"Xiao Yue, what kind of immortal have you become, and what do you manage? What do you have to do every day?"
"Xiao Yue, how does it feel to become an immortal? Can you just wish for something and it appears?"
"Xiao Yue, now that you're an immortal, won't you be friends with me anymore?"
"Xiao Yue, you're an immortal now. Will you still come to my house often in the future?"
...
"Shut up, you're so annoying."
Even Xiao Yue's good temper couldn't withstand Zhang Zhonghe's incessant chatter.
Actually, Zhang He Ping and his wife were also very curious, but they were both very composed. Besides feeling happy for Xiao Yue, Wang Hongxia planned to make a big meal for Xiao Yue that she loved, without asking too many questions.
"I'm specifically in charge of the afterlife. After you die, you'll be under my care." Xiao Yue explained simply.
"Really? Then when I die, can you reincarnate me as someone wealthy?" Zhang Zhonghe immediately asked excitedly.
