Chen Fang, because his family herds cattle, he is called Chen Fang. I was a wild child who grew up in a rural compound. My mother died in childbirth. My father was an alcoholic. He left the food at the door every day and no one cared about him. He was fed by the neighbors and I had to cook for the old alcoholic when he was still young. When I was a child, I was skinny and skinny, with dark skin, like a malnourished sapling. Chen Fang is a child who studies very well, and he goes to Hope Primary School, where he is always ranked first. His certificates cannot be posted on the wall, so the village head sponsors him to attend the county's junior high school, where he is still ranked first. At that time, the wind of getting rid of poverty and becoming rich had not yet hit Chenjia Village. The village chief was a skinny old man. His wife had died long ago and he had not remarried. He had no children in his life. When Chen Fang graduated from junior high school, the old man walked step by step from home to his door with a cane, and wanted to persuade Chen Fang's father to raise some money for him to study in high school. At that time, Chen Fang went to herd cattle. The drunkard had just fallen asleep when he was disturbed by a knock on the door. He pushed the old man to the ground, hit his head on the stone at the door, and disappeared. After Chen Fang came back, he didn't cry after hearing this, nor did he go to the funeral. It got dark early in the village. He sat at the door where the village chief died and smoked a pack of Tajie. The fingers holding the cigarette were shaking, but the fingers holding the ax were not. The village listened to the muffled "dong dong" sound for half a night. After dawn, there was no more child named Chen Fang in Chenjia Village.
... There's a new kid at the garage. My name is Chen Fang, he is just 19 years old. He is tall and thin, with a good-looking face, but he is taciturn but has a violent air. His eyes are as heavy as dead water. He makes his heart tremble when he stares at people. He is quick at work, has clean hands and feet, can do any job, and can endure any hardship. Although he looks irritable, I have never seen him get angry, and he is a very stable person. He never participated in the chats of his colleagues. During his breaks, he would sit on the mat and smoke, in a daze, like a burnt pine tree.
The author randomly wrote it, the writing style is average, don't blast me online, I'm crazy!
Concept: Destiny, inspiration, reality
