine and want to quit, but I don't want to quit.

┅ Autumn rain: It is a kind of emotion of the years, sad, lonely, and very sad; the slightest drizzle is like the telling of time, soft, affectionate, and helpless! While Chun Yu was reading, Xia Yu met while playing chess. Autumn rain collects and stores, winter rain makes wine order. There is an autumn rain of tears in everyone's heart, What kind of poem has the autumn rain in your heart turned into? Although the door is set up, it always conceals the fact that autumn has come and spring has passed. The flowers have all fallen, but it was the wind and rain that made them fall. The sound of Wuye leaves and the sound of autumn, the sound of banana leaves and the sound of sadness. There is a layer of autumn rain and a layer of coolness, and there are flowers falling everywhere and sadness everywhere. ┅ Qiu Yu: It's a key! With cool tenderness, it opens the door of autumn gently, gently, without you noticing. It was like smoke and mist, floating silently in the rubble in the open space, on the fallen branches and leaves, soaking the ground, houses, trees, and people. On a cool autumn night, an old man was at ease. After the lights were turned off, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain. Autumn rain lingers and autumn whispers linger Autumn, with a little more thoughts Missing my hometown, missing old friends, recalling the past... An autumn wind and a rain, an autumn rain and a cold. It's another autumn rain, and another autumn leaves are turning yellow. ┅ Rain: It's a mood! Sprinkle, float, and fall for your heart! The light rain is falling, fresh, natural and touching, The coolness is a kind of warmth and a kind of longing. The rain is pouring down, it is free and easy, sudden and shocking, That wantonness is a kind of deep-rooted and a kind of cry. Cold rain turns into snow, which is silence, sublimation and poignancy. That experience is a kind of heart and a kind of sadness. There was wind, rain and falling flowers outside the window. There are poems, tea and time in the window. The lanterns have fallen and the chess pieces have not been collected. I sigh that Xinfeng has gone against the tide and stayed in floods. ┅ Rain: It's a kind of elegance! It is a kind of beauty that penetrates through the years! Rain: falling freely, bewildering the eyes and intoxicating the heart! Rain: poetic and memorable Rain: The song-like ups and downs are heart-warming Rain: falling for those who are thoughtful, relieved for those who are thoughtful, and sad for those who are idealistic. Rain: It is the splendor of nature, the baptism of time, the beauty of life, and eternity! The lonely breeze flows slowly, and the cool drizzle falls silently This wind, this rain, this world. That person, that heart, that season. The sound of pattering rain makes my mood incomprehensible, Whose memory does the autumn rain outside the window bring back? ┅ A curtain of autumn rain fills the ground with lovesickness Autumn Rain: Falling quietly and silently, like the silver threads spit out by countless silkworm mothers, densely woven diagonally, the desolation and resentment have long been exposed, her rain curtain is so dense, it hangs a bead curtain between heaven and earth! When you asked about your return date, it rained at night in Bashan and the autumn ponds swelled. Why should we cut the candles from the west window together, but talk about the rainy night in the mountains and rivers. I don't know if it's the autumn wind that disturbs my thoughts, or the autumn rain that wets my mind. It's always easy to miss me on rainy nights. It's late at night, and the cool breeze is blowing again When I opened the window, the window screen was blown by the wind, and it also gently brushed my face, my eyebrows, my hair... There was a sound of rain: "Xixixi┄LiLi┄Drip┈Ta┈Drip┈Ta┈!" Drifting in the wind, it wets the eyes and the heart. ┅ Falling leaves are silent, autumn rain leaves no trace Autumn rain: like silver and sticky spider silk, weaving into a soft net, netting the entire autumn world! Looking at the vast autumn rain, I miss the person I care about, and long to meet again, behind a curtain of autumn rain. The rain falls lightly, then heavily, soaking the thoughts and immersing people in poetic fantasy. The years that have been dusty in my heart are full of reluctance and warm whispers The encounters in life are like the rain outside the window, they have been wet, they have been wet, they have been close, they have been far away... After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. Autumn after the rain is fascinating, whether it is the bright moon at the pine gate or the clear spring on the rocks. ┅ Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn snuggle! When faced with the troubles of life, keep your mind calm and deal with them calmly like raindrops with a smile. Facing the passage of time, don't be trapped in love, just walk with your heart in the rain and the wind, singing. In the face of the ups and downs of life, do not be confused by the world, experience it with your heart like rain, and be as calm as washing. The passion for life comes from this elegance; If you can, leave me in this rain; Stay in youth, stay in the best time! When the rain stopped, my mood was all over the place. On the road with yellow leaves and moss, where is the fragrance of pink clothes? The news is very meaningful, I miss you a lot tonight Autumn rain, autumn rain, half of it is blown away by the wind A layer of autumn rain, a layer of coolness, and a layer of fallen flowers with fragrant veins. The same fleeting time is unforgettable, and there is nowhere to hide the sorrow. ┈ Cold autumn, cold frost, cold fallen leaves! He leaned over and picked up a fallen leaf, That clear context is a pure state of mind, Just a little damp. Close your eyes and listen to the flowing wind, That soft singing is a distant sweet message, Just a little confused. Thinking deeply about something, That wordless silence is the intoxicating feeling, Just a little sad. What is wet is rain and the heart, What is blurred is the eyes and the wind, What is sad is the passing years, Eternal is life and the whole world! Rain is a kind of heart language, a kind of confiding! ┅ Think about the long autumn, think about the short autumn Listening with your heart is like the wind caressing your heart, bringing you thoughts, coolness, tears, and longing! Listening with your heart is like a flower blooming silently, with flower language, memories, longing, and confusion! Listening carefully is like a poem that gently twists the time. There is silence, indifference, letting go, and sentimentality! Brings coolness and beauty! Also brings my greetings and blessings! My thoughts are like leaves in the wind and rain, floating with the rain! Flowers and rain cover the ground. What remains in my heart is: season, footsteps, mood... Things change, stars change, flowers bloom and fall again! The scenery in front of the window remains the same, but the past has faded away! The cycle of time and the changing of seasons are the laws of nature! ┅┅ The autumn wind is blowing, so it's time to put on more clothes! September. 09Th.

