Huaichenlu

In the northern Huai Village at the beginning of the 21st century, a young man named Chen Goucheng later changed his name to Chen Mo. He grew up among adobe walls and the smell of pesticides, and dug cracks in his destiny by reading old books. When he entered the urban steel forest under the name "Chen Mo", he encountered absurd mirror images of two worlds while drinking and drinking: the country aunt could read the drought conditions from the growth rings of the old locust trees, and the urban upstarts used blockchain algorithms to measure people's hearts; wild grass growing on the field ridges would entangle barefoot children, and the reflections on the glass curtain walls of office buildings peeled off on rainy nights. The class gap was like magic dust, falling into the reality he was trying to sew together - when the old locust trees in his hometown shed tears in the demolition notice, and when his classmates in suits and ties talked about "the aestheticization of bottom-level wisdom," Chen Mo saw his shadow splitting in half, half rooted in the soil, and half suspended in the depths of neon. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.