Shen Jiao: "..."

This kid is too honest. Life is so long and work is so hard. You have to learn to slack off, you know?

It feels like his talent is being wasted as a rickshaw driver. He should be sent to a big temple to learn Iron Head Kung Fu from the abbot.

But at such a young age, won't having people kowtow to her shorten her lifespan?

Shen Jiao was very worried, but she kept her composure on the surface.

To be honest, it was the first time she had ever been kowtowed to, and she felt a mix of emotions, including unease.

However, when in Rome, do as the Romans do; this kind of thing will become the norm in the future, and she has to get used to it.

Ji Yan kept a close eye on the hamster's expression: "You're afraid of kowtowing too?"

Shen Jiao: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I feel he's tapping very rhythmically."

If she stays still, she can hold on!

Ji Yan became interested upon hearing this and smiled like a peach blossom: "Want to dance to the rhythm?"

Shen Jiao: "..."

What the heck? She'd only ever heard of getting up at the crowing of the rooster, never of kowtowing and dancing.

Realizing that Ji Yan wasn't just talking and actually intended to set up a stage for her to dance on the spot, Shen Jiao quickly shook her head.

"No, no, I just wanted to light some incense and burn some paper money for myself."

Alas, it's just that this child kowtowed too sincerely; she always had the illusion that she had died many years ago and saved her great-grandson from dire straits.

Ji Yan: "..."

how?

Did kowtowing kill someone?

It feels very unlucky.

Ji Yan's face darkened. "Did I tell you to kowtow? Stop! You're not allowed to kowtow anymore!"

The timid little brother: "..."

Waaah, isn't begging for mercy all about kowtowing?

Waaah, he's never been to school, what else is he supposed to kowtow to?

Unexpectedly, after a brief respite, the continuous "duang" sound resumed.