The day I was admitted to be a township civil servant, I thought my life was about to take off.
As a result, I was assigned to work as a correspondent for the township government - serving tea, pouring water and cleaning toilets, which was even busier than cleaning.
The only happiness is my sister who lives next door to me.
A white-collar worker from a big city, pure and beautiful, with crooked eyes when she smiles. Unfortunately, she only comes back on weekends to help her mother feed the pigs.
I could only peek at her from the window.
Until that night, I passed by her toilet and heard the sound of water rushing inside...
Early the next morning, she blocked the door of my house.
Holding a notebook in his hand, he smiled at me.
"Little handsome boy, your things were left at my house."
