The Sorrow of Ants, Lin Chu, a poor student, experienced the betrayal of family and love, bathed in blood and tears, and became a gang boss along the way.
Jiangcheng in June is as hot as a steamer.
Lin Chu was squatting in the back kitchen of a small noodle shop outside the east gate of Jiangcheng University. His hands were soaked in greasy dishwater, and his fingers had become white and peeling from the detergent. There is always dirt embedded in the gaps between his fingernails that cannot be washed away, and his knuckles are thick and deformed from long-term labor. The fan in the kitchen squeaked and sputtered, blowing out hot air, mixed with the sour smell of oil smoke and swill, which made people sick.
"Lin Chu! Table No. 3 Collects the bowls! Why are you dawdling? Do you want to be lazy again?"
