As a Mahayana Monk, I Will Not Become a Son-In-Law

"I, Shen Nian, even if I starve to death and die outside, even if I jump from here, I won't eat a mouthful of soft rice from you!" Xie Yunshu: "My son-in-law will provide food and accommodation, and the spiritual stone will be enough." Shen Nian: "Madam, look at me, this soft-hearted person. Do I work hard enough?" "Brother Shen, where's the dignity you promised?" Shen Nian: "Silly boy, can this matter about the Immortal Lord be called a soft meal? This is called strategic resource integration!"