At the Beginning, a Meteorite Hits the Ancestral Grave, How Can I Calm Down?

# Zhutianliu, #, # suture monster Whether the bright meteors streaking across the night sky can fulfill the wishes of human beings does not concern Chen Xuan, nor is he interested. What Chen Xuan cares about most is how to grasp the balance between living well and making money. Until the big stone emitting golden light fell from the sky and plunged into the vegetable patch in Chen's backyard. Chen Xuan looked blankly at the large hole in the vegetable field with white smoke rising out of it, and suddenly felt a strong premonition in his heart. "Am I going to send it out?"