"Huh? From where did the sun rise today?"
Wang Cuihua got up early thinking that it was the fifteenth of this month, and she wanted to light incense for the God of Wealth.
But when she went to the kitchen, she found Suizi had already done it.
"Aren't you a non-believer in such things?" Wang Cuihua was quite amazed.
"Sometimes I do believe."
Suizi put her hands together, looking worried as if she had something on her mind.
Wang Cuihua, in a good mood that day, didn't notice Suizi's unusual behavior.
She washed her hands cheerfully, came over to pay homage to the God of Wealth, while chatting with Suizi.
"Suizi, have you noticed that our family has been quite lucky recently?"
Wang Cuihua felt that their luck had been spectacular lately and began counting off their blessings.
"It seems that ever since the dispute with Yu Shuiniu and his wife, our family has been making heaps of money."
