"What, can't I make this wish?" Aunt Li asked curiously.
"You can, but it's just..."
Ning An paused halfway, and Wang Ruozhi, not far away, laughed heartily and took over the conversation:
"Auntie, isn't it that at Changchun Temple, you can only fulfill one similar wish in a short time? I just wished for my little pet to get better soon."
After speaking, he pointed to the Golden Retriever tied to a tree. It seemed exhausted from being fussed over, now lying on the ground without much movement.
Aunt Li only then noticed the Golden Retriever, glanced at it, and immediately laughed:
"No problem, then I'll change my wish. It's not a big deal anyway."
Ning An asked softly at this moment, "Aunt Li, you're not going to wish for the Master to exorcise ghosts from your house again, are you?"
"Oh, you child."
"Auntie hasn't been much educated and doesn't really know where the problem lies. Since science can't solve it, why not try our ancestors' ways? Better safe than sorry."
