On the second day of military training at the university, He Yang fainted on the school playground.
When he returned to the dormitory, he was starving to death. Xu Nian brought He Yang two home-made cornbreads, but He Yang felt that they were too much to satisfy his appetite, so he ate them.
From then on, I stopped eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and only wanted to eat steamed buns.
My roommates all jokingly said that those who eat this stuff are old-fashioned.
I will not refute for a year, but accept it happily. I am a farmer and I am honored. The sickle and hammer are my beliefs!
After all, He Yang was a rich second generation. He couldn't save face and was afraid of being looked down upon, so he didn't dare to ask for it.
One day I was really greedy, so I took advantage of Xu Yiannian's absence to eat, but I was caught in the act...
Intention: Love, like life, must be down-to-earth.
