The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 225

Han Zhu nodded: "Okay."

After saying this, she suddenly thought of a question: "Does he have a name?"

Mr. King frowned and shook his head.

Han Zhu raised his eyebrows: "No name yet?"

Mr. Wang took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said, "I don't know..."

Han Zhu was speechless for a moment, she looked at Mr. Wang in disbelief: "OK, you can!"

She sighed: "If I really can't die, I don't know how you treat my son."

This is correct, as expected, a child without a mother is like a grass, without a real mother, there is a stepdad.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of another question: "Bring here the date and hour of my son's birth."

As a magician who can see a person's fate at a glance, she suddenly began to wonder, what will be the fate of her son?
Mr. King stood there silently and did not speak.

Han Zhu raised his eyebrows, snorted, and said helplessly, "Could it be that you don't remember his birth time at all?"

Mr. King shook his head and said in a deep voice, "No, I remember."

How could he forget that the moment he was born, he fell into bottomless panic and darkness.

Han Zhu looked at Mr. King with probing eyes, so Mr. King slowly told the time of his son.

Could it be that after this hour, Han Zhu ignored Mr. King.

She closed her eyes, and slowly began to arrange in her mind.

When she was halfway through the queue, she suddenly began to feel uneasy.

The chubby baby I saw just now appeared in my mind, lying there so loudly, lifting his little head with great effort, drinking the bottle so contentedly, and then fell asleep peacefully.

This is her son of Han Zhu, what kind of life will be waiting for him?

Han Zhu was ruthless, and finally exhausted his son's fate in his mind.

After drawing out the horoscope, she immediately noticed the ruler of the horoscope, but it was Wu Qu Tianxiang who was in the yin palace.

People with Wuqu in the Ming Palace are brave, capable, creative, and have excellent leadership skills, while Tianxiang has an easy-going personality and can neutralize Wuqu's uprightness.With these two stars sitting in the Mingming Palace, Han Zhu felt more or less confident. He continued to look down, but saw Ziwei and Tianfu took a photo of Mingyuan in a place where the temple was prosperous. Ke Quanlu, Zuo Zuo, Chang Qu, and Kui Yue are the auspicious stars.Shuanglu Chaoyuan, Luma and horses galloping, Zuofu Wenchang Kexing rendezvous, full of imperial atmosphere
Seeing this scene, Han Zhu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her son, at least in this life, will be rich and powerful and never have any major worries. Although there will still be some ups and downs in his life, but with his fate, he must be It can turn bad luck into good luck.

Mr. Wang looked at Han Zhu's expression from the side, and saw that she went from apprehensive at the beginning to calm later, and he was also relieved.

It's a lie to say that she doesn't care, after all, it's her own flesh and blood. Since she felt relieved after reading it, so does he.

Han Zhu and Mr. Wang lived on the island for another ten days. During these ten days, Han Zhu greeted her son almost every day through video. Although the son on the screen was not interested in her at all, she still enjoyed herself talking to his son.

Han Zhu even asked someone to find some books on communicating with children to read, but when she was about to get these books, Mr. Wang put them aside.

His reason is very straightforward: "You are in the confinement period, it is best not to use your eyes too much, this will seriously affect your vision and cause the root cause of the disease."

Han Zhu had no choice but to stop watching.

Twenty days later, Han Zhu's body has almost recovered, and she has started wandering around the island with the support of Mr. Wang these days.

There are green coconut trees, white beaches, and blue waves on this island, just like a simple ink painting, simple and clear but full of interest.

Because this is an archipelago, there are residents living on nearby islands, and sometimes those residents will pass by Mr. King's island by boat.

These people are hospitable, they will put the fishing boat near the island, and start to say hello to Mr. King and Han Zhu, and sometimes they even give Han Zhu the big fish they caught.

Han Zhu accepted it with a smile, and casually took a golden accessory from his hand and threw it to the fishermen.

The fisherman who received the accessory was delighted, waving his big hand and laughing loudly: "Thank you, I'm going to give this to my wife!"

He spoke in the local aboriginal language, and he thought that Han Zhu would not understand his language, but a few seconds later, Han Zhu shouted in fluent aboriginal language: "I hope your wife likes it!"

Suddenly, the native fisherman froze there, looking at Han Zhu in shock.

The fishermen on the side also looked at Han Zhu in surprise, some of them whistled, some shouted loudly: "This foreign girl can speak our language!"

Since Han Zhu would take a walk on this warm beach every day, fishermen would pass by here almost every day, and they would throw big fish to Han Zhu when they passed by, because they had gradually become familiar with Han Zhu.

They all knew that this slender and beautiful girl could speak the Aboriginal language fluently.

On this day, Han Zhu was walking on the island, when he saw those fishermen passing by again, they set off early in the morning, and the boat was empty, but the fishermen still waved to Han Zhu, and they came to their local area It is a special product, a kind of dried fish made from salted fish.

Han Zhu picked it up and waved his hands happily at them.

She is just out of confinement now, and she can't eat such salty food, but she still accepts it very happily.

But when she was waving at those fishing boats, she realized that something was wrong, and when she looked closely, she saw that the fishing boats were filled with black air that seemed to be there.

She frowned immediately, and raised her eyes to look at the end of the sky, but she saw that the end of the sky was the direction where the fishermen were going.

This kind of feeling, ordinary people naturally don't have it, and they can't see it.

Han Zhu realized that something was wrong, and after pondering for a while, he understood that the climate here is hot and humid, and there may be violent storms one day, but today's strong wind is probably very huge, and it may even be the kind of fierce hurricane that can blow The kind where ships and people are swallowed into the sea.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhu couldn't let those fishing boats suffer like this. He hurriedly ran to the shore, shouting as he ran, "Come back, don't go out to sea, there is a hurricane today, it's dangerous!"

(End of this chapter)