Winning at the Starting Line (1)

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, a faint mist floated in the sky.

There were paper money floating everywhere, and Madam Xia was squatting in front of the door burning paper money.

Madam Wen also brought her children to burn the joss paper respectfully.

Since Emperor Ziwei was in the Zhenjiang family, Lu Youyou could also go out.

At this moment, she was holding her chin as she watched her grandmother burn the paper. Madam Xia muttered,"I ask the ancestors of the Jiang family to bless the Jiang family with peace and prosperity. These are all expenses for the festival. You can take them and spend them."

Madam Wen said as she burned the joss paper, " I ask the ancestors of the Jiang family to bless Lulu's safe birth. When I go down, I will definitely thank you personally. "

Little Youyou's eyes lit up. Your lifespan is seventy-two years old. I added thirty years to your lifespan, so you have to live to one hundred and two years old."