Meng Yao has been a ghost for many years and accidentally crossed over, wear it, accidentally wear it and wear the second generation, what, this poor family is only left with an adobe house, what about the traverser's mother, well, dead, and a father who shouts to the Buddha all day long that killing is a sin, Amitabha, this day can't be lived, fortunately there is a twenty-four filial piety reliable brother, fortunately I still have space, my dream is to become the sister of the landlord's family, and take a group of dog slaves to the street to molest the women of the good family. Man: What about me. Meng Yao: Dear, who are you?