Rise of the Humble O

This is Xiahe Village, an ordinary yet extraordinary little village.,Well, Little Piglet! What a strange name. Even Tiger Cub or Pebble would sound better. Of course, he was just grumbling. He knew why ancient people gave their children such odd names.,The moment Zhu Ping'an stepped through the door, he bumped into his mother of this life, Chen Shi. Chen Shi was standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a stern expression, glaring at him. Seeing him return in such a haphazard manner, her eyes softened like ice meeting spring. She had been waiting for him to come back specifically. Chen Shi was in her thirties, dressed as a young married woman. Her eyebrows carried a hint of fierceness, and she wore her hair in an updo with a chipped hairpin. On her clean, matching top and bottom garments, there were two patches.。