My name is Li Yun. I have been a financial migrant worker in Beijing for nine years. From a high-spirited graduate to a "Brother Yun" with a subtly receding hairline! The hard work in a big city and the pressure of middle age often make me breathless... When I returned to my hometown during the Chinese New Year this year, I originally wanted to walk around and relax, but unexpectedly I found a ruined temple, and inside the ruined temple, there was a big shining golden bull looking at me! Is my destiny about to change? Am I about to become a rich man? What kind of wonderful life will be waiting for me in the future? ! ! ! ! ! !
