The wind blew through the hall, and the incense and candles flickered.

Chen Shu knelt seriously.

Not only did he recite his ID card, he also recited his bank card number.

Between going to work and making progress, I chose to burn incense; between buying a bag and buying clothes, I chose to buy a scratch-off lottery ticket.

Chen Shuo saw the young man kneeling next to him and scratching off a lottery ticket.

I hate that iron cannot become steel.

“Use your ID card to scratch it!”

"And you have to shave it towards the God of Wealth, otherwise how will he know your name?"

The young man slapped his head and suddenly realized:

"Yes!"

"Brother, you have experience!"

Chen Shu hummed and said proudly, "Of course."

Then he stood up and respectfully inserted the three incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner.

Su Qingwan stood beside him, curling her lips, "Burn free incense and make a dozen small wishes?"

The God of Wealth said it was difficult to do.

"So what?"

Chen Shu felt a little guilty, but the next second he became confident and said, "I already called you grandpa. Isn't it natural for a grandpa to help his grandson a little?"

"Besides, I brought my granddaughter-in-law with me."

"You should show some appreciation anyway, right?"

Is that how it’s calculated?

Su Qingwan looked at Chen Shu in confusion.

"bingo!"

The guy kneeling next to him waved the scratch-off lottery ticket and shouted excitedly, "I won!"

I won.

These three words were like drops of water falling into a frying pan, exploding instantly.

One by one, they rushed into the Temple of the God of Wealth like zombies out of a cage, and squeezed him out. They watched helplessly as the incense burner was filled up in an instant.

"Thank you!"

The young man who had been instructed by Chen Shu held Chen Shu's hand tightly and looked at the God of Wealth: "My grandfather appeared!"

Not a buddy?

It's the 21st century, and you're still clinging to feudal superstitions. I'm seriously going to report you, brother. You've done nothing wrong. Blame it all on my sickening jealousy and petty pride. Seeing your success completely shattered my defenses. I threw down my gauntlet! The moment I saw you actually won, I was sweating profusely, my whole body shivering. My Jade Syndrome struck, and my life as an assassin seemed to have lost all color! I felt like a Saiyan caught by the tail, a user with Seastone's abilities, a Jinchūriki detached from the Tailed Beasts, an Ultraman without light, completely deprived of hope!

My friend, I'm with you, it's because you really won!

The statement was made with a stiff expression, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Congratulations!"

"Same joy, same joy!"

He grinned, waved his hand, and ran down the mountain excitedly to claim his prize.

Chen Shuo's face fell.

God of Wealth, I will never call you "Ya" again!

You don't treat me as your grandson at all!

Granddaughter-in-law, don’t look at it either!

Wuwuwu——

"All right."

Su Qingwan looked at the angry and sad statement and suggested with a smile: "Praying to the God of Wealth is useless, why not ask me for help?"

"That's not good..." Chen Shuo hesitated and was hesitant. There were so many people here.

next second.

'131421 yuan has been deposited into Zhifubao.'

A series of cold prompt sounds made Chen Shuo feel warm in his heart, and he slid down to his knees:

“Please—!”

who?

How come I don't see anyone else besides the glittering Su Qingwan in front of me?!

Let money directly influence my soul and let money pollute my body!

Come at me, even if you throw money at me, I won't say a word.

'520000 yuan has been deposited into Zhifubao.'

'Zhi Fu Bao has arrived...'

Those who are striving to pray for money, profit, sudden wealth, and unearned windfall in the Temple of the God of Wealth:

"???"

Bro, you really need to mute this. I'm fine, but you know, I have a buddy, we're like brothers, and I'm worried he might accidentally see this and get upset! Of course, I'm fine, hahaha, I don't feel anything. I don't get upset easily. Besides, from a bystander's perspective, it shouldn't be that serious, right? I just want to consider my friend's feelings. He really is a little upset. Of course, it's up to you. I'm just standing up for my friend.

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