author:Porridge Porridge, L
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At this moment, she tilted her head up to look at Li Yuanming, letting out a dry, choked sob while trying hard to squeeze out a few tears. Her chubby face was filled with sadness, and she stared at him with a pitifully pouted mouth.,Zuo Zuo shook her head, carrying a burden on her shoulder that was even bigger than her. "That's not true," she said. "Big brother said that my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens. As long as I work hard, I can definitely get rich. When I make money, I'll give it all to the Taoist temple!",Li Yuanming glanced at her, knowing that a penniless person like her couldn't possibly fulfill this request. But he didn't discourage her either. “The incense business is not something the master forces upon you. As long as you can eat, it's enough. After you go down the mountain, if you encounter anyone who needs help, lend a hand. Do many good deeds to earn some merit for the ancestor god; that's enough. This also benefits you in improving your fortune.”。