A Bright Door

Three generations of the Shen family guarded the same lamp. My father carried the lamp through the door before he died, saying: Where the lamp is, there is home. Time traveler? No. System? No. Shen Huaishan only has the fire that he has endured and a sentence left by his father - don't touch it if you are not familiar with it. The whole town is speculating on hot tickets, and the myth of getting rich overnight is performed every day. The Chai family set up a bureau, collected the ticket numbers, and the Immortal Court collected the tickets. Everyone said: The Shen family is a fool if they don't touch the tickets. Until the day of the collapse, the whole town was crying. Only the Shen family's shop was open as usual - cakes in cash and no tickets were collected. The head of the Chai family spent 10,000 taels of firewood and 200,000 taels of firewood to buy a lamp, and the Shen family responded with four words: One lamp will be passed down to the family. The black letter from Xianting was delivered to Chai Mansion late at night. It had no words and no payment, only a fire seal. Chai Wanxin kissed and burned, and replied: The lamp is in Shen's house, and no one has entered. Everyone is fixated on this light. Little did he know that this lamp had been burning for three hundred years, and it was never the Chai family or the Immortal Courtyard that was waiting for him—— It is the Shen family that passes on the fire one by one.