In the summer when he was twelve years old, Yang Yuanyang, who failed the final exam, went to the Ming family for a banquet with his family.
Under the coercion of my mother,
She was so angry that she congratulated the old man of the Ming family on his birthday loudly and eloquently.
He was applauded by all the relatives and friends around him.
Yang Yuanyang, who was frustrated in the exam room and pleased with himself at the dinner, suddenly glanced at the thick-faced young man sitting next to the old man, who had been leaning on his chin and smiling at her with a bright face.
Yang Yuanyang felt numb.
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Mingzhi saw Yang Yuanyang for the first time when he was sixteen years old.
At the birthday party for grandpa's seventieth birthday.
He has been taught since he was a child that he should be silent during food and sleep, and to speak softly and kindly.
But when he confirmed again and again that the child whose birthday greetings sounded like a bell and who sounded more like a filial son and grandson of the Ming family than he did was indeed a little girl,
Still couldn't help but laugh.
Purpose: The world is so beautiful that it is worth fighting for.
