Rise of the Humble O

So, over the past ten days in this world, Zhu Ping'an has been diligently playing the role of a child. He has been careful and cautious, trying his best not to do anything out of line, for fear of being tied to a wooden frame and grilled. He definitely doesn't want to be someone who speaks up for himself (with salt).,“Mother, oh, it hurts, it hurts! I'm not a child of two or three anymore,” Zhu Ping’an cried for mercy, his chubby little hand clutching Chen’s arm, tiptoeing to lessen the pain.,Purely natural and non-polluting, it melts in your mouth, the taste is truly excellent. It feels like it's many times better than modern eggs, of course, it could also be because since I arrived here, it's been plain tea and rice, and I don't know what meat tastes like.。