Before the age of 17, Wen Jinnan was rich and powerful, a proud son of heaven, a young man with high spirits and high spirits.
After turning 17, Wen Jinnan had no money and no desire to read. What romance? What mood? No more talking, let's go feed the chickens.
Wen Jinnan, who was dressed in grandma's brand, was wearing grandma's newly hooked sweater, grandma's big cotton-padded jacket, and grandma's cotton mops under her feet. She was holding the chicken food that grandma had just mixed in her hand. At this time, she was putting down the chicken food with a nervous look on her face.
The army of hens not far away tilted their heads and stared closely at Wen Jinnan's movements. As soon as the chicken food was put down, the army was like a burning wilderness, and dozens of hens flew towards him in an instant.
Wen Jinnan ran away, dragging Du Libei who was passing by with him, and ran towards the forest, followed by "roosters and dogs".
Intention: Everything will bloom in spring