Going down the mount

Recalling the past, Li Yuanming sighed with heartache and shook his head. His gaze fell on his younger brother holding a cracked bowl in his hands. The rice soup inside contained only a few scattered grains of rice. His resolve strengthened, he suppressed the urge to hug his young apprentice and comfort him, instead hardening his face and saying, "No, you're grown up now. It's time for you to go down the mountain.",Zuo Zuo shook her head, carrying a burden on her shoulders that was bigger than her. "No way," she said, "Big Brother said my fate is in my own hands, not the heavens'. As long as I work hard, I can definitely make money. When I earn money, I'll give it all to the Daoist Temple!",The Taoist temple is in decline, the ancestral master has no incense offerings, wouldn't that be the result。