Yi Meng felt like she used up all her courage for this lifetime tonight.
She had never seen anyone dare to negotiate prices with the God of Wealth.
This "admirably brave" person happened to be her own daughter.
"Oh, Grandpa God of Wealth, just accept the gifts nicely, don't throw a tantrum, the smell is overwhelming Manbao!"
Qi Manman discontentedly used her little chubby hands to fan the frenzied smoke away.
In the next moment, the smoke suddenly calmed down a lot.
Qi Manman pinched a piece of braised pork and stuffed it in her mouth, chewing contentedly, she nodded: "Thank you, Grandpa Heavenly Dao, for leaving meat for Manbao!"
Then she clicked her tongue: "Isn't it delicious?"
The little girl mumbled to the incense, creating a strangely eerie scene.
Yi Meng wanted several times to leave the space, but ultimately didn't have the courage.
