"Even if some short-sighted person takes a liking to you, Grandpa, with your remaining savings, not to mention anything else, even eating could be a problem, right?"
"I think your assumption is problematic. Even a blind person wouldn't fancy Grandpa! What's there to like? His age, lack of money, or his refusal to bathe?"
"..."
Not only the chat room viewers but Ning An also found this a bit unbelievable.
Immediately, he pushed the money back, earnestly advising, "Grandpa, I think we could use this money to improve our meals. Eating delicious food and feeling joyous is a kind of enjoyment, isn't it?"
Unexpectedly, Grandpa outright refused, glaring with anger, "What is this, young man? You open the temple to welcome guests, how can you not receive visitors? Today I will burn incense!"
Seeing no way around it, Ning An had no choice but to accept the money. Then he picked up three sticks of incense from the altar and handed them to Grandpa.
