A small brocade in the sky, a small ant on the ground.
Today, with the rapid development of science and information technology, the little ant thought that things like gods descending to earth to endure calamities and save the common people would only happen in ancient times. Who would have thought that the little ant was lucky enough to meet him.
"Little fairy, can you give me ten thousand taels of gold and a handsome man? Also give me a mansion and a nice car?"
"It's easy to talk, I'll let the little stars from the north and south in the sky be your boyfriend, take you around the world, and then take you through the past and the future."
Intention: The little gods who descend to earth are more stupid than mortals