At the wine table, I casually said that I wanted to be a stick figure, and then I opened my eyes and turned into an eight-year-old Jia Ge. In the first month of 1960, my grandma was cursing me because I couldn't let go of the trouble at home. His biological father was deceived by Yi Zhonghai, and his mother carried the second treasure - no system, no plug-ins, only the heart of a forty-year-old uncle. This game of chess starts with stealing meat.
