Wearing the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 147 Apologize
The real world is still summer.

The sun was scorching, the trees were verdant, and cicadas kept calling.

Tang Luoluo stood on the side of the road, with a pair of washed white canvas shoes under her feet, and a white T-shirt that couldn't be washed again.

Whether the world in the book is a dream or not, she has no time to think about it now.

The poor are so pitiful sometimes that they don't even have time to mourn the spring and autumn.

The most urgent task is to find a way to make money.

Otherwise, going back to face the eldest aunt would be another bloodbath.

She went to the bank first and got a bank card with her ID card.

She doesn't even have a bank card in this world.

After applying for the bank card and getting out of the bank, she looked through the shriveled ones, which were worth tens of dollars.

She found the nearest Internet cafe.

Find a seat and sit down.

She thought about the skills she possessed.

After being a young lady for four years, she knows everything that can cost money.

others?
violin.
She doesn't even have a violin certificate in this world, no one will want her.

photography.

She doesn't have a SLR, how can she help people take pictures.

She thought about translation again.

In order to torture her, Gu Yuchen asked her to translate the contract whenever he got angry.

Her English seems to be improving by leaps and bounds.

She searched the Internet and found a daily interpreter. Although the money is a little small, it is acceptable.

One hundred words for a thousand words.

At night, when Tang Luoluo came back,
Both the uncle and the aunt were standing at the door, as if they were waiting for her.

The uncle said, "Luoluo, where have you been all day?"

"Where else can I go? I went out to fool around, and now I don't even cook a meal, and you still pay her to go to school, you are a wolf!"

Li Honghua scolded people with a high-pitched voice, which was particularly unpleasant.

"Safflower, don't talk too much." The uncle felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his wife scolding his niece like this.

After all, the money his brother sold the house is still with him.

"Talk less?" Li Honghua raised her voice immediately, "Tang Guoqing, you are so courageous! How dare you scold me for this oil bottle!"

She said with a sob in her voice, "Hey, why am I so useless? I married a wretch and brought a mop bottle!"

"It's so noisy!" Tang Luoluo directly scolded Li Honghua who was crying, making trouble, and hanged herself.

Li Honghua was frightened by Tang Luoluo's fierce aura, and forgot to cry for a while, and then tapped Tang Guoqing's shoulder with his hand, "See, the oil bottle that has been raised for so many years dares to talk to me like this now .”

Tang Luoluo looked at Li Honghua who looked like a shrew, and couldn't take it anymore.

"You just don't like me and want to find a chance to make trouble with my uncle?

Starting today, you don't have to think so hard, I just move out! "

After Tang Luoluo finished speaking, she prepared to pack her things and leave here.

She earned 400 yuan from translation today, so she can stay in a cheap hotel for several days.

"Luoluo, apologize to your auntie." Tang Guoqing held back Tang Luoluo who was about to enter the room.

I'm afraid that my niece will be driven away by my wife because of an impulse.

Tang Luoluo paused, and looked at the loyal uncle, "Uncle, you don't need to persuade her, I won't apologize to her, I've already found a place to live."

Tang Guoqing directly grabbed Tang Luoluo, "Where can you live as a teenage girl? Be obedient and apologize to your aunt."

"Uncle, I really have a place to live, and I can make money myself."

Tang Luoluo was afraid that his uncle would worry about him, so he told him that he was working as a part-time translator.

　Thank you Ya Silan, and the little cutie who voted for you, and the cutie who voted for you, I love you!

　　Also, I repeat, my books don't wear out.

　　There was no other Tang Luoluo either.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)