"The people here do not like others to give alms, nor will they give alms!" Zhiyuan said seriously, "Remember, if you want people to face you, you must first have strength and dignity, which will never be obtained!"

"Yeah!" Zheng Yong nodded slightly. He didn't understand Brother Yuan's words very well, but he would definitely remember them.

Because he is his brother Yuan, what Brother Yuan said must be right.

From the moment he said the first thing he had said to himself, he decided!

"Okay!" Zhiyuan chuckled, came to Zheng Yong, nodded with satisfaction, "No, I'm so energetic! I'm so energetic! Get up, wipe your body clean, I'll apply medicine to you!"

"Xiao Kai, Xiao Yong, it's time to eat!" At this moment, grandma's voice came from outside the door, "Are you okay? Come out soon after you're okay, worship the ancestors! We are about to have the New Year's Eve dinner!"

"Word to the ancestor?" Zheng Yong was stunned, "Brother Yuan, who is the ancestor of the Buyi clan?"

"We are the same nation as the Zhuang people!" Zhiyuan said, "Some people say that our ancestors were Chiyou, some people say that they were Pangu. March 3rd and June 6th are festivals to worship them..."

"But I won't worship them. I will only worship one person in my life, my grandmother!"

"Mother!"
Chapter completed!