Rise of the Humble O

On the west side of the village stood a high hill, from which one could see most of the village. On top of the hill stood a tigerish boy of about five or six years old, gazing at the village with emotion.,As soon as the words left his mouth, he was grabbed by the ear by Mrs. Chen.,"You little brat, you're causing trouble again! I worked so hard to raise you, saving and scrimping to make clothes for you, and now you're complaining about them How old are you It's time to stop wearing diapers!"。