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Chaotic Life: Starting with 500 yuan per day
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On a rainy night, the bustling streets of the magic city were sparsely populated. In the congested lanes, a yellow figure weaved through the traffic until coming to a slow stop at the red light.
"This is the last delivery. Once it's done, I can finally spend time with my wife and kids."
Han Tian silently murmured in his heart as the cold rain of winter continued to beat against his yellow windbreaker, gradually blurring his vision. As the traffic light turned red, Han Tian twisted the throttle and sped forward. Suddenly, a van rushed out from the side and collided with the speeding Han Tian. Amidst the blaring of horns, Han Tian turned his head to the side, then flew into the air, losing consciousness.
"Ding, system binding successful. Host gains the 'lying flat life' program. Starting from the host's birth, a daily reward of 500 yuan will be granted!"
The crisp alert tone awakened the unconscious Han Tian.
He tried to open his eyes but couldn't feel his body. It was pitch black around him. Just as he was confused, a glimmer of light seeped in.
"Wah, wah, wah..."
In the hospital delivery room, accompanied by a burst of crying, Han Tian realized that he had been reborn. The news of the the Han Family's long-awaited son also spread throughout the village, dispelling the previous rumors and gossip.
"Have you heard? That kid from the the Han Family can recite poems, write, and do math at only three years old."
"I heard the fortune teller say that he is the reincarnation of the Purple Star Emperor, so impressive!"
The village gossip station is still discussing Han Tian's genius deeds, but he is indifferent to it, focusing instead on his increasing balance every day. Unexpected events can happen to anyone, and when Han Tian's grandfather fell down the stairs and was hospitalized when he was six years old, Han Tian's father, Han Yongde, as the eldest son, had to shoulder the heavy burden of treating his elderly father.
"Brother, you haven't asked me for money for father's medical expenses. My family has invested all our money into the business, so why don't you sell the old house and rent a place in the city for the convenience of going to school every day?"
Inside the villa, a glamorous young woman in luxurious pajamas handed a peeled apple to the bewildered Han Tian as she spoke. "Sis, Dad used to spoil you and your sister the most. Now you can't just ignore him, right?"
Han Tian's mother was also furious when she heard this. The two daughters of the the Han Family had been spoiled since childhood, and all the dirty and tiring work was done by the eldest son, Han Yongde. Now that their father was sick, these two daughters stood by and showed no filial piety.
"Spoil us? The old house was given to my brother, and we sisters didn't get anything. Now that he's sick, he comes looking for me. Anyway, I have no money. Take whatever is valuable in this house."
The sharp words hit Han Tian's mother's heart like bullets, and she stopped asking questions, pulling Han Tian to leave from outside. Seeing this scene, Han Tian felt even more heartbroken. In the previous life, it was because of this incident that he had to transfer to the city due to poverty, and he was bullied every day. Reborn in this life with a system, he couldn't let the tragedy of the previous life happen again.
"System, I want to withdraw!"
"Ding, please select the withdrawal amount!"
Han Tian slowly entered a series of numbers into the mental prompt box.
"Withdrawal successful! The host is requested to go to the nearest lottery store and randomly select a 50 yuan denomination lottery ticket."
As the system's voice fell, Han Tian also began to search for the lottery store.
Li Fuyou is lying comfortably in a chair at the moment, humming a tune, but feeling uneasy inside. He regrets opening the lottery shop in the wealthy area, as business has been getting worse. Thinking about this, he decides to make a pot of good tea to comfort himself. Just as he gets up to get the tea leaves, a small figure rushes in. She picks up the highest value scratch card on the table and is about to scratch it. Before he can react, another plainly dressed woman rushes in to pull the child away.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? You haven't paid for the lottery yet!"
Li Fuyou pointed at the woman with a look of disdain and said, "I don't want it. Here, take it. You little troublemaker, always causing chaos for me."
The woman took the lottery ticket from the child's hand and threw it to Li Fuyou before preparing to hit Han Tian.
Li Fuyou looked at the lottery ticket with a wiped-out mark on the table and thought that he couldn't miss this money-making opportunity, so he said to the woman:
"Marked, marked, look, it's been marked here, how am I supposed to sell it? Hurry, hurry, bring the money."
Han Tian's mother also panicked, immediately picked up the lottery ticket and asked in a trembling voice.
"How much is it?"
"50!"
The mother reluctantly took out a money pouch wrapped in a plastic bag from her bosom, and from a pile of coins, she managed to gather 50 yuan. This was what she had earned from selling vegetables a few days ago. After toiling for a whole day, she had only earned a little over 80 yuan, and now, because of this small piece of paper, 50 yuan was taken away.
The boss impatiently took the money, counted it, and put it in the cash register.
Han Tian immediately took the lottery ticket after seeing the boss's actions, and after scratching it three times, he ran to his mother, holding the ticket high, and shouted, "We won, mom, we won!"
The lottery shop owner turned around to see the prize amount clearly, then turned back and rushed over to grab the lottery ticket. Han Tian had already anticipated his move and tightly hugged the lottery ticket to his chest.
"Kid, take it out and let uncle have a look. Did you really win?"
"No, no, Mom, let's go to the lottery center to claim the prize," Han Tian stuck out his tongue at the boss and pulled his mother to leave.
Li Fuyou How could he let them go? That's 1 million yuan. With that 1 million, what's the point of him running a lottery shop? Without any hesitation, he rushed forward to stop the mother and son at the lottery shop and started fighting with Han Tian over the lottery. The commotion at the lottery shop also attracted a crowd of onlookers. Just as they were pulling and tugging, a burly man pushed through the crowd. He was wearing a police uniform, with a righteous and stern expression on his face. Despite his youthful appearance, there was a hint of determination hidden beneath.
"Police officer, he's trying to steal my things."
Han Tian saw the person coming and immediately let go of his hand and pounced on the police officer. The lottery shop owner looked at the lottery in his hand and laughed like crazy.
"What's going on?"
The police officer spoke up and asked. The surrounding crowd recounted the whole incident, each person adding their own words.
After listening to the story, Lin Penghai made his decision. He walked into the lottery shop and showed his police officer's badge, asking the owner to retrieve the surveillance footage. The excited owner initially refused to cooperate, not wanting the jackpot to be taken away. Lin Penghai didn't indulge him and called his colleagues, leading them back to the station. Under pressure, the owner eventually had to return the lottery ticket.
Han Yongde, who had just rushed to the police station from the hospital, was also excited to hear the news of the big prize and hugged and kissed Han Tian.
One million, for a wealthy person, may be just an insignificant number, but for ordinary people, it is enough to change a lifetime. After that, Han Tian's father decided to move the whole family to the city and, with the help of friends, opened a hot pot restaurant. As time passed, Han Tian also grew up constantly, occasionally earning some pocket money through the system, and this comfortable life continued until his senior year of high school.
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