Siheyuan: I Am a Troublemaker, at Least I Am a Stick

On the first day of crossing the courtyard, Chen Changchuan saw clearly. . . All animals. A poor boy came from the countryside. His father had a broken leg and his family was very poor. He was stared at as soon as he entered the door. Do they think Chen Changchuan is a soft persimmon... Can they just pinch it? Yi Zhonghai's wishful thinking? Smashed on the spot. Jia Zhang's blood-sucking plan? Don't even think about it. Yanbu Gui took advantage of the great cause? On the first day I entered the house, I was blocked, and I sulked in the room dejectedly. The beasts think they are shit stirrers. But the shit-stirring stick also needs to be a stick. What do you call that? That's shit. And I am the stick. Chen Changchuan: Beasts, I'm here, who comes first? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.