Open Wuling's Small Ginseng

What do you? I am ginseng. Oh Ren Shen. What are your thoughts in the future? I want to sleep in the dirt. Understand, rest in peace, and the fallen leaves return to their roots, everyone understands. What do you want to eat? I want to eat dirt. Brother, you can't buy less and chop less. Chop your hands! Yes! The little ginseng ran out two miles away without looking back. He met the Northeastern eldest brother who gave him a train ticket, and a group of ghost-fire teenagers taught him the latest fashion. The human world is really interesting. They sang indifferently under the night view of the city, and ate noodles in the noisy crowd. The human world is really wonderful. They didn't ask where they came from or where they were going back. They called each other brothers and taught each other skills. This ginseng that had just come down the mountain learned to drive, and it felt like flying. You experience the feeling of flying on the road, and the traffic police uncle will also give you a different feeling. From this, the story begins~ This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.