Rise of the Humble O

A group of rambunctious kids ran down the hill, yelling and shouting. They were afraid of getting home late and being punished by their elders.,After running down the slope, Zhu Ping'an stopped and looked down. He saw a small piece of noodles lying on the ground, fluttering in the wind.,“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.。