"That's fine, if we run out of money, we can just earn more. But you're obsessed with money! Even if we earn a fortune, it won't help. Not even our ancestors' incense is burning anymore!",Zuo Zuo lowered her head, curiously looking at the statue in her hands, and asked strangely, "Master, what did you make this ancestor statue for me And where is the golden light on the ancestor",When she was young, she saw the ancestral tablet in her master's room, shimmering with gold. It was so beautiful! How come it now looks so dusty and worn。