Those who have burned incense for their daughters, even those without sons, turn around and their daughters-in-law become pregnant with sons.

Those who have no money, the next day they encounter unexpected wealth while walking.

Those who seek official positions, their names appear on the list of successful candidates in the provincial examination.

People from all over the place have tasted the sweetness of burning incense for their daughters.

No one wants to work anymore, no one wants to make an effort.

They gather outside our Chen family ancestral hall all day long.

Waiting for me to cry.

Waiting for me to burn incense for my daughter.

Slowly, the land in the village became barren.

The reputation of my daughter's incense spread, and the local gentry came.

Even the tax collector came:

"People here don't grow food, what should we do about this year's imperial grain? Be careful, I'll have all of you arrested and thrown into prison!"

This time, those who were the most greedy handed over their money to the tax collector, all saying in unison:

"Money can make the devil turn the grindstone. Your Excellency, if you help us, we won't skimp on your benefits!"

The tax collector took the money, so he won't come to pressure the people in our village to pay the imperial grain this year.

After the tax collector left, the patriarch suddenly came:

"We can't keep giving them money every time! We need to let that piece of land grow its own food!"

If no one cultivates the land, how can it grow food?

My mother has already become accustomed to not working and started throwing a tantrum on the ground:

"My daughter can make incense. I'll use the money she earns from making incense to buy food. I won't grow food!"

The patriarch smiled, supported my mother's waist, and patted it twice:

"Xiu'er's incense can bring us more children and blessings, promote us and make us wealthy. It will definitely make our land grow food on its own! Tomorrow, we'll send her to the ancestral land of the Chen family and let her make incense in the fields!"

The patriarch looked at me and smiled sinisterly:

"If her incense cannot make the land grow food, we'll dismantle her!"