Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly grip Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was shiny bald, but she wore a patched-up, faded Taoist robe that looked like it belonged to a beggar.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Uncle Mingtong, he's doing well now. Follow him, you won't go hungry.",Zhou Zhou shook her head, carrying a burden on her shoulders that was even bigger than her. "No way, Big Brother said that my fate is in my own hands, not the heavens. As long as I'm willing to work hard, I can definitely get rich. When I make money, I'll give it all to the Taoist temple!"。