Po Meng is actually very good-looking. She was very annoyed recently. A pot of strong Meng Po soup took several days from selecting ingredients to boiling it, but the ghosts behind her back said that the soup she made was not delicious! He also asked her to find the boss to do it. So she started to improve Meng Po Soup. She wanted them to help her try it, but they complained! She actually went to the boss to improve Meng Po Soup, hum! What they disliked before, Meng Po Tang is now beyond their reach. She wants to force them to take a small sip and make their eyes light up. After they finish one bowl, they want to drink another bowl. Oh, there is no more! They are so hooked that they can't stop! But no way! From then on, the boss and Meng Po became good friends, the kind that could not be wiped out by typhoons, and Meng Po soup was no longer an existence that ghosts and gangsters could avoid. Maybe it's because I'm getting too old and can't eat too much sweet food. I feel that the emotional scenes with Lord Yama and the inexplicable male competition later are a bit awkward, but I still like to watch the career-related content in the front.

The heroine was reborn. None of her parents or brothers were kind to her in her previous life. It can be said that her parents and brothers were not the main culprits but also accomplices in the death of the heroine. The heroine did not take revenge when she was reborn. She left in a very ordinary way. What I want to say is, if you leave, just leave. Then you at least break the relationship. Then why do you continue to contact them one after another? That person appears in front of you again and looks like this and that. It's really disgusting. The heroine is cowardly, timid, and also likes to meddle in other people's business. She has a holy mother's heart.

The heroine sells box lunches, buys vegetables in the village and recruits people. No one asks where she sells. She sells so many every day. No one has seen where the stall is and is not curious.

It's really funny! Very interesting! It seems that he is following a tragic path where his life is taken away by a fake daughter. Hey~~our heroine really doesn't want to take revenge I didn't even think about going back to the Qin family to fight for property or something. He started to stand up in the underworld completely independently! (Hostress: Who doesn't want revenge? Leo Leo Le☝Sister, make money first~~ I'm really looking forward to the next plot I look forward to updating two chapters a day. Explode! Let's watch "Lunchbox" while eating lunch 🍱

It started well, but why did it become more and more like a fairy tale? What about the heroine's perseverance to save money? Why is it getting more and more ridiculous in the mid-term?

If you're not a god, why should he help you with such a small annoyance? You are so funny. I was so convinced that I was still in the pill. I felt that this book was not good at all. I was really convinced and was deceived.