My name is Mu Shi, I am ten years old and in the second grade of elementary school. As the name suggests (I know how to use idioms), I was picked up by my grandma at the beach. I don't know who my parents are and why they didn't want me. The kids just now were in our class, and they all said I was a fool, but I know I am not, I am just a little stupid. Sometimes I like to drool and be in a daze. That is because I think of my grandma once using the knitted cloth to exchange money for me to buy chicken drumsticks, which were really delicious.