Remembering the past, Li Yuanming shook his head with a heavy heart. His gaze fell on his younger brother's hand holding a bowl with a crack in it. There were only a few grains of rice in the rice porridge inside. This made him even more determined. He suppressed the urge to hold his little disciple in his arms and comfort him, putting on a stern face and saying: "No, you are already grown up, it's time to go down the mountain.",Li Yuanming also thought of this, he sheepishly touched his nose, mumbled something, and walked backward.,Soon, Zuo Zuo came out. Her shiny head was covered with fortune-telling talismans, and she had three copper coins hanging around her neck. On one side of her waist, she wore a gourd, and on the other, a large Pixiu, which she had carved herself. It was ugly beyond words, but the only thing special about it was its size.。