Jia Xiaoci has a reckless father, a tolerant mother, and a blind grandfather who talks a lot, but the evil wind blowing in the village is not peaceful.
The story of a young man who lost his father and mother and worked hard to live with a bottle of oil.
Jia Xiaoci was so fucking humiliated by men. He hated the perverts who were trying to show off for nothing and beat them all out. Hey, why can't Ji Demin beat them away this time? His face is thicker than a 500-year-old city wall. I've told him my true identity, why is he still so disgusted that he won't leave?