Huang Shun did the math: 8 yuan deducted for overtime due to heavy rain + 3040 yuan for soup = an injection of analgesics for the mother + half a year's private money. Knees smashed into the pool of water.
The sky was filled with thunder, and a drop of fishy-sweet "raindrop" slipped into the mouth - a mouthful of phlegm spitted out by the Rain God for three thousand years.
The right eye suddenly spurted out a jet of high-pressure water, sending the drunk man into the trash can. The system pops up: [Debt life span 1.3 Years, daily interest rate 1%, overdue will be erased]. The fragment of the rain god in the body screamed: "I'm so hungry! I want to eat grilled fish!"
The girl from the convenience store handed over a tissue and chewed oden: "There is something in your stomach burping." The progress bar above her head jumped, Bai Yi, 7%.
From then on, Huang Shun lived a life of being chased by gods: the rain god came to ask for phlegm, but he pretended to have rheumatism; the river god awakened and had fish scales all over his body; the gluttonous left hand was parasitic, and when he was very hungry, he ordered food - fingers today or liver tomorrow?
The most terrible thing is Bai Yi's progress bar: for every 1% increase, she forgets about him one more point. Forgot that his tears were sweet, that he owed eight and a half yuan, and that he was a person.
Huang Shun took out his accounting book, dipped it in blood and wrote: "I owe Bai Yi three lives now. The interest will be calculated by the second, and I will repay it with a kiss if it is overdue."
What about being hunted down by righteous gods, fighting each other between gods, and being wanted in the heavens - I am a creditor, not a prey. Queue? Collect them one by one.
The rain god owes 1.71 Years? Accounting. Is the God of Cookery a Ponzi scheme? Bankruptcy and liquidation. Mom was mortgaged for 25 years? I will get it back with my life, including the capital and interest.
I don't count the fireworks in this world, and I don't remember the eternity of gods.
I only remember: scrambled eggs with tomatoes every day, a little batter, like what my mother makes, like what you like to eat.
