Alley People: I Am Zhuang Tunan

The day I traveled to Chengzhuang Tunan, I was in time to celebrate Grandma Zhuang's birthday. At the dinner table, grandma shared the sweetest watermelon with her cousin, but pushed the whitish pulp in front of her sister: "What can a girl do with such good food?" The memory of the past life suddenly poured in - the original owner would sacrifice his sister's future because of his "sensible", and he himself would be sucked for half his life. I put down the watermelon and looked directly at my grandma: "Either we share it fairly, or no one eats it." Amid the gasps of relatives in the room, the gears of fate began to reverse. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.