Chen Sheng's Grandson

The unfavorable life of a rural unruly man. The old man in ragged clothes squatted on the birch wood pile in front of the dilapidated house, drank a sip of homemade shochu, smoked a strong green toad dry smoke, squinted his eyes, looked at the sunset that was about to set in the Changbai Mountains, and said to a child of about six or seven years old who was playing with two natives, one black and one white, and said: "Ashu, the beast that the Siberian tiger is most afraid of is not the rough skin. The thick black blind man is not a 600-pound wild boar king, but a mountain guard dog who went up the mountain. "Many years later, the old man lay in an inconspicuous grave. The child who was not frozen to death by the smoke cannons in the heavy snow and who was not poked in the back by the villagers of Zhangjiazhai finally walked out of the mountains and came to the city. Like a crazy dog that entered the mountains, he was bitten and knelt down, so he was honored. His father, like an old turtle, died unknown. His brother is like a hungry eagle, fighting in the north. His father is like a thin tiger, facing the Jieshi in the east. Can he, who is fighting against the common people, be able to fight for a lifetime of glory? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.