Whoever tells jokes will take it.

There is a family of three brothers. The eldest became a leader in politics, and the third became a mess in business. Only the second child is farming in the country, and he is poor. But interestingly, only two families go to the grave in Tomb-Sweeping Day every year. The same is true of Tomb-Sweeping Day this year. The more you think about it, the more wrong it is While shoveling grass for grandpa, he complained: Grandpa, look. None of them came back to worship you. If I hadn't come to worship you, you would have eaten eggs. You haven't blessed me to get rich quickly. In the evening, my grandfather had a dream for my second child and said, "Second child, second child, if I wish you luck again and make a fortune, I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat eggs next year." [rustic laughter] [rustic laughter]