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 is doing well now. Follow him, you will never go hungry.",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!","Good." Zhouzhou pulled his hand, looking at him with reluctance, "Master, you have to take care of yourself too. When I earn enough money, I'll come back and see you."。