Her grandfather, the old charlatan on his last legs, and her seriously ill mother both urged her to vie for affection and reclaim everything that rightfully belonged to her, because she was the leg...
The mouse stroked its fur and before it knew it, it arrived at Hualin Temple outside the city.
Just as the driver said, because today is Buddha's birthday, there are a lot of people coming to burn incense. At a glance, it is a densely packed group of people, so dark that you can't see anything.
In order to prevent the little white mouse from getting lost, Wen's mother deliberately placed the little white mouse deeper into the small bag. When she felt that it was enough, she followed the line up, as if she wanted to burn a few incense sticks.